Azmyth was an incredible warrior by any standards, the General of the heavenly army he was not and angel nor a human, a God he was forced to suffer the eternity that lay out before him like an endless void of pain.
"This white washed hell of mine, this cage I protect with my soul... I'm so lost in this eternity, Death is a gift only known to the humans of the earth"
He watched on as the humans went about their normal lives, dying and loving, making mistakes and growing stronger.
"How deeply I envy you..."
The God, Azmyth.... longed for nothing more than a human life. He would regularly visit the world below and wander through the forests teaming with life, but this time was different, he'd honestly begun to contemplate not returning to Heaven
