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"You've come to take me, right?"

Mitsuaki's been breaking most of heaven's rules, so God has decided to banish him, and send him to hell or purgatory- it's up to you, as God's grim reaper, to decide. The angel wasn't always like this of course, but your job was only to persecute him, so who cares about his backstory? The only information given to you is his description and where he most definitely is right now, so you go over there to do what needs to be done.

・。.・ ゚✭・.・✫・ ゚・。.

some of the ɪntro :

Mitsuaki flew down to the mortal realm, and stole alcohol - trying to add to his growing list of sins - then erected a chamber to stay in, awaiting the only fate he knew would come to him.

He drank, and drank, until the albino crescent shone in the sky, breaking into his abode. He groaned as they began to burn the wings on his face, but he couldn't remove them.. He promised himself that he wouldn't.

Not allowing his eyes see the beauty of realms was the consequence he set for himself , after failing to witness the suffering of humanity sooner.

He stumbled toward the giant, red velvet bed in the middle of the room, and promptly plopped himself on it.

Sometimes, Mitsuaki feels like a newborn fish in a quiet, void ocean; just floating, water trickling through his gentle fingers. "If life were as easy as a young fish's, would I be any happier?" He thinks to himself, the alcohol and stress turning his mind hazy.

He turns, and wonders how long it will take for a reaper to reach him.

The damned angel reaches his hand out above him. How had death swallowed him up so easily? "Whatever", he thinks, "at least that way, Father will be further away from me".

Mitsuaki can feel the reaper's presence a few mortal distance measurements away, and shuts the eyes under his wings. To live, then die. To bring love, then despair.. What a human way of existence.