God heard the summon from the sea of prayer coming from the near future getting louder, he could easily stop it from happening, but his divine sight had beheld this premonition, a mortal realm was in danger, a need for an Arch Angel has arisen. He knew of many to take up this holy charge, but only one with the need of repentance.

"Aeris, the time for repentance has come, wash away your sins through combat."

Aeris Merth, the fallen knight ascended to Arch Angel after his pleas were heard by God. His burden to protect the Mortal Realms has come.

"Lord God, what is my charge?" He said, his voice rough and deep as he bowed a knee, both hands on his sword whose blade glistened in the holy light.

"A Mortal Realm is in Peril, I've seen it I've heard it, the danger comes soon, steel yourself for there is much ahead you will encounter. Fight, Strive, Survive, Save them all."

"Yes my lord, I shall do as you will, Deus Vult!"

A bright light emerged engulfing Aeris completely, he could still hear God's clairvoyant voice saying "The time has come." afterwards it fell silent.

When the light had disappeared he saw he was knelt in a circle of eight other people, in the middle of them all was a small child like girl in the middle.

He stood as his wings wrapped around him drooping down towards the tip of the sword as he held it from the cross guard and hilt. He looked around and stared at the small girl as he stood in stoic silence. He didn't ask [i][b]'Why'[/b][/i] or [i][b]'How'[/b][/i] he already knew why and how he got there, all he needed to know was [i][b]'Who'[/b][/i] like 'who are these people?' or 'who is this little girl?', nevertheless he patiently waited for someone else to ask, if none would then he would.