[h2][center][color=fff79a]Azael[/color][/center][/h2]

[color=fff79a]"My God..."[/color]

What is this?

He could not believe his own eyes anymore. 

Massive corridors, artistically decorated hallway, the heady perfume of lilacs, the more or less beautiful looking room. He was not seeing Earth anymore. This was...

[color=fff79a]"Heaven..."[/color] He muttered.

He couldn't believe it. Ever since he was banished from heaven, he never would have thought he could have found an alternative. The hermit life in the cold mountain could be so harsh that it had numbed every possible imagination of comfort in this world. Oh, the life of a fallen angel could be so cruel and simple. 

[color=fff79a]"Elizabeth, do we have our own specific room, or can we choose our own?"[/color]

If he could, then this was true Heaven. A brand new definition. 

[@Daemanis]