Celestials Excerpt: Ankle Deep In Decay

Welcome to the war. This is the front lines. Of course, they told you what you wanted to hear. You know of the war. You heard the propaganda. That Lucifer challenged God for the throne and Michael and those loyal to God kicked out Lucifer and those who followed him. You never even bat an eye at the story did you? I bet you didn't. Now look at you. Down on Earth with the mud and the muck. Don’t go running to the churches and whatever you do, get good at hiding. Most of us are in the alleyways, concealing ourselves as the homeless. Others sleep in hotels and stay wherever we can. The truth is, we’re losing the war. Heaven will tell you we’re winning and that each Angel who comes to earth could be a member of the First Sphere someday -but that’s all bullshit.
Crime has never been higher. Did you know someone is murdered every 30 seconds? A mother or daughter is raped every minute? If you close your eyes and concentrate you can almost smell the rot in this world. Walk into any church and you’ll hear the cries and wails of the mortals as they cry out for a savior. Does one come? No.
We are alone. Heaven pats you on the back and kicks you face first in the mud. No one cares that the Fallen own this world. It’s a strange concept for one who has personally stood in front of God, felt his grace and power and witnessed his might. Now the world we helped create is without the face of God. Mortals destroy each other and creatures twisted by creation hunt them down and feed on them like some sort of sick game.
With God gone, spirits don’t know where they’re going. Demons claw out of the prisons and possess mortals. Vampires walk the Earth drinking mortals to death. There are a few on our side but the Mandate states we are to stay out of it. Like some sort of sick joke we’re not allowed to interfere with the divine plan.