In the days before time, there was a war. A civil war. It has always been pictured as black versus white, but there were, as a matter of fact, grey areas. It was not good versus evil, but belief versus belief. There was one person -or, rather, angel- in particular who stood out. His name was Dagor. He supported neither party, and, for such, was struck from heaven by Michael, crashing to the ground. When he landed, the angels who had rebelled – led by former Archangel, Lucifer – met with him and attempted to persuade him to join them. He resisted with a stubborn mind and a heavy fist and struck the demons to the depths from whence they appeared. This infuriated Lucifer, who promptly assigned his elites – the Daemons – to hunt down this trespasser. The four Daemons, Belial, Beelzebub, Satan, and Apollyon, rose from their fiery hell to do battle against the pacifist. And when they surfaced, Dagor was gone! You see, their route to the earth from the netherworld is through hollowed mountains called “volcanoes,” and this one the Daemons took was called “Mount Ulies,” but it is now known as “Mt. St. Helens.” The fallen angel had escaped to a gargantuan region known as Sovietar, bordered by desert to the south, mountains to the west, and all other ways ocean. Here he stayed for many years, and in his hiding, he observed so much. He saw a man named Rurik establish a city called “Novrogod,” and saw it blossom into a huge state after centuries, led by a leader, called a “Tsar,” named Ivan. He witnessed a time of despair in the early 17th century, but it passed. Then settlements were constructed in the colder area of the region, known as Siberia. He observed many battles of men until one fateful June morn in the eighth year of the 20th century in an area known as “Tunguska.” That was the day that Belial discovered him. He called his comrades forth, and they ambushed the wanderer. “Hark! The heaven-cast angel dies!” shouted Beelzebub. A chill sprinted up Dagor’s spine as he heard the cry, and he beckoned, “Hark, the wandering angel shant!” The steel-clawed Daemons leapt at the angel, who drew his flaming sword, which he kept from his days as a Seraph. He immediately used an Oberhau spin maneuver, severing the arms of the creeping Apollyon, who attempted to circle behind the angel. Apollyon collapsed into a deep red heap from the immense pain, being the weakest Daemon. The seraph quickly leapt behind the crippled beast, using him for a shield. Belial and Satan halted in their tracks and looked into the weeping eyes of Apollyon, knowing his death imminent. Beelzebub, however, continued his assault of Dagor and cleaved through Apollyon, only to be declawed with a flaming claymore. The abomination clutched the angel’s gullet with his velveted hand and tightened his grasp. Dagor’s mind had not atrophied at all, though, and he instantly carved a line deep into Beelzebub’s throat, killing him instantly. The angel fell 3 feet to the ground, as Beelzebub was a towering ten feet tall and the seraph only seven. Satan nodded to Belial, signaling to attack. The winged Daemon Satan and the wyrmlike Daemon Belial struck his legs, Satan with a knife of brimstone, Belial with flame. Dagor used his wings to avoid falling vulnerable, however, and struck the gaseous sac at Belial’s throat, immolating him. Satan took to the air also, however, and sliced towards Dagor’s heart. The blade barely pierced the skin, though, because of an evasive maneuver by the fallen angel. Dagor stabbed into Satan’s stomach, but instead of writhing, the Daemon laughed. Satan then leaned closer to Dagor. Dagor, shocked, inquired, “What the hell are you doing?!” Satan grasped the angel by the back of his head and said, “Quiet.” The devil leaned in closer and met his lips to Dagor’s. The air grew silent. Time seemed to stop. Then they seemed so much lighter. And they expanded. And then it came to pass. More than eighty million trees fell. The ground was eternally scarred. This all was due to an explosion. It was like matter meeting antimatter. It was angel meeting demon. This is known as the Tunguska event, whose 100th anniversary is coming in June.
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