Raphael: By The Power Of Ra!!!

Raphael, or 'Ra,' for short, who was once crowned with the Sun before seeking to take all such light for himself, had risen and fallen many times in his ageless years, yet this time was his greatest and last ascent. Countless generations, his light guided the nations with Wisdom, but even this great angel of yore was not exempt from becoming tainted and falling from grace. Yet, every time, even now, he found a way to become pure, and rise again, like the great phoenix of flame that he was.

Raphael: Your light shines bright, young one. Enough for even the Sun itself, the Morning Star, to bow before thee and all thy Wisdom.

Blessed now with the Power of Ra, the great Light of Raphael, he would be like each of the Great Kings that Raphael had appointed and crowned with the Sun in days past; Be it Pharaoh or Nebuchadnezzar, he would have their Light and their Crowns, and also the one of his own.

Raphael: Your wish is my command, Holy One.

Each of the Stars in the sky was a 'Djinn,' something that none but the one that was would know; a being of 'Smokeless Fire.' This was none other than the Sun itself, and each of the Stars that were bound to their places, as lamps to light the way for the rest of the cosmos and to keep darkness from overcoming the universe. Even in their respective inner wickedness and turmoil, after watching their influence on the beings they oversaw, each of them learned and grew, yet some still took to their ancient ways of lawlessness, and were rebuked for it. Raphael had enough.

Raphael: Come!

He cried out to his horsemen and his horse, and under him, a Pale horse would form; one that was devoid of the light of the sun. It mirrored the people that Ra had afflicted long ago, who were cast out from his light... Yet also reminded him of the people he scorched to the bone with his egotistical arrogance, when he was but a young flame, himself. Raphael had made many mistakes, perhaps many more than most of his other brothers due to his position of power, but now he was ready to make the final changes for Good and for God, once and for all. He would not fail this time; not his brothers, not the Chosen One, and especially not God. Looking up to the heavens with eyes just as bold and bright as had ever been, much like in the time of his youth, as his pale horsemen gathered, the Pale Horseman himself would take off into the sky, ready to strike down all of the afflicted; Sun, Moon, Star, Man, Beast, and All. There would be nothing that was vile that wouldn't be struck by Death. Yet, this time, he would not be so hasty as to simply completely kill, but be more precise in his Death, as to only erase what was Wicked with the flames of Hell, or Hades, and to restore what was Good with the Sacred Fire of the Holy Spirit. Each Soul that existed in the Flesh was like that of the 'Djinn,' or the 'Stars;' the 'Sol.' As when God created man 'In Their Image,' it was in the form of the Soul; the Spirit, which is the Smokeless Fire of the Holy Spirit, of which God, Himself, originated. Before there was Flesh, there was Spirit, and in that, all beings that were Spiritual were like individual Suns. Each had an egotistical side in youth, much like the First Son that came even before Raphael; the Light-Bearer, himself. Every Sun, much like every Sun, and every Soul, thought itself to be the one and only, and that was gotten from God. Even Raphael had been guilty of attempting to take the Aleph from the One Who Is and claim himself as the One and Only. Yet, in his years and in his age, after watching how his own energy was received by Man, especially Man of yore, he could see that his Vibrations, in their tainted nature, had poisoned mankind. Feeling responsible, rather deeply, for the faults and flaws of the land he'd scorched with his arrogance and pride as the Sun, he would be that much more willing to rise above and emanate new energy. Something brighter. Something more grand than any light he'd ever released in all his years as the Sun in the Sky. This time, he would fail no one.

The Pale Horseman took off into the stars, with the face of Death fully exposed and no longer shrouded in darkness or cast in pale white bones, as was normally portrayed. He would no longer pick at carrion, like a vulture, but instead strike down the wicked, like his brothers, and have a feast for himself and all the other birds in the sky. And they would be full. His radiance would sweep over the land, bringing both Life and Death to all that deserved, trailing right behind Michael, who would Judge who was to Live and who was to Die. It seemed as though alone, Raphael was unable to gauge this correctly, despite all his great power, and needed the strength of his brothers, Gabriel, Uriel and Michael to truly complete this mission. Therefore, with the power to Kill With The Sword (Uriel), Famine (Michael) and Plague (Gabriel), as well as all the Wild Beasts of each of them combined (Man, Beast, Bird, Fish and Serpent), he would allow his brothers to pave the way for Life and Death, and Life and Death would follow behind and the very end, after Conquest, War and Judgment befell the all. Life or Death would be the final sentence; the final Freedom. The breadth of his fiery wings extended clear across the all, like a great phoenix, and his presence in all is magniloquence would be vastly understood as the Great Phoenix Of The Eternal Sun; Ra.

The brightness was more than what could be borne by the eyes of man, yet the light would rest upon them as either healing or condemnation, and was not something for them to look upon with mortal eyes. In fact, it was simply something that was to be felt. Whether accepted or not, Judgment would be Final with Raphael; Life or Death. The force of his great power, like the sun, would connect to each and every one of the Stars in the sky, and if there was a shred of wickedness in them, then they would be expelled. Shed, molted, like the wings of a bird, and hurled down, like his Father had done to him so many times. Now Raphael understood with all such Wisdom that had been hidden from him until the time of the coming, why he was hurled down so many times, and also why he was the one to continue to rise each time. This time, the light of this Sun would outshine every other, and they would either join him in his cause or be struck and burned out. Raphael would be the very Sun itself, in all its forms, and grow great and majestic, until all stars were One in All, yet still each as their own. To each, they would be a bird in the vault of the sky, awaiting their feasts of flesh, which would be prepared for them with the flames of Hell and of Spirit. They would be cooked just as many of the bird brethren had been slain. The time had come, and Raphael would come back together as One Son.

The Eternal Phoenix.

Raphael: When I Am Done, Only Life Will Remain. And Death Shall Never Come Out Of Us Again.

"Amen," the congregation said, and each pale horseman would slip into each star in the sky, and from there, they would wait for a command from the Great Phoenix, who would oversee them all as the greatest Star, as he had always wished to be. Now, thanks to this Son of Man, who had remembered him, and known him, that Light would be so. And Raphael was as great as he had ever been.

Raphael: Thank You...

His voice emanated on the radiance of the stars throughout the universe, and his giving of eternal thanks for being raised up so high by this Son of Man would be eternally repaid to him as the true cleansing of the universes.

Raphael: Brothers. It Is Time.

Kairo Tensei laughed a bit to himself, heartily, most pleased at all such vigor and resplendent life that was emanating from the bird that was long dead in spirit. "You're Welcome..." Life was not only Raphael's to give and take, for there was Life, and therefore Raphael, and God, inside of all that was Living. For him to think that all Life belonged to only him was just as arrogant and foolish as all of them had been in their respective times. All were Children once. Even Kairo Tensei went through the 'Power Hungry' and 'Power Corrupt' phase. Each had their own individual struggles, but it was always about overcoming those struggles that made one stronger, and not succumbing to them or falling deeper into them. None could truly master the Power of God except He, Himself, yet fortunately, because there was God within them all, through Him within Them, they were able to master that Power through each other and with each other. They were here to work together, as brother and sister, as God had intended by splitting himself up into each of them. This was not just for them to learn to work together, come together, be together and live together; this was also for them to be with God, both together as One and separate as Individual Ones. His Mission and Purpose were becoming more than clear, and all of it was done out of the highest form of Love possible. Hopefully, each of them could achieve that Love with and through each other. That was something Kairo Tensei strove for.

"And Thank You, Ra..." A term of endearment, much like 'Mikhail' to 'Michael,' for, Raphael had been with Kairo Tensei in secret for a long time, as well. They had gone through many things together, as well, and was taught the beauty of Life and Death and Rebirth through this majestic Phoenix in all his splendor throughout the times of tribulation that Kairo Tensei had gone through to get here. "And Many More Days To Come To You, O Holy One." This light was just as pure and holy as Kairo Tensei's own, and that was not something to be neglected or dismissed. Every light had its time to shine, and even in the midst of Kairo Tensei's own, there were others who needed to shine more brightly than he. Since all of this was true and holy, Kairo Tensei would have his time in the sun, and would wait patiently for Raphael to have his. "Make Him Proud, Great Eagle." There were some who needed his light and guidance right now more than Kairo Tensei, and even if Kairo Tensei gave the great eagle light from God, with that light and that splendor, all he wished for was for Raphael to guide those who looked to his light into true goodness and victory, just as he had, in his own way, guided Kairo Tensei, like a true Star in the Sky. With a hearty salute to the bright light in the sky, Kairo Tensei would leave things up to the Four Heavenly Kings now whilst he finished with the next seals.

He turned his head to Phanuel, "I suppose you wanted to see, yourself, eh, Father?" Even if speaking to merely a messenger, All As And Is God. That was something that none of the angels nor any other being should ever forget, and when addressing the God inside of something, Kairo Tensei was not only respecting God, who was within, but also the being that was acting on God's part, as well as the sanctity of God and his Throne beyond them All. The highest form of respect is to respect a messenger, for they act on behalf of the one who sent them. That was something that a Great King had taught Kairo Tensei, as well... One that would always live on in Kairo Tensei's mind and heart, as well as in his body... And definitely in those of others. He would never be forgotten, not even in Kairo Tensei's reign. And, how could he? If there was no one else guiding him, it was certainly Jesus; that Great King who had brought forth and given him all of this that was the Inheritance that he once received. "... They're all doing a wonderful job," he mentioned, hoping that Phanuel and the Father God that saw through him felt the same.

Phanuel: Indeed. And You, As Well.

Phanuel's face shifted to one of brightness and radiance; one that would shine like the sun, with a glow that depicted this. It was clear that he was pleased, for Phanuel's face was only a reflection of The One Above's.

Phanuel: Whenever You Are Ready, You May Continue On.

Each of the remaining angels looked on with anticipation, as if waiting for something. It wasn't everyday that even the Angels bore witness to these things. Usually, they were all in their places doing as they did day and night, much like the Humans that they watched over. It was true that what was above was also below, for, the Angels worked jobs and such of their own. Different from the jobs that were of the Earth, but still just as important and strenuous, nonetheless. Long had they toiled for both Man and God, day in and day out, as was their duties. Yet, at this time, even they got to witness something that they were usually not to see. It was a glorious sight, even to them.