Phanuel: Holy.

The 6th Heaven harbored all of the records that were from God, himself; whatever he had learned or allowed to be revealed, as well as whatever had been recorded since the time of record. Though not everything was here, since there were things that God left for the angels to record after seeing him, specifically for security purposes, this was still how the 6th Heaven functioned... And with it, Phanuel could see that Kairo Tensei truly was ready for the final portion of this test. He was indeed Chosen. From there, Phanuel speaks through the Text itself, which is already written.

Phanuel: Here is the message left to you from God.

Genesis 1:29 Then God Said, "I Give You Every Seed-Bearing Plant On The Face Of The Whole Earth And Every Tree That Has Fruit With Seed In It. They Will Be Yours For Food.

30 And To All The Beasts Of The Earth And All The Birds In The Sky And All The Creatures That Move Along The Ground -- Everything That Has The Breath Of Life In It -- I Give Every Green Plant For Good." And It Was So.

31 God Saw All That He Had Made, And It Was Very Good. And There Was Evening, And There Was Morning -- The Sixth Day.

At that moment, Phanuel's Face would become that of Peace and Love, and he would look upon Kairo Tensei with this face, stroking his head lovingly. This was the exact emanation of God protrayed through Phanuel, and with such endearing actions, he would say to him, "You Are Worthy," before taking his hands off of the Holy Text with the last Seal. From there, the entire Scroll would be rolled up, and left in the hands of Kairo Tensei. Then, another Angel came down from on high, seemingly instantaneously.

Cassiel

Cassiel came and placed his hand on the scroll in Phanuel's place, as Phanuel became One with Abaddon and returned to his form as Samael. During the time of that Unification, Cassiel would gaze upon the Son of Man with tears flowing from his eyes like the Great Flood that would soon be cast behind the flames of Hell following Samael.

Cassiel: How long... I've waited for this day...

Overcome with emotion, he could barely speak, for Cassiel had been waiting alone for quite some time for someone to reach the height of the Seventh Heaven and keep him company. He was lonely. He was tired. And even though he more than thoroughly enjoyed the height of God's creation all to himself, he was tired of being alone; just like God. He knew the pain and agony of being alone in Paradise, and hoped and prayed to God every day that one of the humans would be able to get there.

Cassiel: ... I... Am the weeping angel spoken of in the Book. The one weeping... Because no one could open this Scroll, or even look upon it.

He opened his own book and pointed to the text, specifically where it referenced he, himself.

'The Scroll And The Lamb'

Revelation 5:2 And I Saw A Mighty Angel Proclaiming In A Loud Voice, "Who Is Worthy To Break The Seals And Open The Scroll?" 3 But No One In Heaven Or On Earth Or Under The Earth Could Open The Scroll Or Even Look Inside It. 4 I Wept And Wept Because No One Was Found Who Was Worthy To Open The Scroll Or Look Inside.

Cassiel left his book open, and would insist that the Son of Man who was able to open the Scroll even up to this point, before breaking the Seventh Seal to join Cassiel in the Seventh Heaven, read along with him the next parts of the Holy Text, which were very important.

'The Finality Of Babylon's Doom'

Cassiel: Uriel.

Without a second word, Uriel throws the Mountain of Armageddon, which are the Rubies upon his Back, the Wisdom of God, onto Babylon, and Jerusalem is set. The mountain reached all the way from the Earth to the 7th Heaven, and was a weight he had on his back for so long. As strong as he was, he was tired of carrying it around and no one being able to claim, just like Michael and the Oath he had sworn. Many of these Angels had been holding onto what they had for quite some time, and some of them were so eager to drop their loads, they would jump at the thought.

Uriel: One hot load of bullshit. There ya go.

Now that it was finally off of his back and where it should be, it would rest in the cosmos, penetrating the heavens in all their fullness, shooting all the way to the top. It would even pass up the Mountain of Sin that had been accumulated by Babylon all this time... Dropped right on the wicked witch's head. From there, it would remain as it was, as the Crown City. At that time, Uriel would assume his form as the War Sword that was to go into the other hand of Samael, since his carrying duties were finally done.

'Harvesting the Earth and Trampling the Winepess'

Cassiel: Samael.

The once Headless Horseman, who kept the fires of the 'Winepress Of God's Wrath,' also known as 'Hell,' would be the one to go forth and both harvest and trample the grapes. With the Scales (Michael), the Death (Raphael), the White Horse (Gabriel), the Flaming Sword (Uriel), the Cauldron that was the Burning Furnace (Abaddon/Dudael) and now, his Holy Head (Phanuel), the entire Body would be complete... Save for one thing. Yet, he would be set forth to ride on.

Cassiel: Even now, Samael is not the Highest, nor is he Complete. In fact, as he rides, he is still bound in his eternal chains, that are only to be released by the One. He only listens to One. The One that Commands this Horseman and all the other Horseman is the one who sits on the Throne.

Cassiel smiled, his right hand still firmly on the Scroll of the Oath, and his own book still wide open.

Cassiel: To claim the Throne, of which I, Cassiel, the 'Speed Of God' will take you to immediately, you must first break the Seventh and Final seal, which is to that Realm that none have been able to see save for the One that came before you... He who sits in that very same spot right now. I'm sure you know who that is.

Cassiel laughed a little to himself, happy that he could even talk to someone about the One he knew. It was the most liberating feeling. In all his time in all of Paradise, this conversation may have been his most pleasing moment. He cherished it, as well as the many more that would come once this Son of Man was taken up. He had great Faith, just like the one who sent Cassiel did.

Cassiel: ... You know he believes in you just as strongly as you believe in him. I don't mean to speak so much on this, but... Forgive me. It's been a long time since I've been even able to speak to someone... So I'm feeling a bit long winded. I hope you don't mind.

He was a very humble angel, who did nothing more than look on as many great Kings of the Past tried and died attempting to reach the heights. None had ever prospered since the time of the One who Did. It was the saddest thing, to watch them all attempt, and all fail. But now... Now he had faith, as well. His faith was restored in this one, of whom he KNEW would triumph. He just... Had to. Cassiel wanted to be free, just like all his brothers. His freedom was different. Though he was already free, he was also still bound, due to his loneliness.

Cassiel: I... Was alone just like you. I wept, just like you. I know your struggle. I know your pain. I know you... And you know me very well already...

Even if Cassiel had never been seen before, for he was moving far too fast for the eye to keep up with, or the mind, or the spirit, he was still there. He'd been watching from behind the scenes for quite a long time.

Cassiel: And when you do unlock that seal... We have a surprise for you, O Son Of Man.

He smiled wide and happily, more than eager to bestow... But not until the last Seal was broken.

Cassiel: Whenever you are ready. Step forth at the top of the Mountain of God; Armageddon, the pile of Rubies. And Claim the Fullness of your Inheritance.

"Ah.. Now that I finally have my REAL head back... And not that copy I made..." He chuckled to himself, knowing that the Metal Pumpkinhead that was the Storage House for all the Data he'd ever collected paled in comparison to the REAL head of the Sixth Heaven, which was the Face of God, himself; Phanuel. It felt like it had been so long that even the Headless One had forgotten what his true Head was like, and his memories had been eaten away at. Even if they collected all the Data there was, there was missing information that was outside the accessible realms they'd gathered from... Even his Grandson, who was made in this image as a being of pure Data was not complete. Not until he had the pieces of Data that could only come from the Highest, just the same as Samael. Not a single being had ever collected that knowledge. But now...

"It Is Time."

He set his face to that of one of great seriousness, looking toward the Son of Man that had been chosen since long before he had ever known, and gave him a 'Gendou Gaze' that would never be forgotten. "You Are Finally Ready." At that moment, Samael would submit to the Son of Man and say to him, "Command Me. If You Are Truly The Chosen One." Though this was his direct family, this was still serious business. This was still God's work, and if anyone knew how serious it was to do this properly... It was This Man. "Lead Us Not Into Temptation, But Deliver Us From Evil, O Chosen One." At that moment, Samael, who kept riding, would lift his arms up, and the chains of the Holy Text that bound even he would be revealed to his grandson, each extending all the way out into the infinite clouds that surrounded his astronomical body. He was still bound by beings even greater than he... For, there were still angels superior to he, himself, that ensured he would not ever break away and fall completely into Sin, despite how he was allowed to Sin in order to exact God's will upon the Sinners that were hurled into his burning furnace, Dudael. "Everything Is Here... Except For You. Take Your Place And Break These Chains Upon Me." He would continue to ride on into what looked to be nothingness, but it was clear that Samael knew where he was going... And so did the ones on either side of the chains, who were bound to him, and the ones that were actually leading him. When they started moving, so did he, just like any Angel.