(Third person p.o.v)

[Heaven]

The Gates of Havern have been locked in the last decade.

None of the Divine has any clue who locked it, but they know that it had to have been someone from the outside.

The archangels can't travel between Heaven and Earth to deliver souls, Gurdians can't protect their assigned protected, and the Holy Spirits can't implant themselves into those who wish to be saved. Everything was in pure chaos, and the Divine are in a mass panic trying to find a solution to there problem. They tried everything. Even attempted to contact their allies the, Norse Gods in attempt to use Bifrost in order to get to Midgard, but all communications are cut so there sitting ducks. They to believed that they couldn't get to the other plane as them. 

For now, they wait.

For how long they do not now.

They know for sure the Earth has been run by the Damned. They can feel the unearthly sins dwelling and causing even more havoc on Earth then there already was. The natural order of things has tipped.

Unbalanced. Unjust. Unholy.

The prayers of the mortals below are heard, and yet the Divine cannot do anything. They hear the cries of pain, the suffering. And it hurts to feel the humans, give up on them. To stop believing. 

To stop having faith.

The Divine are weakening. Their years are limited.

Without the people's belief they are nothing.

They cease to exist.