Ferna lays in his cloud as he looks beneath him. He can see the devils and angels fight beneath him. He sees angels and devils fall as their blood splatters across the ground. Angels have blue blood as they are perfect and pure while devils have brown blood for being sinful and chaotic. Or atleast thats what Ferna was told, and he has no reason to disagree with it. Though he is an angel, he feels like he can't do anything. He can't take more than he is due, he cannot hate, he cannot kill (unless he is helping the one above), and he cannot take anything from anyone (even from imps or devils). He looks down at his Halmogs, his workers. They work at crafting his weapon for him to begin his battles. He can't wait to kill some devils, those dirty sinful beasts. But It takes 200 years to make a holy sword his Halmogs work on it.
Ferna starts to think of a way to speed up his sword being made. "Can I ask for more Halmogs, no, thats takes more than I am due. Can I work it on myself, no, I don't know how. What if I get some humans from the earth. I'm not breaking any rules. And I can just put them back!" He grabs a hundred or so humans from earth and force them to work on the sword for him. He made sure to take humans who were blacksmiths on earth to speed up the process. Now it should only take 4 more years. For some reason, Ferna feels more free. And he starts thinking of ways in which he can feel more free. He wants to feel like he in control of his life.
He starts taking food and drink from the human world. And he takes more humans to work for him as cooks. He starts to indluge and eats steaks, fish, chips, ham, and other assortments of massive amounts of foods. He also starts to drink, alot. He took a few kegs from the human world, thinking it was just another drink. He starts to stuble and spew out his tonnes of food he had before hand. He falls asleep on his cloud.
Ferna wakes up an stands infront of Lunae. He sees her Halmogs look at him disapprovingly. "W..where am I? Why are you here, holy Lunae of the First Layer of Heaven. Lunae quickly responds "We saw those humans working on your sword and feeding you, you know you can't do that." Ferna looks confused "What, I followed the high rules of the ninth layer: They shall take no more than they are due, They cannot ha..." "I know the high rules of the ninth layer, Ferna. I am a leader of one the layers of heaven. You were being greedy, slothful, and gluttonous. You shall be forever banished to hell and may never come back into heaven as an angel."
Ferna had rage like he had ever had before, he didn't know about these other rules. He was doing what he thought he could. 'Wha.. Huh.. This is isn't fair! I was doing things to fight for heaven, I was just speeding up the process! And those rules are too strict anyway! You can barely live with those! I ju..." In the middle of his wrathful rant, A large hole appears in Lunae's cloud, dragging him into hell.
As Ferna lands into Hell, he sees a large sign, Welcome to
HellHe looks around, he can see the red charred ground. Around him, fire burning his skin and his holy robes until he has nothing but his hell-proof leather on. A slight screaming can be heard from every single direction. He looks down at the river styx. He sees human souls, stuck in the river for all of time. But as he looks around he can hear the foot steps of a few imps. As they come into view, they look larger than he could of imagined. But the imps don't stop coming. After a few seconds thousands of imps circle him
Ferna see thousands of dirty imps hound around him. "Look at this one, all nice and plump" Another imp barks "You can tell in his eyes, he is sinful." All of the imps seem to be on a chains connected to one beast. A devil. He starts to speak in the deepest voice Ferna had ever heard. "Back off of him! Let me test his loyality. Angel, what did you do to come here?" Ferna seems confused and tries to answer "I think I was slothful, gluttonous, and greedy." "Why did you choose to sinful?" "I didn't mean to, I was just trying to..." "Of course you were, then you wouldn't be here." "I guess I wanted to be more free." The devil seems to grin, and he grabs Ferna. "Then you shall be easy to corrupt.
The last thing Ferna is thousands of imps start to change him into one of there own.