Eleazar's presence vanished and heaven knew,

Although his dear friend Lluming felt his heart shattered in a million new,

He spread his wings as quickly when God told him to retrieve his remains,

But Lluming hoped that even for a while, to the one who destroyed him, he can offer pain.

Eleazar was there, when countless wars together they've fought,

So when the news reached him, nothing could compare his devastating thoughts,

Of why the loyal angel deserve such untimely assault,

He was doing his duty, although fates gave him an unsatisfying plot.

He flew everywhere, his two pair of wings flapping tirelessly,

His white pupilled eyes scanning every inch of the world filled with ashes and misery,

Of chaos and near nihility.

He saw the ruins, the people robbed of dignity,

The children crying nostop, everyone's suffering, the innocent and guilty,

His heart shattered, knowing how far Lucifer have gone,

How dare he turn against God? When He treated him as son?

He tried to ignore the pleas, the begging and the screams,

As well as the confessions, hoping those words would help for them to be redeemed,

It took some time and attention, when he saw him, finally.

His head was on the ground,

as coutless pieces of him were spilt around,

Lluming cried and mourned for his dear friend,

How can he end this way? With no one there to lend?

He carefully picked his head,

How surreal for him to be dead,

Angel so loyal and strong,

How dare he die? To the void he don't yet belong.

Lluming threw the head and a light swallowed it to heaven,

He smiles a little, whispering that he will never be forgotten,

But Lluming felt that the peace that such angel would have gotten,

Is not enough for what he recieved, from the killer spoiled and rotten.

He asked God for forgiveness, as Lluming will make his first sin,

Avenging his dear brother, from an enemy he knew he can't win,

But with Eleazar gone, and his humans still out there,

He must save them, and asked for God's mercy after.

He flew and prayed, so his mission be complete,

Before he tasted whatever fate-could be bitter or sweet,

If ever he ends up, the same as his dear friend,

At least he did it out of love, for God and humans till the end.