The Great Prophecy
You shiver in anticipation as you accept the link, as do all of the participants. You know you are about to witness some of the most impressive display of Lore since the Creation. One hundred and eight Ninsun directly supported by seventy-two Belim, without even counting the Heralds such as yourself not specialized in the Lore of the Celestials, and assisted by perhaps a thousand other angels of different qualities. No obstacle could overcome so mighty a gathering. Your only regret is that there are no real powerhouses of your own House present. Lucifer or even Michael could have lend as much power to the ritual than all of you combined.
You see the seers take wing and float in the air, turning like planet in a solar system, but this pattern is one of time not space. In the center, Ahrimal and the twenty-two Major Arcana spin the quickest, ready to turn their gaze in the swirling path of the many futures. The others Heralds and you begin to concentrate to feed the Fates in energy, reinforcing their Evocation, burning away all imperfections.
It begins without warning, as you are all plunged into darkness. The black hungry mist that surrounds you is full of screams and grunts, as if someone was battling. The taste of blood is fresh on your tongue and you see glimpses of great fires and bloody ruins. Something has been broken, something has been destroyed, never to be returned to the world. You don't understand, what is this darkness? A ploy from the enemy that seems to ravage Assiah? An illusion? You grit your teeth as the seers gather their power.
The vision gets clearer but not by much, your mind linked to your peers, you understand the variables are simply too numerous to create a prediction. The doom you perceive could come from thousands of directions, as if the sin of one, of anyone, could wreck the world. Pain fill your body and wracks your limbs, you see war and recognize some of your enemies. Creatures of shadows, ape-like bloodthirsty monsters, servants of those who came before.
Is this the answer? Will the Elder Ones bring the end of the world that rose in place of their dreams? That seems almost too easy. You have no time to ponder as you sense in the present His presence drawing near.
You feel the massive influx of power passing through you on his way to the seers. Around you the darkness colors itself in pink, violet and orange. At the behest of Lucifer, light comes and you see clearly the consequences if not the causes.
Cities will be raised by humankind touching to the very gates of heaven. Cities will be razed and corpses will litter the streets.
The gateway to the Maker's audience chambers in Atziluth will be barred from the inside, angelic remains standing silent watch over these condemned gates.
The Elder Ones and their children will rise, high as the night breaking the egg of creation to seed their own worlds. Sea will march against the flame, the heavens will be twisted, dragons will come from beyond the world, and all shadow will whisper and plot the demise of everything.
Blood runs hot, wrath clouds the minds, War is coming! The Spring of the World is ending and winter, endless winter will follow!
Lucifer's words ring around the room:
"What we have seen is beyond belief and humanity is at the center of it. I listened to your arguments while coming here and here is the position of Lucifer the Lightbringer Prince of All Angels. We were commanded to love humanity above all things and we would suffer them to live under the heel of the Elders Ones? We were crafted to build creation and we would refuse to watch over the domain entrusted to us. Our duties are to love and protect. I choose to keep them even if that means breaking others commands."
And before anyone has the time for an answer:
"Those of you who agree, come with me. We will be in Assiah when the sun sets."
Will you follow him?