You're powerful, intelligent, and good - the epitome of a perfect angel. But war is on the horizon, and you find yourself flimsy resistance against the world that was once everything you'd stood for. Though your fall from Heaven was guaranteed, it was your paramours that truly dragged you into hell. Caught up in epochal tides of power, obsession, and justice, you struggle to steer the world towards a better future as the formidable company you keep each make their own calculations. Will the moving pieces overwhelm you, or will you stay autonomous on your path? Either way, it would make your job a lot easier if these men would stop trying to imprison you! Cover Photo: Taken by myself in the Tomb of Napoleon/Les Invalides Disclaimer: This is not based off of any existing religion.