"Administrators Zestial, Celestia, step forth."
In the celestial realm, bathed in ethereal light, Celestia was summoned for interrogation by Sariel, the archangel of divine judgment.
The vast expanse of the heavenly place stretched before them, adorned with radiant hues that seemed to defy mortal comprehension as her eyes looked at the male with an identical look to herself.
He was Zestial, her brother and worst enemy.
"Celestial, at your service, Lady Sariel."
Celestia knelt, showing respect towards the woman with six wings at the head of the huge white expanse with a pressure almost destroying her body. As Celestia stood humbly before Sariel, her once radiant wings now folded in reverence.
"Angel Celestial. Are you aware of the great distortion of your currently assigned world and host?"
The air resonated with celestial tension, an unusual undercurrent in the usually serene atmosphere.
"I am, Your Holiness."
