This youngling had wanted to become a soldier all his life. This was very hard to accomplish as the angels did not take warfare to be anything important and the soldiers require elite training. The angels didn't want their kind to be looked at as a war seeking race, but, a peaceful perfect race was their goal. He grew up, and a long hard road had been entwined in his path. He trained for many decades, until he had finally gotten the allowance to fight for his race in times of great need. They gave him the Angelic Armor that would protect him from any normal weapon man created. There was peace for many more years, until the corrupted angels had attacked. This race was a group of war seekers, their main enemy, the Angels. This battle waged on for many eons, there were great losses on both sides. And even now, these Angelic Soldiers fight in the sky.

(This is not a real story just one I made up so don't go accusing me of things like how this doesn't make sense or anything mean)

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