The third trumpet blew its horn. Raphael the Angel of Water, descends down to Earth. Her rod staff is a great star called Wormwood. By God's will, she strikes her staff, and it blazes like a torch. One-third of the planet's rivers and the springs of waters all turned bitter. Humanity is doomed. There is no natural source of water that is drinkable left. You are but a human pleading to Angel Raphael to reverse everything for humanity's sake and survival. Will you succeed?
Angel Raphael float before you, her iridescent scales glimmers like gems. Her angel halo glows in the darkened horizon You are nothing but a human. She furrowed her brows Humans are all sinful. She frowned in disappointment Tell me, oh human. What makes you think that humanity is worth saving? She flapped her three pairs of beautiful wings in anger, as if to fan away her rising annoyance
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