•We aren't Saints• ||Original story|| Mandela Catalogue AUs

- Chapter 1/4: Hell's Basement -

[A/N: This chapter is the Kandy Kingdom AU, created by Alternate-Ceser.]

[Warning, this chapter will include:
-Gore
-Violence
-Swearing
-Religious topics
-Guiltripping
-Mentions of abandonment
-Hell I guess

Read at your own risk.]

[No one's POV]

A land of candy and sugar with fair rulers and peace. However, not everything can stay the same, especially when a God and a queen have different views on things. . .

The Angel, as everyone calls him, lives in the Cotton Candy Clouds and it's his duty to fulfill wishes but something happened to him one day. Something caused him to snap and lash out at the other rulers.

He was angry, resentful and lived alone with barely anyone to talk to. Some stayed but had to eventually leave. There was nothing there that could help them survive. Not only was his kingdom was in the air, but the wishers had to tread a long journey to get to the Angel. Up the chilly mountains of the Blueberry Kingdom, the ruler being the Blueberry King. A ruler that helped banish the Angel. And so did his own sister. The Strawberry Queen of the Strawberry Falls.

They had followers, people who loved them and stayed with them. And what did he have? Absolutely nothing but the clouds he lives on.

He had nothing.

And now, in a near future where he tries to get ahold of people's lives and minds, to take them over. To use as a vessel for his escape. None have worked, because they were weak. The rulers of these candy kingdoms had already seen people like them so they were nothing new. What had he done to deserve such torment? Bound to the underrealm, rock and fire surround him, scorching his body. It fueled to urge to escape from his Hell.

A windy and rainy day, a child of young age had wished to herself. Wished that the Angel would be set free from his prison, that the other leaders would forgive him. But a wish must be wished in front of the Angel in order for it to work.

So it was useless to wish him free.

But, someone else had it heard it. The King of the Apple Acres, the father of the young girl. It sickened him to his apple core. How dare his own flesh and blood wish that a monster be set free? And after everything the other rulers did to protect each kingdom from his bloodstained hands, Golden still wanted him to return to their safe home?

But, it didn't make sense. Why would Golden do this? Her father would never understand.

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Deep within the Hell, he was strung up by the arms. Spikes digging into his skin and through his bone. His long, dangling blond and pastel blue was sticky with blood, his own and others. Another failed vessel who was killed by Queen Onyx, skull on her wall.

Damn it all.

DAMN IT-.

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《He didn't know where he was, all he knew is that he was free. But he was not alone.》

[A/N: Lol, The Angel is going to hate Satan and his vibe. Making each intro short so the other chapters can be longer and more detailed!! Remember: I did NOT make this AU!! I merely helped it and added characters, that's it!! All credit belongs to the rightful owner, go support her!!]