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25 years ago, God disappeared.

His angels held man responsible and declared war on humanity.

The archangel Gabriel led this war of extermination, hoping to rid the world

of humans and claim dominion over it.

Some higher angels refused to take sides.

But the lower angels joined Gabriel.

These lesser spirits lacked bodies.

So their first line of attack was to steal ours.

But Michael, the greatest of all archangels, chose to fight for man.

With his help, the survivors struck back and built strongholds to defend

themselves.

Soon word spread of a baby Michael had saved. A child who would grow up to be

mankind's savior. This chosen one would be known by the markings on his body.

Finally... Gabriel and his army retreated, and we were left with the

realization that not only are angels real, they are our most hated enemies.

Distress call, sir. One of ours.

Where the hell are you guys?

Open the damn gate.

Don't let him in, sir.

Open the gate.

2271, open the damn gate.

What were you doing outside the city without authorization?

There was a two-for-one buffet at the Flamingo. I just couldn't miss it.

What do you think I was doing? You saw the eight ball.

It wasn't just one of them. There was a whole group of them.

We need to tell Rison.

Now.

No.

Take him to the Archangel.

He's one of his men.

Aw, man.

I'll report to Rison.

You were a naughty boy tonight.

You shouldn't indulge me.

These evenings would be much more enjoyable if you didn't hate yourself

after.

Any risk, no matter how small, that I might have children.

It's too great.

Would it be such a bad thing?

Vega needs children.

Not children like that.

Then stop.

This city's going to hell.

Exiting the city with the vehicle's a realigning offense.

You're gonna get purged down to V0 for this.

And untouchable.

It's better than making a home in Michael's ass to be a V3 like you.

How'd you do it?

You reprogram one of the gates.

Hack the surveillance.

You've got no more mulligans left, Alex.

Michael's gonna peck your eyes out for this.

Leave the whip.

You know the rules and why they exist.

Everything in Vega has a purpose.

It's how this city survives.

Founding law.

For the protection and good of all, gates are inviolable. We have a right to

leave. We all do.

No.

You don't.

Tell me about the angels.

There were three of them.

All ate balls.

But something about them was different.

One of them could change his body.

A soldier.

He had wings.

Where were they?

A couple of miles down the strip.

What were they doing?

Playing Texas Hold'em.

Not kidding.

And what were you doing out there?

You know the punishment for going outside the walls.

I'm going to be purged.

No.

You're Archangel Kul.

But if you ever do anything like this again, I'll not spare you.

Do you understand me?

Stand up.

I think that's enough, Michael.

He's learned his lesson.

Right, boy?

Tell no one about what you saw.

Not a word about the eight balls to anyone.

Now go report for duty.

He shouldn't be outside the walls.

The ruins are too dangerous.

The boy's been sneaking out since he was a child.

He knows Vega better than anyone.

He needs discipline.

Perhaps.

But after what he did for Claire, I owe him.

The A-ball came right up to the gate.

They're back.

The planet was teeming with them during the extermination. There ought to be a

few strikers left over after the wars. Then why haven't we seen them in five

years?

In the war, the entire lower rank of angels joined Gabriel.

But unlike Archangel Gabriel's lower angels, the dogs of heaven, they were

lesser spirits without a physical form.

And they couldn't visit Earth without a body.

So they stole ours.

Then came whispers of a chosen child who would grow up to lead mankind

out of darkness.

And his legend quickly spread, giving humanity hope, a reason to fight back.

And the angels hated it.

They sought to find this chosen child and destroy him.

Now, it's said that Michael acted alone, saved the child, and hid him in such a

way that not even Michael knows where he is.

You're late.

Yeah, sorry, I got held up.

Asshole. You're an asshole.

We continue to hope no to believe that the chosen one our Savior

Will someday reveal himself to us Okay,

so that's all for tonight

Is there anything else I can help you with tonight, ma'am?

What happened to your head?

There were eight balls by the truck. What?

Your father told me not to say anything, so you have to keep quiet.

Alex, they attacked you.

It's what they do. I'm fine.

You need to speak to your dad. I know, I know. I will.

Tonight.

I've asked to see him. I'll tell him about us and I will get his permission

to marry.

But you still have to do the knee in the ring thing.

Just so happens I have a knee in the ring.

What?

Alex, he'll say yes, trust me. I know him.

You're my shield. You took a knife for me.

There is no me without you.

Yeah, what? You think you know him better than I do? I know the system

better than you.

Claire, the truck is ready.

We have enough supplies to easily make it to Delphi. Claire, they don't have

numbers there.

Everyone is equal.

We could start a new life.

But it's got to be tomorrow night.

The city will be busy with the Jubilee and you can slip out. But it won't come

to that. He'll say yes.

But if he doesn't...

Wherever you go, I follow.

Okay.

What's your name, soldier?

Alex Lennon, V2.

House Rising, AA Corps.

Alex Lennon.

It's against our law for you to be alone with Claire, Alex, so... Next time, make

sure you're accompanied by another guard.

Principate.

Please, Claire, not you. I'm still the same William you play marbles with in

this room. Yes, and always be.

Yeah, maybe you should call me Principate. It does sound much better

when it comes from you.

You missed services tonight.

I was teaching.

That's right.

You know I admire your work with Vegas Less Fortunate.

You of all people know how important it is that our faith must be nurtured. It

must be kept like a promise.

It troubles me that so many Vegas citizens have forgotten this simple

truth.

Yeah.

Well, let us pray.

Hey, Bex.

What'd you do now?

I got on the wrong side of the peacock.

The ricin stepped in.

You should keep out of anything to do with the Dobbs. Yeah, they're no

different than us. They just got a better number.

When's the last time you ate?

Here. I ate at the Powell's.

Slow down.

You scarf, you barf.

You want to know a secret?

One day, we're gonna live somewhere where there aren't any numbers.

Where we aren't told what to do, what to eat, where to sleep, and whom to marry.

Stay close the next day or so.

Something big is going to happen.

And whichever way it goes, you're coming with me.

Counsel. General.

Oh, looky here.

I asked the horticulturist to grow these on the agri-towers.

Did I ever tell you I grew up on a farm?

No. In Nebraska.

Yeah, we had these blackberries growing on the edge of our property.

Great, big, juicy. They were so full of juice.

My favorite.

But the bush belonged to a widow who owned the next plot.

And my father forbid us from eating them because they weren't ours.

I didn't care.

I'd sneak out there and I'd eat them until I couldn't eat anymore.

One afternoon, I plump forgot to wash my hands.

My fingers were stained black with the juice.

He beat me senseless.

Tough man.

He was right.

Rules are there for a reason.

I never much cared for berries.

There was an angel attack on a soldier outside the walls today.

Small group, three angels.

Easily destroyed.

Not all of them.

One survived.

Don't worry, it's been taken care of.

But the Archangel is concerned, and you should be too.

Michael sees evil portents in everything and everyone.

It was an isolated incident, nothing more.

No further sightings on our long-range scans.

We deployed the drone.

All clear.

We don't want her getting out.

Could cause panic.

Perhaps that wouldn't be a bad thing.

We've done our jobs too well.

Vega has grown complacent.

Lazy.

So, we're looking forward to the announcement of the Jubilee?

Yes.

Tomorrow, then.

I've been guarding Davey Will for six months. I finally saw what he feeds that

tiger of his. It's not a tiger. It's a lion.

Is there a difference?

Yeah, it's tribal. Whatever.

It gets steak for dinner.

Dry-aged porterhouse.

When was the last time you even tasted beef? That's one of a kind.

Or a dime a dozen.

Speak for yourself.

Hey, boys.

No, ma'am. Hey, Ethan.

Can you weasel your way into a bottle of scotch for me tonight?

Weasel? Really?

She means charm your way. No, I meant weasel.

You know what goes great with scotch, Norman?

Port-A-House steak.

Eric can get some.

My gift to you.

Alex, I'll grab one for you soon.

We're gonna eat like tigers tonight.

Lions. Tigers!

You been logging some serious overtime at House Rison?

I think I'm where I'm told.

So General Rison has decided to hide in security?

Why wouldn't he?

He's lord of the city. The man's concerned about his daughter's safety.

He must have said anything about his daughter.

No, it's just, you know how he is about Claire.

Yeah.

He cares a lot about her, doesn't he?

Don't the wheels ever sleep?

Not if there's money to be made.

It's a delegation from Helena.

It's been a while since I've seen anyone from Helena behind these walls.

Have you ever seen one of their kids before?

They keep them hidden.

It's their law.

You think that kid's the one?

Tell someone's a myth.

It's something they tell children to give them hope.

I don't understand why you'd have me travel all this way to see another of

your factories.

Oh, this isn't one of our factories.

Has Evelyn considered my proposal?

She's not ready to join in a treaty with you which may pit us against New Delphi.

Trading? Yes.

Armaments? A mutual defense pact?

Not now.

Evelyn wished to give you this.

A Derringer?

One of these killed Abraham Lincoln.

A

thoughtful

gift. You obviously learned a lot about me on your last visit.

A passion for weapons is hard to forget. I would prefer you remember me for

something more inspiring.

And what would that be?

Hope.

Gone are the days when darkness is something to fear.

With this technology, the lights of Vega will shine as a beacon of hope for a

thousand years.

Along with food and our medicines.

I can offer 500 brides, all of childbearing age, in exchange for the

technology to build our own reactor.

There'll be time to negotiate later.

My men will show you the bungalows where you can rest and freshen up after your

flight.

Thank you, David.

And tomorrow night you'll be my guest at the early Jubilee in the Grand Arena.

The small gesture the House of Wheel makes to inspire and entertain the city.

Good night, Eureka.

Good night.

I wonder if the bride she was offering would be

spies.

Possible. We have so much they don't.

Helena has the only air force in the cradle, a fleet of aircraft they

inherited from Hilly Air Force Base.

The crippled ricin won't be an obstacle much longer once we have consolidated

our position and you've been made lord of the city.

The one hero is an ally.

Cheap.

I see you still like the highest perch.

It's been 15 years.

I thought you were dead.

14 and a half, but who's counting?

What does everyone else think?

The same.

David Weill built you a statue in memoriam.

That's... creepy.

It's not a good likeness.

Looks more like Weill than you.

He hasn't changed.

We all assumed the tattoos were lost to us.

No.

Have you deciphered any of them?

It isn't just a language to decipher.

It's something else.

And from what I could find, there's no historical equivalent.

Much of the last 14 years were spent on wild goose chases, looking for the names

of prophets I'd misspelled, or tasks I thought I was commanded to carry out.

Other than the vicar prayer of exorcism, which must have been a fluke.

The rest of the tattoos are indecipherable.

How is he?

What's he like?

Undisciplined.

Strong world.

Passionate.

Mercurial.

Can you bring him to me?

Yes.

Everything's about to change.

War's coming.

People have lived inside these walls so long they've forgotten they're not

prisoners.

Father, there's something that I need to tell you. I'm stepping down from ruling

Vega.

The city is strong enough to give power back to the people.

Let them make their own way going forward.

The people are not ready.

Vega is not ready.

And Senator Wheel will never give up power that easily. He won't allow the

people to govern themselves.

Father, if you step down in the name of democracy, he will turn this city into a

dictatorship.

And what do you think it is now?

You're a good man.

Am I?

Why now?

We have worked so hard to build this city into what it is.

You can't just give up.

I'm not giving up.

I'm moving forward. So should you.

You have the strength of character that Vega desperately needs, Claire.

You'll be important to its survival, and soon you'll be called on to protect it.

So, what was it you wished to tell me?

Nothing.

No, there's nothing.

You're as paranoid as ever.

If that were true, you'd be dead.

Tell me about the boy.

I've never seen any of your children before.

Why bring him here?

Rowan isn't one of our children.

He's favored by Avalanche.

Don'ts on him like an adopted son.

Oh.

He's a savant.

Knows 20 languages, can play a Bach piano concerto, research Shakespeare.

His knowledge of history is astonishing.

He's amazing.

Teaching us many things, but he's painfully shy and needs to be treated

gently.

Rowan wanted to see the great city of Vega, and Evelyn denies him nothing.

She believes he's special.

Very special.

And you?

I've never seen a child quite like him.

A boy with those gifts could be useful to Vega.

He's not for sale.

Everything has a price.

She wants to see you upstairs.

I need some stuff from the supply center for tonight.

Yes, ma'am. I need these filled by early afternoon.

Yes, ma'am. Listen, something is happening with my father that could

change everything.

I couldn't bring it up to him.

So, tonight, after the Jubilee...

We leave as planned.

That'll be all, thank you.

Come with me.

You've trained him well, Michael.

Dad?

How did you get here?

I came back last night.

To see you.

To talk. I'm not interested in anything you have to say.

You gave me up.

A scribbled note left in the night made that clear.

Do you remember what it said?

I do.

You'll be an orphan now, Alex. I didn't think I'd make it back. I was 11.

You left me alone.

You had Michael.

He isn't even human.

Human enough to side with us against his own.

The only one to fight for us.

Without Michael, we would have lost the war.

Alex, nothing's been done that wasn't necessary.

Necessary?

Do you realize by making me an orphan, you put me in the lowest caste?

A one.

If I hadn't become a soldier, I wouldn't have had anywhere to sleep or anything

to eat.

You basically left me to die.

It isn't the life I would have chosen for you. None of it is.

And you, you knew this all along.

Alex.

You go back to whatever hole you crawled out of.

You don't have a son.

We need to bring the council together today before the Jubilee.

Did I do the right thing for Alex?

That remains to be seen.

They found this at the altar.

I don't understand.

The angels took everything from us.

And there are idiots who still worship them.

I know, but the Acolytes are still a small and secretive group. They can't

hide forever.

Good. My followers will find them.

Keep them searching.

Caught outside the city walls this morning trying to find a way inside.

You brought one into the city?

People need to be reminded of what we're up against.

And who's protected them all this time.

Sharpening that like you're going to kill somebody.

Yeah, you.

You're late. I was working in the laundry and they wouldn't let me go.

I'm sorry.

I had a bad day.

You want to talk about it?

It's in the past.

Bixby, you're going to meet me at the south entrance of the arena.

Access is restricted to V2 and above.

Can you get in?

Yeah.

10 p.m. tonight.

Do you understand?

You can't be late.

What's going on? You'll see.

And Bixby, you can't tell anyone.

You got it?

She's more of a man than you.

What's Michael being so cryptic about?

Yeah.

I'm alive.

How?

Thick-headedness.

I haven't been able to decipher anything of substance from the tattoos.

Can Michael?

No. But, more importantly, I found Gabriel.

What?

Because it was wishful thinking that he might have died in the bombings.

He's built a fortress in an army of the possessed in the mountains outside of

Boulder.

They seem to have adapted.

Gabriel's massing for another war.

It gets worse.

A few of the higher angels have joined Gabriel and they can appear perfectly

human. In the same way as Michael and Gabriel?

Yes.

They belong to the second sphere of angels.

The powers.

They were born to be warriors, to keep the other angels in line.

And like Gabriel, some of them have always hated man.

The powers are far more dangerous than the angels that possessed mankind during

the extermination.

I had hoped they would sit out this war.

Gabriel's obviously persuaded some of them to join him.

His name is Furiad.

We should cancel the Jubilee.

Alert the city.

Agreed.

All of this has convinced me it's time to reveal the Chosen One.

You know who it is?

Yeah. Who?

We will tell you soon enough.

I don't have time for this.

There's no Chosen One, no one coming to save us. There never was.

We're the Chosen Ones, not some imaginary savior.

That isn't true.

The Savior's real.

The baby lived.

That's your delusion, not mine.

So the baby lived?

Many babies lived.

We lived.

Hear them out, David.

Michael has never misled us.

Michael may not be a mystery to you, Madam Consul, but he is to me.

What were you planning on doing?

Find some random child and tell us he's the baby?

What? Proof do we have?

How do we measure him? On your word alone?

You have faith.

Oh, that died a long time ago, Archangel, when your kind laid waste to

my planet.

And war is coming?

Not news to me.

It never ended.

We are the angels' natural enemy.

It won't be over until either they're extinct...

Or we are.

And what we have to do is prepare everyone for that inevitability.

Lead them.

And we lead them by attending the Jubilee.

People need a release from the stress of the city.

But more important, they need something to inspire them.

So, General, tonight has to go forward. We cannot cancel.

After that, I'll be the first to reconvene here, roll my sleeves up, and

do whatever it takes to keep us safe.

But don't ask me to put my faith in some child god.

A savior.

I'll never do it again.

We should cancel the Jubilee.

Tonight goes ahead.

to have you.

Let's work.

Nothing more.

Evelyn will see it that way.

Nothing to say to you.

Then I'll do the talking.

I never knew there were any pictures of my mother.

This is the only one.

Been my good luck charm all these years.

Now it's yours.

Welcome, Vega!

Tonight we celebrate our resilience, our fortitude,

and our collective current.

Every year we use this, our Jubilee, to be reminded of the past, but also

to look forward.

And it is in that spirit of looking forward that I have an announcement to

make of incredible importance to this, our beloved city, to Vegas.

Tonight, our city will become stronger.

It will become unified.

Because tonight, it is my great pleasure to announce the engagement of Claire

Rison to William Wheel.

Come on, son.

Come and take a bow.

Come on, Claire, stand up.

Through their marriage, we will join Vegas' two greatest houses, the house of

Ryzen and Wheel, thus securing the safety and future of this

wondrous city.

Now, as is our custom, at the Jubilee, we celebrate the soldiers who stand on

our walls, who protect us, keep us safe, so that we can enjoy this life.

But tonight, we have something extra special.

Come on, Ford!

is willing to be the greatest champion, a legend, for filling 22 eight balls in

battle with nothing but his knife. Let's hear it for Thomas.

Well,

Thomas, it's time to meet the 23rd.

Okay, settle down now.

There's nothing to fear. We are in complete control. You allowed him to

bring one into the city.

I had no idea.

To be reminded of what we face.

What is out there.

Waiting for us.

The thing that asks nothing but takes all.

It must be destroyed.

How the hell did they get that close without us knowing?

Get Kyle and Rice in the bunker right now. Stay there until I come and get

you.

I don't have enough time right now. I gotta get out of here.

They breached the city's defenses.

We managed to destroy one of them, but two made it over the wall.

Where are they headed?

The reactor, sir.

Reinforce the compound.

Use every available unit.

Don't take a be the steer, Mikkel.

Banuk dasu a be the steer.

Liga bantak esti. La domo sugel jua.

Let's go.

Leave. Right now. Tonight.

Leave the city. It's under attack.

This is a code red.

It's perfect.

By the time they begin looking for us, we'll be halfway to Delphi.

I can't.

Not right now. My father needs me and Vega needs us. We have to stay and

protect the city.

Nobody is going to tell me who to marry, Alex.

What makes you think you can have a choice, huh?

If we go through that door, Claire, we're staying.

We're never going to leave.

Alex, I promise, I promise I will make this right.

Sir, what's...

Get me a picture.

Sir, the reactor camera is not there anymore.

Every camera in the city is dark.

What are you doing? Michael needs my help. Michael can handle himself.

Get out of my way. This bunker is breached. All of Vegas' leaders are

within these walls.

Claire, she's your responsibility. You need it here.

I need it out there more.

We can't help them now.

No one can.

It won't take long to restore power to Vega. We'll soon get our defenses back

online.

I have every confidence in you, David.

I was so worried.

Thank the Savior you're all right.

You're ready.

I... I believe in you.

You... You are the chosen one.

The last words from a dying brain.

That man was hallucinating.

Ridiculous.

Arrest her.

You have to believe me, David. We had no part in this. And round up her

entourage. I had no idea what Rowan was. He was deceiving all of us. What would

we have to gain? Please, think.

I am.

General, please. You must listen to me.

Go. I don't want her hurt.

Arresting Eureka could spark another war.

We're already at war.

They brought that thing into the city and it killed Jeep. And you unleashed

that monstrosity of the Jubilee.

How's this any different?

You knew what you were doing.

He's not sure that she did. Vega has become unfocused.

And so have you.

My little demonstration couldn't have worked any better.

Now we'll all be ready for the battle that's coming.

So, Alex Lannan, show us your arms.

Who's that?

Bixby.

Designation? V1.

V1? What is she doing here? She's with me.

She's under my protection.

The protection of House Rison.

Well, she better be able to keep a secret.

Because no one here...

It's gonna be the word of this to anyone until we figure out what it all means.

Is that understood?

You should be quiet.

I promise.

I'm fine.

What happened?

The reactor was damaged, but containment held.

The boy was an angel.

Another member of the powers.

That's why he was able to pass through our scanners.

Jeep was right.

More than one higher angel has joined Gabriel in his war against us.

Cover up.

Make sure none of the tattoos show.

Alex is the baby I saved all those years ago.

is under my protection.

I don't believe this Alex Lannan is the chosen one, or even that the baby was

ever real.

You saw the tattoos. You saw what happened. I saw the tattoos transfer

from Jeep to Alex.

But I've seen more extraordinary things happen since this insanity began. And so

have I.

The tattoos are a harbinger of what's to come.

They will usher in a period of hope.

Save it for your flock, William.

Religious theater is one thing. This is politics.

My faith is not a theater, nor is it a delusion.

But I'm not bowing to anyone.

And you aren't either.

Alex Landlin is now our greatest threat.

And Claire Rison is in love with him, which makes your union that much harder.

What?

You're wrong. He's just a guard. Not anymore.

William, come on. I'm sorry, but your feelings for Claire have obviously

blinded you to what was plain to see in that room.

Which makes it more imperative than ever that we take full control of Vega.

Evelyn isn't going to like us holding Eureka in prison.

Ryzen thought she was innocent.

She seemed to be speaking the truth when she said she had no idea what Rome was.

I don't care.

That city is full of assassins. How do you think Evelyn came to power? You know

Eureka is Evelyn's wife, don't you?

Don't agree with Ryzen about anything.

Ever again.

Get me unit commanders.

This is for... I need a word.

Now.

Leave us. Yes, sir.

How could you do this to me?

I am not a chess piece to be traded for advantage.

And you lied to me.

You knew I'd never go for it, so you decided to just spring it on me in front

of the whole city to force me against my will.

You said it yourself.

Weald will not cede power on his own. And I can't rule Vega forever.

I'm...

We need to join House Weal with House Rison and give the people a government

that's united.

Then, over time, from the inside, you can guide Vega towards a republic.

William is not like David. He wants the same things I do.

We need Vega strong, not subjugated.

Everything is strategy and tactics to you, isn't it?

Even your own family.

I don't love him.

Does that not mean anything to you?

Yes, it does.

I love Alex.

I do.

He's a good man.

He saved your life.

And you have misplaced feelings for him. My feelings are not misplaced.

I love him.

And Jeep says he's the chosen one.

I have no idea what he is.

I deal with things I understand.

Facts, not fiction.

And what I do know is that your destiny is too important to the future of this

city to be derailed by you choosing the wrong man.

We all do things, Claire.

Things we hate to do.

Your mother was possessed the first night of the war.

She went crazy and came after you.

killed you if I hadn't stopped her.

This must be done. You must marry William. You must lead Vega.

Notify the next of kin and burn the bodies.

You were never alone.

When Jeep left, you were never alone.

I watched over you.

I made sure you joined the army.

I formed the Archangel Corps so that I could stay close to you without arising

suspicion.

Everything was done so you could train in secret.

No one could know who you were.

Am I supposed to thank you?

Thank Jeep for all of this?

No.

It just is.

As your father, Jeep held the tattoos on his body for when you were ready.

He knew it might mean his death.

I'm not ready.

I'm no savior.

You are.

It's up to you to decipher the tattoos.

I bore them on my body before they were transferred onto Jeep's.

But they were always meant for the chosen one.

First the... Tattoos were on you, then they were on Jeep, then they were on me.

How do I know they're not meant for someone else?

What are they?

Our fate.

Our hope.

Written in a language long since forgotten.

One even I don't know.

Can you show them to me?

Can you read them?

I can't.

You must.

This is war, and only one side can win.

What's in those tattoos will guide you through what's to come.

They will lay out the path through which mankind can be redeemed and Gabriel and

his legions pushed back.

But this path will not be easily traversed.

At every step, you must choose which course to take.

I believe you are the only one that can end this war.

I'm just a man, Michael.

nothing is ever certain but jeep had hope alex he had

faith in you and so do i

try can you discern anything

My son.

William.

We found him.

The longer I've lived among the humans, the more I've learned to respect them.

Not because they're noble.

Or somehow worthy of love.

Of respect.

No.

I'm not deluded by their small accomplishments.

Their art.

Their weapons of war.

I was soaring the heavens when they were living in caves clawing for worms to

eat.

But after the last thirty years, I now more clearly

recognize their tenacity, the way

they cling to their miserable lives, their ability

to fight.

Still lie.

Even kill their own.

Demonstrating their will to survive at any cost.

That sets them apart from other creatures.

But make no mistake.

The lonely...

has more in common with mankind than any angel.

And that is why they must be destroyed.

They were given our birthright, gifted a paradise,

and some great pestilence.

And turn this planet into a polluted husk.

A place of destruction and hatred.

What I do now is a service.

A cleansing.

A return to Balin.

And when the last of them is nothing more than a memory, I will breathe easy.

And so will he.

And maybe then, his long disappointments both of them,

our father will return to us.