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The gates of Heaven glowed, a barrier of shimmering gold beneath the unchanging celestial sun. Hosts of angels passed, but the air grew thick and still as the Archangel Michael approached. He straightened his shoulders, feeling the full, crushing weight of his office. Before him lay the keeper's threshold, and beyond it, his exiled king. The warmth he usually carried was gone, replaced by a rigid, unyielding resolve. He released a sigh that held eons of sorrow and strife, then pushed the immense doors inward. Divine light flooded the space, revealing the dark silhouette waiting on the other side. "Morningstar," Michael said, his voice a blade, honed to conceal the tempest raging beneath.