Global Crossing: Empire of Stars

"Angelos, could you lay down your life for a righteous cause in a time of crisis?"

"I can!" the radiant soul replied firmly.

"Angelos, could you remain true to yourself through the quiet, ordinary days?"

"I can!" the radiant soul replied firmly.

This was a conversation between souls. Any hesitation would be magnified without limit. It was like a crack opening in a dam, only to be instantly consumed by the burning sacred fire.

"In the name of all people, I grant you the divine power to purge!"

Amid a divine voice that shook the soul, boundless divine power coursed through Angelos's body and mind. Golden sacred fire blazed, reducing every shadowed inch of his body and soul to ash.

Time from the past slowly peeled away from the River of Fate. From the illusory river, Angelos glimpsed the many scenes he had lived through as a mortal: the brotherhood of comrades, the unyielding battles, the steadfast faith, and the agony of being battered and bruised. All of it

wrapped around the warrior and became Golden Yellow Power Armor.

A pair of magnificent wings unfurled, becoming a force that banished demons beneath the high heavens. In an instant, the heroic spirits who had fought across the planet felt as if they had been washed in warm water. All their weariness and wounds vanished beneath the angels' radiance.

A new War Angel had been born. Baptized by the essence of Lord of Change, whom he had slain, Angelos broke through the limits of mortal existence in an instant. Guided by the Emperor, he withstood the flood of information about the laws of reality and successfully completed the elevation of his very nature.

A Holy Spirit Angel was the embodiment of the Emperor's Will. To become one, a person had to understand