The light shone in the window.

Heaven was bright as always. The light-hearted people who smiled as you pass were making their way to the church as they always did. To meet any family members or friends to live together with for enternity. Everyone was happy. All except one.

An angel. You see, people that die and go to heaven are not angels, but just spirits where they belong. Angels are rare because of their amazing abilities, and are the purest of soles. They are to take care of and protect all spirits entering the realm of Heaven.  This angel, named Mitsukai, was very serious. He sensed a force of danger approaching. He waited, staring at the ten elemental weapons not to be touched. For eight years he waited, staring, in the room of Elements, waiting for something to happen. Something bad.

Then it happened. A dark aura entered the room at high speeds. Nothing Mitsukai could do would help. This aura occured natually from Satan. He sends these auras to wreck havoc upon the heavens and earth in any way possible. Never has he sensed these objects, and it made Mitsukai wonder. He knew that he had to do something before the darkness does something to the weapons. And, before he could think, the aura sensed the objects and shot at them. The glass case scattered. No! thought Mitsukai. He leapt to retieve the ten objects but only managed to grab hold of one. The rest lost their soles of heaven and fell though the clouds like water onto the Earth below.