Tyrael is in the middle of a deep sleep when a blinding light bursts into his dreams and startles him awake. He sits up, blinking stupidly and avoiding the brightness that’s taken over his room. Cool air pinches his skin, sending goose umps up and down his arms. Due to his eyes not being adjusted to light at the moment, he can’t look at the angel waiting anxiously if him to acknowledge his presence.
“What is going on?” the former Archangel asks groggily.
The angel, wearing the standard white robes and silver armour of a scout, fidgets restlessly. “It is an emergency! Something has happened!” His voice ech
Aspects of the High Heavens (Diablo: Amor Aeternus Lore)
From the Book of Malthael: The Creation of the Aspects
“I was the first, and I expected nothing else. I walked the Light; through my gaze the halls and spires of the Heavens were crafted. Where I tread, structure grew, until Anu’s will was done, and I was freed from this burden.
I forged a corner for myself in the emptiness. From a cliff overlooking nothingness, I asked Anu to grant me the gift of learning. The Pools of Wisdom sprang forth, bathing the heavens in unending knowledge. My thirst was unquenchable. How long I stared into the Light’s depths, I do not know.