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Armageddon: What Is This AU?

The Armageddon AU is an apocalyptic alternate timeline of Obey Me in which the exchange program was never created. This page is dedicated to all the juicy details of this AU that people (mostly me) cook up in our free time. Any and all contributions, whether it be headcanons, further lore development, speculation, art, or fanfiction, are wholeheartedly welcomed.

Be aware that this AU, by nature, is extremely dark and contains disturbing subject matter that may not be suitable to everyone. No punches are pulled here; this is an apocalypse.

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To keep away from one intimidating essay, the main timeline is split up over a series of Lore Posts:

Lore I - The Beginnings of Destruction

Lore II - A Disrupted Balance

Lore III - A Scorched Celestial Realm

Lore IV - Hell Frozen Over

Lore V - Power-Sick

Lore VI - The Move to the Human World

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There are also Character Files, which detail the roles of specific Obey Me characters in this AU:

Character File: Simeon

Character File: Luke

Character File: Satan

Character File: Michael

Character File: Raphael

Character File: Diavolo

Regarding MC

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Imagine Michael knowing the war is about to break out before it actually happens and he keeps saying really weird things like “I don’t trust Father anymore” and “the Celestial Realm is going to burn” and Luke is just like “HUH??? EXCUSE ME???” but Michael won’t elaborate 

And then a few weeks later, Michael suddenly isn’t talking to anyone anymore 

Like seriously.

Imagine this.

Black background with white text reading “ “I gave you my sword, my heart and my faith."

fading to an image underneath, of Raphael’s silhouette staring out into a destroyed Celestial Realm

“But now the sky is burning, and I scream and wonder...”

Gahhhhh I have so many ideas in my head if only I had skill

Some day I’d really like to get art of this AU captioned with matching “Together, Against The Sisters” lyrics 

Art of Armageddon AU!Satan by the very talented @luyo-mi​!

Character Files?

I’m considering putting additions on this blog called Character Files, where each post goes in depth about a specific character’s role in this AU. But at the same time I want to give others room to contribute, so I’m not sure yet.

Character Files and their statuses

Figured since some people are waiting on character files, I’d give you guys an idea of where I am in developing them.

So far, the only character file that has been released is Simeon’s.

I have a few others that I’ve already planned out in quite a bit of detail, but just haven’t released yet. The reason why is simple: I’m spacing out my posts so I don’t run out of content. It’s my way of keeping the blog alive and running.

The ones I have planned but are “on hold” for this reason are:

-Luke (in my drafts)

-Diavolo

-Michael (in my drafts)

-Satan (in my drafts)

-Raphael (in my drafts)

Then there are the ones who I, quite frankly, have no idea what I’m doing with them. Recommendations are very much welcomed.

-Lucifer

-Beelzebub

-Belphegor

-Mammon

-Leviathan

-Asmodeus

-Mephistopheles

-Thirteen

-Solomon 

-Great Witch Maddi

I have a question. How has Beel been doing? probably horrible, I'd imagine. but.. the food problem. how would he be handling it? would he resort cannabalism? or...?

...good question. I never entirely figured that out. I toyed with a few things, but never found something I really liked.

A while ago, someone brought up the idea of Beel taking a bite out of Belphie, and there being a big bite mark on Belphie reminding Beel of what he did. I do like that idea.

I also toyed with the possibility of the brothers sealing Beelzebub in some kind of artifact or pocket-dimension to keep him from eating them. I have mixed feelings on this one. On one hand, it probably makes the most sense because we all know Beel would be incredibly dangerous otherwise, but something just doesn't feel right.

There's also the possibility of Beel turning his hunger on anyone who threatens the brothers. The brothers would face many threats from all parties during the war, and Beel would have no problem munching down a few of them. He may get his sustenance from their enemies on the battlefield.

Honestly, I'd love to hear other opinions on this.

I imagine Solomon in this AU is just wondering what the fuck is going on 

An Unexpected Visit

(Takes place between Lore VI and Lore VII. Major characters: Solomon and Thirteen. ~1200 words)

MICHAEL

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Solomon: [Michael?]

Solomon: [Michael?]

Solomon: [Michael?]

Solomon: [Michael?]

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It had been one hundred and eight days exactly since Solomon had sent his first mildly-panicked message to Michael. Exactly one hundred and eight days that Michael had ignored him. No, not ignored him. The messages didn’t show up as “read” like they had with Raphael. It had been at least one hundred and eight days of Michael not checking his messages.

No one else was responding to messages anymore, either. Solomon had tried reaching out to Simeon and Raphael again, only to be met with silence. He’d tried contacting Asmodeus, who he’d been sure would have called him immediately to explain everything, eager to talk to him again... only to be met with silence. Day in and day out, Solomon had been surrounded with silence.

Today was no exception. Once again, Solomon got no response.

Solomon sat at his desk, his drooping, tired head held up only by the hand obscuring half his face.

What is going on?

The words rattled in his head like an obsessive chant, holding him together just as much as they were destroying him. It was all he could think about anymore. It was shattering his brain and holding it together with weak glue.

It had started out with the power of the realms. Solomon had detected major disturbances in the power balance, disturbances that continued to fluctuate over the days. One day, it was the Devildom being more powerful than the Celestial Realm and throwing off the balance; the next day, it would be the Celestial Realm. At that point, Solomon had been worried, but not concerned.

He got concerned when the power jumped a tenfold. Then twenty-fold. Soon, thirty-fold. Before long, Solomon had to ask whether it was possible for either realm to sustain these power levels safely, even if they were in balance with each other.

The answer was no.

Every bit of research Solomon had done pointed to the obvious. The power levels he observed were not safe nor sustainable. Either his power estimates were innacurate- and his magical intuition had never been wrong in his two-thousand-year life- or something was very, very wrong.

Books littered the floor, pages dog-eared and spines cracked from books held open by the floor. Papers were strewn everywhere, a vast sea of white and aged beige leaving hardly a crack of wooden tile left. Sections of floor that were exposed bore large footprints, worn into the wood by countless hours of pacing.

None of it had gotten him anywhere. Well, nowhere useful. All of it gave him more and more reason to be concerned.

The sorcerer dug his nails into his face.

What now?

Crash.

The sound of shattering glass rang through the air.

Solomon froze up, considering the possibilities. Was it an aggressor? Was it some angel or demon, finally ready to give answers? Or some human looter taking advantage of the chaos?

It wasn’t long before a familiar voice rang through the hall.

“Solomon!” It was Thirteen. And she sounded none too happy.

Despite her angry tone, the sorcerer breathed a sigh of relief. If Thirteen was here for another game on his soul, perhaps he could get some sense of normalcy, even for a second. Maybe seeing Thirteen’s indignant pout of defeat could cheer him up, even just slightly.

“I’m in here.” He called out, standing up from his desk, pushing out his chair and turning to face the door.

Fast, light footsteps pattered down the hall, followed by the whoosh of sliding paper.

“Wha- AAAH!”

Thunk.

The reaper was sprawled out on her stomach on the floor, having slid on Solomon’s carpet of research papers. The wind was knocked out of her for a moment before she vigorously pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, and then to her feet.

“Hey!” She yelled, lunging herself forward a few steps in his direction. “What was that about?! Setting traps is my-” She paused, her green, lizardlike eyes widening as her head tilted slightly to the side. “You don’t look so good.”

She wasn’t wrong. The sorcerer’s eyes were sunken and weary, drooping into dark circles from countless sleepless nights. He’d lost weight- he’d forgotten to eat a fair few times while studying. The absolute mess that was his workspace certainly didn’t help.

“I guess not.” Solomon said with a frown, stepping away from his desk.

“Uh, anyway...” Thirteen said with an awkward blink, before her tone hardened once more. “I came here to ask you what the hell is going on.”

“If this is about what I think it’s about, I wish I knew.” The sorcerer said soberly, casting his eyes across the books and papers scattered around the room.

“All my candles are burning super fast now.” Thirteen said. “It’s insane. Usually they burn at a steady pace, but now I have candles that were nearly full the other day rapidly burning below halfway! The death rates have been ridiculous! Do you understand how hard it is to be a reaper, even when conditions are normal? Trying to keep up with all of this is so aggravating! What’s going on?! Is this some prank?!”

For a moment, Solomon just looked at her with wide eyes. Then, with a soft sigh, he lowered his head into his hand. The only thing the wise sorcerer could utter was, “Fuck.”

“What the hell kind of answer is that?! Tell me what’s going on, now!” Thirteen stepped toward him.

Solomon shook his head grimly, taking a step back and looking back up at Thirteen. “Something is seriously wrong with the power balance between the realms, and both the Celestial Realm and the Devildom appear to be launching attacks on the Human World.” He explained.

“Okay, the attacks explain the deaths. But what about the candles burning so weirdly? Usually, I’d know far in advance if something like this was going to happen!”

“Magic is woven so deeply into the three realms that any disruption of it can prove dangerous. With the magic of two of the three realms severely skewed, it’s likely they’re suffering immense consequences. With how high the Celestial Realm and the Devildom’s power are right now, I’m surprised either realm is even habitable; no being should be able to withstand that much power asides from God and the Demon King themselves. This power boost only started a few months ago and very likely wasn’t meant to happen, so it has severely interrupted the lifespans of angels and demons alike.”

Thirteen’s eyes widened.

“Now that I think about it, it was getting quite cold in my cave. I couldn’t help but feel something was off” She frowned. “I guess my cave was somewhat sheltered, and I hadn’t left it at all the past few months until I teleported to the human world to come get you.”

“I have to say, I’m flattered you came to me first.” Solomon said with a smile that immediately earned him a nasty glare from Thirteen.

“It’s not like that!” She protested. She took a deep breath and composed herself, “It’s just… you’re the most powerful sorcerer around, right? I figured that if this wasn’t just some prank by you to make my job harder, then you’d at the very least be knowledgeable enough to help.”

“Unfortunately, you may be disappointed.” Solomon replied with a bitter smile. “I’ve been researching this every since the first signs, and I haven’t made much progress. Everything I’ve read points to bad signs, and it doesn’t help that I can’t get any information out of anyone.”

Thirteen scoffed. “Well, you’d better find something soon, sorcerer.”

“Say, Thirteen...” Solomon cracked a smile. “How would you like to work together on this?”

Thirteen’s eyes widened, and for a long moment, she was silent. Eventually, she let out a soft sigh and stepped toward him.

“Fine.”

Character File: Luke

Out of all the major angel characters, Luke is the least scathed. His protective magic shielded him from the worst of the Celestial Realm’s power, leaving him with only skin-deep injuries. He has mild scarring on his face, arms and legs from sunburn, but his eyes were spared any real damage, leaving him one of the only angels left with fully functional vision.

As such, Luke views it as his responsibility to help his fellow angels who have lost their sight. He overexerts himself trying to be the eyes of others, attempting to make up for his guilt- maybe if he’d thought to put one of his protective blessings on his friends, they would have been spared.

Though Luke wants to do everything he can to help the angels around him, Simeon sees Luke’s sight as a danger. If Father were to find out Luke could still see, Luke would be sent into war. It wouldn’t matter that he was only a child; Father had no qualms about throwing a ten-year-old into the bloodbath of war. As such, while they were still in the Celestial Realm, Simeon made Luke hide the fact that he could still see by making him wear a blindfold in public at all times- much to Luke’s indignance. The two frequently got into arguments over this.

However, Simeon later lightened up on this rule, after he was drafted to go fight the war in the Human World. By this point, the Celestial Realm had become so horrifically marred by its own power that even Luke was beginning to suffer the effects, and Simeon ultimately decided that Luke would be safer in the Human World than in the Celestial Realm. As such, he smuggled Luke into the Human World when he was sent down to battle. After this, Luke resides in the military camp with Simeon, where he helps the soldiers with tasks that require his vision. Due to not being an official soldier, Luke is not burdened with the dirty work that the other angels are. He does not go into battle or carry out war-related missions. This is, once again, by Simeon’s order. Whereas the two used to argue over the blindfold, now they argue over whether Luke can charge into battle with his comrades.

Most all the angels in the military camp are aware of Luke’s sight by now, but it’s extremely taboo. Everyone knows, but no one dares speak of it. They accept his help and say nothing of it. None of them want to say anything that would incriminate themselves if Father found out about the secret that was kept from him. And, quite frankly, all of them were too uncomfortable with breaking the rules in such a way to even want to acknowledge it.

If this were pre-war, most of these angels would have definitely ratted Luke and Simeon out to Father, but by now most of the angels are at a similar point to Simeon. They’re beginning to lose their faith in Father after seeing the destruction of their homeland, and some have even stopped caring overall, knowing deep down that none of them would survive no matter how well they followed the rules. Even Raphael is at a point where he’s beginning to doubt Father, so at Michael’s request he let the situation with Luke slide and turned his cheek. Luke’s help was also very useful to them because he could see, so they didn’t want to lose that resource. Overall, everyone had reasons to be quiet, and Luke’s position became one of many uncomfortable, unspoken truths across the camp.

As the exchange program does not exist in this AU, Luke has never met demons asides from some hostile encounters here and there.

Luke has not spoken with Michael in quite a while, as Michael has isolated himself for reasons that will be delved into in his character file. I’ll leave it up to speculation whether Luke knows why, and how he feels about it.