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Raphaela (from Raphael, UK: /ˈræfeɪəl/ RAF-ay-əl, US: /ˈræfiəl, ˈreɪf-/ RA(Y)F-ee-əl; “God has healed”) is an archangel identified with healing, and in other beliefs, is understood to be the unnamed angel standing eternally with a trumpet to lips, ready to announce the Day of Judgment. In one of a written book, Raphaela disguises as a human while acting as a physician and expelling demons, and in another book Raphaela is “set over all disease and every wound of the children of the people”, and binds the armies of demons and throws them into the valley of fire.
God grants the name Raphaela as the Rescuer, and appointed Raphaela as the Angel of Healing, who has all the celestial remedies, the types of the medical remedies used on Earth. In another text, Raphaela is called the “Angel of Peace” (Hebrew: שַׂר־שָׁלוֹם Śar Šālōm) for imposing peace in God’s heights, conforming the reconciliation between an angel to God’s right and another to His left, signifying Raphaela being the Archangel of Air that establishes peace between Fire and Water. Raphaela is most commonly associated with the Sun.
Certain sources indicate that, created at the beginning of time, Raphaela possesses multiple wings, and is so tall as to be able to reach from the earth to the pillars of heaven. A beautiful angel who is a master of music, Raphaela sings praises to God in a thousand different languages, the breath of which is used to inject life into hosts of angels who add to the songs themselves.
In another account, Raphaela disguises as a human while acting as a physician. As she comes near the outer border of a city, she encounters a lost boy with whom she travels with until dawn, guiding him back home after healing his wounds. As the city turns small behind them, the ocean softens into rolling blue silk beneath the early morning light.
When they reach the edge of the sea, she watches the tide pulls back, the wind slowing, and then the sea splits. Water lifts upward in a towering wall before them, spiraling and twisting as a young man crowned in coral emerges. The water itself bends around His presence, carrying the crushing weight of the abyss itself.
An ancient, terrifying being; The Lemurian Sea God.
The boy slips from Raphaela’s arms and bows low above the water. The Sea God’s gaze settles first upon the boy, relief flickering across his face so quickly it is almost invisible, before his eyes lift toward the angel.
“A child of heaven,” the Sea God said, his voice deep as the sound reverberates against the ocean walls. “Carrying the deep’s devotee.”
After all, Raphaela is considered a protector and healer, and so the patron of travelers, the blind, happy meetings, nurses, physicians, medical workers, matchmakers, marriage, and studies. Angels are not meant to interfere with the civilizations beneath the surface. Sea creatures least of all. The ocean belongs to another ancient powers even heaven treats carefully, it belongs to the deepspace.
“You smell of storms,” he murmurs.
Raphaela blinks once. “I guide them.”
“Hm.” For a moment, the Sea God regards the angel with quiet intensity. “Raphaela of the heavens,” he says, “you have my gratitude.”
The Sea God’s gaze lingers on the angel a moment longer before he vanishes beneath the waves with the young boy, leaving only the endless sound of the sea behind. And long after sunrise paints the shore gold, Raphaela remains standing there, staring out toward the horizon where sky and ocean touched as one.
Come the storms guided by the Archangel of Air, the once revered “Angel of Peace.”
In a forbidden tome of R, it is revealed that Raphaela spends more time disguising as a human guide, protector, and healer which then becomes a faucet for her to meet Lemurians and their Sea God when she goes about her days, the people from beneath the surface whom she later concludes does not appear to be as harmful as history made them out to be.
Instead, having long been touched by the music of love by the Lemurians, Raphaela is unprepared for the moment she is summoned into the sky.