An angel has fallen in the graveyard with no one around. Dost he still make a sound?

It was a rainy night and the Graveyard inside the city of Bolitaria was quiet. No one visiting the graves of the dead and no grave robbers. Which was good because if there was they'd have noticed a small purple ball falling into the graveyard. When the ball landed it made no noise but it did cause a minor tremor inside the graveyard. A few moments later the ball faded away and revealed a shirtless and scarred man with blackened wings and a sword. The man, known as Inmento, stood up and began to look around. "Hmm. I seem to be in a graveyard...Hsst!" He spoke as he rolled his shoulder. The fall really did hurt.

"Alright so...Time to figure out where I am," Inmento thought to himself as he began to walk towards a gate. On the way there he saw a black robe and a small blindfold. He went towards their location and picked them both up putting them on. Being a fallen angel now he could see through the blindfold easily and the robe matched his pants.

He headed back for the gate and he was about to leave when a small voice was heard. "The once holy has now fallen. The once immortal is now mortal. The fallen seeks knowledge of his location in Bolitaria and Bolitaria seeks knowledge about his location,"

Inmento knew what that meant. He knew the name of the city he was in, Bolitaria, and he could only assume that it needed someone like him in it's army. So that what he decided he'd do. However before he began to walk into city limits he didn't turn his head but he did ask a question. "Are you the gravekeeper?" To which the voice responded. "I am a gravekeeper and yet I am not. I work here and tend the field and bury the bodies but yet I also do not work here. I can be whatever I need to be," The voice responded.

Inmento let out a smirk and he began to walk away from the gate and towards the city. Tomorrow was another day and even though he was no longer in the grace of God he still had what it would take to survive. He has been unaware of the fact that it took him almost 200 years to fall. This is where his first story ends and his second story begins. Inmento, an angel who fell from grace, now apart of an army for a city helping to protect people and still get what he wants done as well. Not even he expected that.