;Cool. And you just want to show God that free will for your kind is hot biscuits and gravy. Then why fuck with us mortals? Whats with all the temptation and corruption?"
"Who said that was me? Oh yes, everyone. " Lucifer released Spyders arm and they sat on a stone bench on the edge of the square. "I have to take some responsibility for that. Millions of angels came with me when father threw me out and changed the locks. I had to give them something to do. "
"All those monks and nuns, Jesus in the desert, all the visions of all those righteous types, none of that was you?"
"Ill admit that Ive had my hand in a tempting manifestation or two. I was an angry young man, lashing out at all God had created. But like you, little brother, I couldnt help growing up just a little. "
Demons walked by them through the plaza, glancing furtively at the talking meat chatting with the ruler of Hell. Tall, bile-colored women with snakes for hair and dressed in high-collared latex robes whispered to each other as they passed. Graceful, loping things, like mechanical praying mantises, craned a stalk eye or two at the conversation. A flock of living skeletons, human from the waist up, but bird-like from the waist down, stopped and stared at the men on the bench. They skeletons moved as a group, like pigeons, chittering down one of the side streets.
"What about all those souls remodeling your den? What about the ones being tortured down here?"
"Do you think I invited them here? Weve been Heavens junkyard since time began. Im just making use of the freeloaders. The tortures are just day work for my less intelligent brethren. And truthfully, some souls are useless, not even fit for manual labor. "<
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