Deviation Actions
Literature Text
“I do not think I am equal to Him. Never would I say or even just think I am in a higher position than Him.”
“Liar.”
“When I raised my wings prideful, I was proud to be His creation, His son. Never was I proud of my own features in a way that He did not appreciate.”
“Liar.”
“I respect the humans as they are His children. He made them and they are therefore flawless. I would fall down on my knees in front of them to show them my regard.”
“Liar.”
“Never have I shown a free will or even craved the ability to do so. I let Him lead my every step, because I am His.”
“Liar.”
“Never have I experienced or thought about zestfulness. I never had impure thoughts or found myself struggling with sexual temptation.”
“Liar.”
“Brian Elwin, as punishment for fulfilling every one of the sins that once caused the War in Heaven, your feathers are to turn pitch black and eventually fall of. You will never fly again and reach the angelic heavens to see your brothers. The second your last feather has fallen of, you will start to burn slowly from the insides and suffer the amount of pain that the holy Lord has chosen for you. Your tears that are made of liquid fire cannot crave His forgiveness anymore due to the fact that you are no longer his son. You will not survive and transform into a demon.”
My Father cast me out of heaven, the only place I know.
The Lord created me and I grew in strength and power. I was only on my way of getting better than Him. One day I could have defeated Him, or at least led the world next to my Father.
Of course I am proud of myself. The Lord created me and I am flawless. Truly and utterly beautiful with my mocha eyes, my slender frame, my high cheekbones and my mesmerizing low voice.
Where humans are created from simple and useless mud and my kind has been made out of bright light, I can say that I am something better. If my Father says that he loves his little mud-creatures more than me He cannot see how precious I am. I know I should not be judging Him, but I have every right to, since He allowed us to choose if we want to love Him or not. Just to mention - I do love Him.
He cannot blame me for any of my actions, if He gave me the ability to choose to love Him or not and to fall into temptation. Angels are supposed to be perfect. It is His fault only that I will fall eventually. My first feathers already turned. I really like the color. White never suited me anyway. It hurts really badly when they change, the blood rushes through my veins and I am on the edge of collapsing because of the searing pain. It is hard to bear but He keeps me conscious, as part of my ‘punishment’. I can feel that another one is turning black. I crumble and let out a scream, desperate for the pain to stop.
Merciful God? I do not think so. He created me and my brothers to control us and have us love and worship Him. Of course I had lusted for others. But why did God create me, able to sin if I am supposed not to? He wanted to test the stupid little humans? That is alright by me. But if I am expected to fulfill my work, He should not have given me the free will!
We will see if that turns out to be right or wrong.