My Baby Girl needs me (part 3)

I have a job for you, said the man in the suit, he was in fact Satan. Every bone in my decrepit body told me to fear him, If my heart had a pulse it would be palpitating in fear, but I wasn’t exactly alive, was I?

I did not want him burning me again because it would be pointless, and there were only so many corpses around me, that would allow me to regenerate only so many more times. So I told him I would listen to his job offer.

I know who has your daughter, we share a common enemy, you hate the man upstairs because it is him who has your daughter, I hate him because he expects me to worship these ants down here. I say we work together and put him in his place, I am not allowed to interfere with his greater plan. But you, you are a loop hole in the system.

I apologize for  talking your ear off but I feel I have to, so you understand just what you are, Once there was just God then he made a world much like this one but much more beautiful, A golden city if you will, Satan shed a tear as if remember a very find memory, and in this city he placed angels and gave them the power to create such wonders just like his, but we were so happy in that place we had no wish to alter it in any way, this didn’t make our father happy o he made us make him things for him to inspect, but no matter what we made he was always asking for more, he told us that we should be able to do better , than what we see before but all we were doing was imitating him. In time he grew impatient and moved on to other things, he just left us, and made all of you. You, you simple apes, but not only did he make you, but he made others too. I’m sure you know of who I speak of, your childhood stories are littered with all of them, elves, fairies, dwarves, monsters, demons, magic. Hope dreams and gave you all the power to choose your own life, something we were never aloud. And all of you turned on each other like animals wars raged that would dwarf those of today billions died, you made our father cry. The creator of all creation, you made him cry. So he made a flood of all existence, unlike in the bible it was not of water, or rain. That was only a figurative comparison, the flood was one of death a force that still exist, it was neither good or evil, it simply did what it’s purpose in existence meant it to do, it obeyed and killed off everything that made this world special, and left a small fraction of life in all existence some here and other in other places, we were never told, then according to our father it drew back into memory into a place where no one could find it, yet you some how took a small sliver of it with you when you escaped after you died and it’s changed you, you hold a portion of power from a creation that judges existence itself.

You Dante found it in the world between

I looked at my hands amazed, Up until this moment I had taken the fact that I was brought back from death, for granted, my only goal was to save her and be with my baby girl as long as possible. At that moment Satan butted in saying you human have Our fathers beck and call, but he ignores us. At one time he spoke to us directly but it has been so long since I heard his voice and he only ever speaks to certain of his children, on only the rarest of occasions, now the rest of the angels govern themselves and are weak, it is now that we must strike and them, you can reclaim your daughter, and help a “friend” out in the process.

I am not your friend I said you are a wicked person every part of me says so. Me? Wicked All I ever did was give people what they wanted and sit back and watch their card houses fall. Humans are so selfish they only see what lies in front of them, they never see the larger picture. The truth is the angels are like fly’s buzzing around a pile of shit, while people like me are from the times of old only a few of us are left. Among the angels Gabriel has fallen from his once enlighten position and has become greedy, he sees your daughter as a threat and aims to use her to take power on account that our father refuses into intervene. If he takes power even I won’t be able to do anything no more people to take advantage of over eternity of exile, your daughter will be corrupted and you will die. I need you to be the one who stops Gabriel from seizing power. You who are beyond death, above judgment. And cannot be killed by normal means Dante it is you who is needed to take on Gabriel. I was baffled to say the least so much to take in in such a short time, all I could ask was. How will I save my daughter? You will have to enter the kingdom of heaven, how I do not know, you can die, but I don’t see you doing that, or you can get enough attention, for them to come to you, one way would be by recreating the tower of Sodom, before the great flood a city attempted to harness the power of the heavens they used the bodies of their entire population to power great machines in an attempt to warp themselves into heaven this angered our father so he banished all of them to speak different languages so they could no longer communicate, In truth they did not have nearly the amount of power needed to accomplish such a goal, you will need 70% of the world’s population, to create such a device, and it just so happens you have an ability to enslave the entire human race. So ask yourself is your love for your daughter worth damming the entire human race into mindless batteries just so you can bring yourself to the forbidden kingdom. Usurp a corrupt rule save your daughter and force all existence to transcend its current state of existence? Is your daughter really worth all this? I didn’t even hesitate. Yes she is I said.