The world-devouring dragon

In the magnificent palace, the Son of God, emitting endless light and heat, was suspended in the air. The thirty-six pairs of flame wings behind him were waving at will, and countless sparks fell from the wings like colorful rain of flowers. In front of this Son of God, , is a dark thing sitting high on the throne, shrouded in deep darkness.

Looking at the King of Angels who was still expressionless in front of him, unable to see any emotion or anger, the Dark Thing crossed his hands casually, and then said in a low voice.

"King of angels, God created man in his own image and allowed him to multiply in the Garden of Eden. Man has desires and longs for sex and love."

"O angel before me, I can say it bluntly: God is the prototype of man, God also has desires, God also has desires, God also has desires, God also is corruptible, God is also fallable, God is also subject to death , the omnipotent God is not perfect either.”

There was something inexplicable in the deep voice, and the erect snake eyes looked down coldly at the Son of God in front of him.

The Son of God's answer was equally straightforward.

"it's not true."

The King of Angels' stern face did not change at all, and he just spoke calmly.

"Yeah?"

Hearing this, the dark thing whose face could not be seen clearly was noncommittal and did not refute directly. Instead, he leaned his body on the throne, touched his forehead with one hand, and stretched the other hand in the direction of the King of Angels in front of him.

"King of Angels, in your opinion, what is desire?"

"Desire is sin."

The King of Angels said calmly.

A very normal answer, in the eyes of angels, desire is sin and should be eliminated.

"wrong."

However, the dark thing shook its head, and its outstretched fingers also shook from side to side to show denial.

"King of Angels, you are the incarnation of God's will. You should understand that God created this world, and God created everything in this world except me, time, space, order, existence, right and wrong, good and evil... All principles are created by God, so... isn't desire also a creation of God?"

The dark thing opened its eyes, looked directly at the King of Angels in front of him, and sneered.

"King of Angels, do you think the desires in this world were created by me?"

"That's not the case. I only controlled desire, not created desire. Desire is God's creation. Angel in front of me, God does not create useless things. God created desire precisely because desire also has the necessity for its existence. , as the incarnation of God’s will, as the messenger of heaven, you want to deny the things created by God?”

The dark thing sneered.

In front of it, the King of Angels frowned and was speechless for a moment.

Angels are messengers of God and the embodiment of God's will. It can be said that angels are the hands and feet of God. As an angel, Metatron obviously cannot deny the things created by God. This is a taboo.

Then, the dark thing sitting high on the throne looked down at the King of Angels in front of him and continued.

“In my opinion, there are sixteen fundamental desires in the world: power, the desire to influence others; independence, the desire for self-reliance; curiosity, the desire for knowledge; acceptance, the desire to belong and be included; to have Order, the desire to establish order; Collect, the desire to hoard; Honor, the desire to be true to tradition; Ideals, the desire to seek justice; Society, the desire for companionship and friendship; Family, the desire to raise children; Status, The desire for social class and status; counterattack, the desire for revenge; romance, the desire for sex and beauty; appetite, the desire for fullness; exercise, the desire for physical fitness; tranquility, the desire for peace of mind."

"And the original source of these sixteen fundamental desires comes from one's own imperfections and flaws."

A low voice sounded in the ears of the King of Angels. The voice of the dark thing seemed to have some inexplicable magic power. People couldn't help but want to listen to its voice. They instinctively felt reverence, admiration, excitement, and even... It's...a fanatical adoration.

Something is wrong, very wrong!

Anyone can realize this, but the King of Angels remains motionless...

I don't know since when, the flame wings behind the King of Angels stopped moving, and even the scattered sparks stopped in the air. Countless dazzling sparks were suspended in the air, looking extremely gorgeous.

Within the palace, the dust and tiny particles that were vaguely visible in the light also stopped, and even the light itself stopped moving.

Outside this magnificent underwater palace, there are the boundless seawater, the fish and monsters in the seawater, even the birds on the sea, the white clouds and glow in the sky...

Everything has come to a standstill.

Time stood still.

In this completely still world, only the dark thing sitting high on the throne with an unclear face is still moving.

The upright pupils were filled with coldness. Looking at the King of Angels in front of him, it was as if he could penetrate directly into the depths of his pupils and see his heart.

After a long time, a deep voice slowly sounded.

"Sure enough, you can see it."

Opposite, the King of Angels remained motionless.

"King of Angels, my power is very powerful, very powerful, so powerful that I can control the will of the entire material world with my own will. Time, space, death, and all earth, water, wind, and fire are all under the control of my will, but Even if you are as powerful as me, you are still flawed and not perfect."

"I can stop the entire material world and put my will above the world, thus dominating the entire material world. However, even so, I am not invincible because I cannot yet control the spiritual world. Because of this, I once lost to a person. A guy who has transcended the constraints of the material world and still fights with his soul. Similarly, even if I stagnate the world, you can still think in this stagnant world..."

In front of the stagnant King of Angels, the dark thing stood up from the throne and walked towards the King of Angels...

"Tap...tap...tap..."

In the image of the King of Angels' frozen pupils, he could only see a pair of feet stepping on the void, walking towards him.

"Life is flawed."

"Because you are flawed, you have all kinds of desires to try to fill your shortcomings and make yourself perfect. It is precisely because of your imperfections that you try to chase perfection."

In his ears, a low and magical voice sounded along with the footsteps.

"The so-called loyalty, awe, and worship... are all due to one's own imperfections. When one sees something that is far closer to perfection than oneself, one will be eager to imitate it. That is why one will dedicate one's loyalty and belief to Try to get closer to the other person and imitate them to make yourself more perfect.”

"The poor worship the money of the rich, and the rich revere the peace of the ascetics, all because of this, because in their eyes, they both see something that the other party has but they do not have."

"King of Angels, I know very well what loyalty is. Snake and Cain both worship me, not because they are loyal to me, but because they are afraid of me, afraid of my power, afraid of my power, and they are so afraid that they are afraid of me. They will tremble in front of me, and it is precisely because of fear and awareness of how insignificant they are that they are so loyal to me and worship me."

"Loyalty is a kind of longing, and there are many reasons for this longing. It can be said to be the pursuit of power, the fear of the powerful, the pursuit of glory, or other things, many, many..."

In the image reflected by the pupils, the dark thing whose face cannot be seen is very close, so close that the two can clearly see every detail of the other's pupils.

In a daze, the dark thing that was originally unclear gradually began to melt and formed another appearance...

The cold face, the dazzling brilliance, and the thirty-six pairs of flame wings behind him are waving gently, emitting endless light and heat to the world, as if looking in a mirror, in the stagnant time and space, Two seemingly identical angel kings stood opposite each other.

The only difference is that the pupils of one of them are indifferent, solemn and sacred, while the pupils of the other are so cold and emotionless.

Stepping on the solidified void under his feet, the "King of Angels" looked at the King of Angels in front of him. The thirty-six wings behind him spread out in an instant, and wanton sparks flew down. He opened his arms and spoke softly.

"So... Metatron, tell me, what is the reason for your loyalty to God?"

"Is it because of the pursuit of glory? Or is it trust in the Creator? Or is it because of something else?"

"But Metatron, haven't you realized it yet, or have you avoided a fact? What are angels to God? They are hands, feet, and tools. Does your creator really care about you? ?”

The low voice was like a lover's whisper.

This voice carries some inexplicable magic power, flowing bit by bit into the heart of the King of Angels in front of him, and in the frozen pupils, the "King of Angels" looks exactly like himself, but is wanton and arrogant. It was like another side deep in the heart of the King of Angels, gradually enlarging, getting bigger, getting bigger... almost completely covering the pupils of the King of Angels.

"boom!!!"

In an instant, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the depths of the solidified pupils. The standing pupils of the "King of Angels" who were very close at hand shrank slightly, and they only had time to avoid it. The light then directly hit the beams of the palace.

"Rumble, rumble..."

Amidst the loud roar, the stone beams behind him collapsed, raising countless clouds of smoke and dust.

The erect pupils of the "dark thing" looked indifferently at the King of Angels opposite. On its cheek, a shallow wound appeared, and some golden blood spilled from the wound.

On the opposite side, a shallow wound also appeared on the King of Angels' cheek. The location and size were the same as those on the face of "The Dark Thing".

Two people who looked the same looked like they were looking in the mirror.

The dark thing glanced sideways at the direction of his wound, then stretched out the slender snake letter in his mouth and licked up all the blood that seeped out of his cheek.

"I tasted deep anger..."

The dark thing closed its eyes, tasting the taste of blood in his mouth, and laughed in a deep voice.

"It's really interesting... The power of the mind is really powerful. It was even able to break through the constraints of the material world and transcend my control."

"But Metatron, haven't you realized yet? Doesn't God know your situation and what I say to you? Of course He knows it, but He doesn't care at all, even though you are the King of Angels , God doesn’t care about you at all, just like a craftsman doesn’t care about the personal likes and dislikes of a hammer. To God, you are just a tool..."

"If the tool is broken, it's just a replacement. Even if the King of Angels has fallen... it's just another perfect Messiah."

"God loves the world, but does God love angels..."

…

At some point, the stagnant time resumed flowing, and the glorious King of Angels once again appeared in the palace of Saturn. The documents in front of him were piled with various reports and things that needed to be processed.

After being silent for a long time, the deputy king of heaven once again dealt with the pile of affairs. The solemnity in his eyes remained, as if they had never heard those blasphemous words.

Just like the impression it left on the world, a perfect angel who is determined, persistent, diligent, humble, just, kind, never slacking off, and highly admired...