It would be handy if I knew what others have told you, but I assume it's in line with me being the great evil responsible for every sin of the world.
[he'll admit to the things he did and have no regrets but everything that came after isn't his damn fault, Dad and humanity just needed a good fall guy]
Michael is my older brother, an archangel like me. We were destined to fight each other.
We're... on tolerable terms at the moment, perhaps.
Castiel is one of our many younger siblings, just a footsoldier. He's an irritant and I hate him and I've killed him twice but he won't stay dead, although he only knows the first time.
Because our asshole of a Father wanted a good story and didn't care how he got it. Had Michael throw me in a cage in Hell for millennia, took off, while percolating a prophecy about Hell and Heaven, prized fight, war, to square off. Yada yada.
So basically I screwed over humanity and "broke apart the family" or whatever and our Dad ups and leaves and I get blamed for that being my fault.
[he was really going to stop talking. writing. mentally vomiting. but. see. the thing is.
he has a lot of Issues with this topic okay. even just cracking the lid open means it's gonna all burst out.
to be fair. to be fair. he had mentioned abandonment issues during their....... dance. so really he's just filling in those blanks!!]
And then, best part. Fast-forward beyond the failed Apocalypse, Dad's back, in a real shit situation. Life or death for God. And you know what? We talk it out. Good, solid apology from the old man.
And then he flounces off again without another word. Got what he goddamn wanted from me and just left.
Evidently he created multiple worlds so I'm sure when he got bored with one story he just made another. A bunch of copies of my family. Again and again.
I know they still blame me, that alone is reason enough for them.
Some of our problems... mine, theirs... Some of it might be petty. Who's wrong and who's right. Grudges.
It's long, tedious, and complicated, and isn't about to just go away and Castiel
We have nothing like you in my world. No angels, no archangels. No divine devil to blame everything on. The priests consider some people sinful from birth, sins and tainted blood carried on from our parents, their parents.
[ He doesn't respond to that. Lucifer's free to continue, if he wants, but otherwise he'll get nothing more from Kahlil tonight.
Not at all because it hurts to hear. It doesn't, not in the way he was hurting the night before.
Lucifer's only telling on himself right now, and he doesn't have any good way to respond to it that would be sincere - or worse, wouldn't be insulting.
after the weirdest dance ever
I never learned much about your story. All I know is what little others have told me.
[ Others as in Jack and Wilhelm. ]
Who are Castiel and Michael to you?
[ Was he creeping on Castiel's group message a few weeks ago? Yes. ]
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[he'll admit to the things he did and have no regrets but everything that came after isn't his damn fault, Dad and humanity just needed a good fall guy]
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Why were you created to fight each other?
[ Also good to know they are bad at killing each other? Or staying dead? ]
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[he was really going to stop talking. writing. mentally vomiting. but. see. the thing is.
he has a lot of Issues with this topic okay. even just cracking the lid open means it's gonna all burst out.
to be fair. to be fair. he had mentioned abandonment issues during their....... dance. so really he's just filling in those blanks!!]
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Your father sounds selfish for a god of creation.
Do your siblings feel the same way? Why keep fighting?
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[nope it cuts off there]
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[ Kahlil has met him. He's a much different creature than his elder sibling. He wears his human skin differently.
Kahlil likes him. ]
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Sorry.
[ Look at that, he can do it too. ]
We have nothing like you in my world. No angels, no archangels. No divine devil to blame everything on. The priests consider some people sinful from birth, sins and tainted blood carried on from our parents, their parents.
How much are you actually to blame for?
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Really?
[ These feral, unsocialized chaos monsters he's surrounded by. ]
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Not at all because it hurts to hear. It doesn't, not in the way he was hurting the night before.
Lucifer's only telling on himself right now, and he doesn't have any good way to respond to it that would be sincere - or worse, wouldn't be insulting.
He feels sorry for him. ]