The three great devils smiled quietly together from the comfort of
their small, remote circle. Their meeting openly was as rare as it was
dangerous to their existence, but this was a day for celebration!
"Look at the immortal palace they have built from the brick and mortar
of their minds," marveled the demon Q'uo. "Its perfect invisibility is
marred by only the merest shadow of its most distant borders. If I were
not myself a pillar of its foundation, I would doubt its very existence."
"Mmm, an effigy unequaled even by its eldest histories, indeed," beamed St. Atus, "though their magnificent machines are no match for
the masterful machinations which always precede them. Each time I feel as if I have never before witnessed such
fervent pride in self-enslavement, as if the weighty fog of
blindness were a light and breathy heaven - a secret and blessed cloud which
they have discovered and to which they have won ascension by impossible exertions of noble 'will.' Hah!" the fallen angel
laughed, heartily. "Will!"
"Truly, there is no reality we cannot achieve by accident, so long as we are sufficiently distracted from it," the third devil remarked, smiling. All three shared furtive, knowing smirks as the human continued, chuckling, "Well... perhaps except the one."
"Truly, there is no reality we cannot achieve by accident, so long as we are sufficiently distracted from it," the third devil remarked, smiling. All three shared furtive, knowing smirks as the human continued, chuckling, "Well... perhaps except the one."
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