[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

The final result of the negotiation that day was... I succeeded in not having to wear six wings in the color of a girl's heart. Although I still have to show them if I want to fly... But anyway, I don't think I want to fly anymore.

Then we started making angels.If you have already created a bunch of strange-looking tauren goatmen or even two dragons, then creating a bunch of birdmen is probably stress-free. Although I can’t understand it, I at least know how Jehovah does it—— He just said a few words to the pool water, "have wings" and "can fly", and the pool water began to bubbling, giving me the illusion that the angels would be familiar when they came out.

Steam gradually floated on the surface of the water, layer by layer, and soon everything became unclear. The Lord and I seemed to be standing on an October morning in Beijing, and looking around, the fog was removed—even though it was surrounded by Our affirmations are mere fog.The mist became a vast expanse of whiteness, which made me very uncomfortable, and countless tiny feathers began to appear in the mist.The light source gathered by the overhead light elements casts platinum-gold shadows, which are refracted into rainbow-like halos in the mist.

The sound of a string of wings beating against water vapor.

A long monotonous flapping sound, and then the sound of walking, the sound of birds skimming across the water.At this time, it is composed of countless small voices, like waves.

The light begins to dissipate, as if swallowed by something, to become part of something else.Components of angels.

Flames ignited on the surface of the water, and waves of transparent air were born from the tips of the tongues of flames.They looked fragile and dazed, and began to look around for something to rely on.That is the newborn soul.

This is Yahweh.

Different from every time in the past, the souls of the human world come from the earth and the sea, the souls of the demons come from the dark abyss, but the souls of the angels come from the flames - this is based on the fact that Asmodeus refused to bow down to the Messiah, It is an inference drawn from the plot that claims that "the son of fire worships the son of earth".Whether it's right or not, it's what it is now.

Those wings are becoming more and more clear, changing into a vague human shape.At the same time was born the "shining white linen" I told the Lord before, after all, there are women among these angels, and I can't just look at people like that.These angels do not appear in infant form, they are in the form of a unified human being.After all, no matter what, Jehovah cannot have children.

And since these angels are names given by Jehovah, I really don't agree with the taste of those names.First of all, the most important point is that they are all foreign names like Peter Jack. Well, this is the world of the Bible, I can bear it, but it is all Peter Jack Joe-this makes people wonder whether Jehovah has I thought about naming them well.

Especially, you have already learned Chinese from me...why do you still have to use these names.

When the mist cleared, all I saw were wings and linen.I suddenly wondered if the linen cloth had a hole in the back to allow them to stick out their wings, but now that so many angels are looking at me, it doesn't seem convenient for me to go behind someone to check.I was filled with a ridiculous sense of unreality when I watched them being born—angels, oh, angels.

A bunch of guys that violate aerodynamics, fluid mechanics, and even genetics.Even if humans have wings, it is really impossible to fly, okay?The body structure is not suitable!

But for such a long time, my scientific knowledge was more or less completely denied, and I calmly watched them flap those pure white wings, and the linen on their bodies gleamed.The LORD stood beside me and put his hand on my shoulder.This is because I am sitting, otherwise, with his height, it would be a good idea.

All around was a solemn and holy silence.Light poured from overhead.The wings of the angels flap gently, and the sound of the wings is the only movement that resembles a hymn.

I looked up at them.They were looking down on me, but obviously none of them was looking down on me mentally.Like all newly born creatures, they look at us with sacred and adoring eyes, just like children worship their father.

Yahweh is God the Father.

"Sons of Fire," whispered the Lord, his voice majestic but emotionless, "you were born at the top of the kingdom of heaven, and the kingdom of heaven exists for you. Come down from here and fight with the wings I have given you. I am yours God Jehovah."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he continued, "This is Lucifer, you should treat him like me. He is the monarch of the heavens, the holder of absolute power, and his words are mine. law."

Lucifer?I looked at the Lord, but the Lord ignored me.So I turned around and looked at the angels with a strange smile that was close to a sneer, "Lord, you didn't play your cards according to the script. I am the king of the kingdom of heaven, what are you?"Oh yes, you are the god of heaven.But when did I become the holder of absolute power?Do you know what absolute power is?It's just to see who is upset and say "Go to hell", that person doesn't even have a scumbag No. 1, even you can't do it, let alone me?

Just based on this sentence, I made a lot of associations. For example, I thought of it in the next second. No matter the heavens and hells use magic, or the magic system suggested by Jehovah and I, but I really don’t know much about magic. , maybe it was because I built the magic system that I really forgot that I also wanted to learn magic.

I was a little overwhelmed thinking about it.When Lucifer has been working for so long, he suddenly finds that his combat power is still at the level of a mortal. This is like Newton suddenly discovering that calculus is a problem that is simpler than addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in elementary school textbooks.

The angels looked at us with serious faces.I strongly doubt that they can speak, but it seems that they can understand any language as long as it is spoken by the Lord.It's just that they haven't learned etiquette yet, and they don't know what bowing to say hello is. When it comes to this, I think I'm busy again. You can't expect the Lord to study how to set up schools, formulate laws and arrange troops.

"Then..." Yahweh pointed to the window that was five people tall—it was the length of the window instead of the height of the window sill, "Go."

I have to say that Jehovah is still very interesting when he is pretending to be cool.The overhead light mixed with the light from the window, casting a pure glow on his face.His lips were pursed lightly, but when all the angels went to experience life—angels were born—don’t care, when he flew for the first time, he suddenly changed his expression, with a look of “I’m so tired, please comfort me” The expression leaned on me, "Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer~"

I pushed his head away from my shoulder, "It's not over yet."

"Lucifer Lucifer Lucifer~"

"Jehovah!"

Jehovah’s eyes looked at me innocently, and the icy purple color made me feel like I was bullying a child, even though this child might be countless years older than me.I rubbed his hair, "Okay...you can't just leave your creation alone, can you? Heaven needs laws."

"I used to leave them alone every time!" Yahweh protested, "I'm so tired!"

"Then you go to bed, anyway, I guess you only have this chance to write the law." I am very excited now, writing the law for the angel - no steal, no robbery, no kill?Wings folded when sleeping?

The Lord looked at me for a moment, then patted the air, and a stack of parchment and a bottle of ink appeared in front of me. There was a...pen in the ink bottle. I wanted to try the quill at first, but the conclusion was That thing is really useless.

"The first rule," Jehovah said domineeringly, "Whoever dares to make you angry will be killed without mercy!"

"You are enough." I rolled my eyes at him, and wrote at the beginning of the paper: Laws of Heaven.

"Then what do you want to write?" Jehovah helped me suspend the paper at a height that was just right for me to write on, and leaned next to me, and I was careful not to let the ink get on his hair.The first should probably be "all beings in the heavens are created equal"?

"Not equal." Jehovah looked at my words and said dully, "You are different from them."

"I know I'm wearing gay purple, can you stop saying it?" I'm not born here——I write this on the first line, and I start to think about whether there are any special races that can't enjoy this treatment , the conclusion is that there are no other races in the heavens except angels, and it is estimated that some flowers and plants will be brought up from the ground.

Does the second article refer to citizenship?I am not sure, but I still write based on my trivial knowledge in my junior high school politics class and college thinking class: 2. All angels in the heavens are born citizens and enjoy citizenship rights, which include personal freedom, freedom of speech, and right to life , property rights, name rights, portrait rights, intellectual property rights, etc.

This "waiting" is for the convenience of adding things in the future. I am very sure that there must be something missing. For example, I remembered the right to vote just after I wrote the "waiting", and then I thought that it should be the right after adulthood—— civil rights?Who cares, I don't study law anyway, who cares about these nouns, anyway, the third rule should be no killing or robbing?Or are these already included in the right to life and property?I don't know if there is such a thing as the right to life, but I still assume that it is included by default.

Then I don't know what to write.Those who were able to draft the constitution in the first place, no matter which country they came from, were talents.

"What else?" I looked at the Lord with a broken face, "Write a 'Must worship God forever'?" Anyway, I insist that faith cannot be bound by clauses.Yahweh rested his chin, "You must be worshiped forever."

"What about you?"

"Just worship me."

I pushed this guy into the water, "Worship you? Just your height?"

Yahweh came up and looked at me lying on the edge of the pool, his eyes and hair were wet. "Why do they need laws?" he asked. "Our words should be their laws."

"Because a constitutional monarchy is ahead of an absolute monarchy." I said this without thinking.

"Yes." Yahweh said, "You are the ruler of the heavens, and I am Xian."

I pushed him into the water, anyway, this guy can't drown, "How about we change? You listen to me."

"Okay." Jehovah's voice came up through the water muffled, with a string of bubbles, "Didn't I always listen to you?"

I froze.

It seems... that's really the case.

It has always been me who took him, divided the three realms, walked through the mountains, rivers and lakes, created the creatures in my imagination, and restored the world I wanted.

It turned out that I had been gone for so long without knowing it. It was so long that my home became a distant dream, and it was so long that I could no longer distinguish my identity.

I am Lucifer, he is Jehovah, and I should listen to him; but I am not the angel who will fall to heaven, and he is... not some majestic god.

"Ha," I said, "Is that so... Then you are specially approved to have the qualification to follow me all the time."

The LORD pushed away my hand and looked up at me.His eyes were bright, like a child who got a toy.

"Then," he said, "don't go too far, I can't find you!"

"...that's not why you want me to live here, Lord!"