In a manner of speaking. God created all of us, you see. He created our flaws, and our more positive attributes. When He created me, He made me proud, and beautiful, and I was His favorite angel. I was His favorite because I was more willful than the others, because I knew - because I believed - that I had a choice. He loved that about me. Of course He did. He made me that way. At the time of my creation, He knew that one day I would make a decision He didn't agree with. He made my younger brothers and sisters in anticipation of a war that wouldn't be played out for millennia. I was given the ability to choose, and the illusion of thinking that the choices I made were ever my own. But Fate tied my hands.
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God created all of us, you see. He created our flaws, and our more positive attributes. When He created me, He made me proud, and beautiful, and I was His favorite angel. I was His favorite because I was more willful than the others, because I knew - because I believed - that I had a choice. He loved that about me. Of course He did. He made me that way.
At the time of my creation, He knew that one day I would make a decision He didn't agree with. He made my younger brothers and sisters in anticipation of a war that wouldn't be played out for millennia.
I was given the ability to choose, and the illusion of thinking that the choices I made were ever my own.
But Fate tied my hands.