"You're lucky, you haven't unwillingly made enemies with God, so at least you have a fair chance of judgement. But either way, unless a diviner stated it, you probably have other life choices you can make to avoid that outcome, for example, I bet they wouldn't have imagined that you'd make friends with the only evil angel in exsistance. Especially one so... Proficient in combat." As he said this, his karambits appeared out of the air in his hands, and he spun them on his fingers, hellfire trailing behind. He snapped his fingers and they disappeared again. He always had the biggest grin after being able to do that, because it was just so damn fun.