[i]I caught one of my tears of magma. I started moulding it. I had created a sword of my own essence, much like Okami with his bow. This was capable of harming my fellow gods. I raised the sword up, silently, wanting to hurt Lucifer.

And then I stopped. The sword fell to the ground and dissolved into a hilt. I couldn't harm my own sister. She was still a sister, as much as I wanted to harm her. I put a palm to my face and sighed. [/i]