[i]'He's flipping out. Well, of course he's flipping out, this goes against everything he's ever believed in. We're telling him that their worst enemy is one of their brothers and that his most trusted and beloved has been hiding this from him and all of his kind. It only makes sense that he's more than a little disturbed'[/i] Kuro sets his spoon down carefully as Aoba asks in almost pure panic a tumble of short questions that have fairly long answers, and no delicate way to answer them. Shifting Kuro looks up, waiting until he meets Aoba's eye before speaking in a soft but firm voice.

“Back when God was creating earth, he informed his angels, who loved him more than anything and would serve him even onto their own destruction, that once he was finished that there was to be a change in this thinking. They were no longer to love him most. It was to be their task to love and care for his newest creation: Man.”

~*~*~*~*~

At the sound of Kuro's soft calm voice, a voice he's hearing for the first time with clear ears, Fenrir slows his frantic attempts to find out the truth of things and instead stands still in the middle of his room. His eyes are fixed on a point on his wall, unwilling to move closer to the storyteller. Instead he stands, and waits, a part of him still trying desperately to deny what he is hearing.

~*~*~*~*~

Kuro us careful not to waver, plunging through the tale with a calm even voice, his gaze never shifting. “Several angels did not like this idea, and back then there were only a handful of angels, and only three arch angels.” He blinks slowly, trying to make things as clear as possible. “The arch angels kept themselves a little separate from the others, so when one of them came to them to tell them of his displeasure at the announcement many were in awe and unsure, being knocked off their solid footing and easily swayed. The three arch angels were leader for them, and while Michel and Gabriel were willing to submit to their father's will, Lucifer, or as he was known then, Samael, loved his father too much and could not abide the order.”

Dani nods vaguely. His eyes move over to his brother, never actually having heard the full story, only knowing that their Papa was an angel who defied this “God” for a good reason. Well, a good reason to him at least. Taking a sip of his drink Kuro goes on. “These new creations were to be perfect, made in God's image and without flaw. The only thing that could corrupt them, was something all sentient beings since take for granted: Knowledge. As I'm sure even you angels know, there was a tree placed in the garden on earth that contained that very thing, and man was instructed not to eat of it.”

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At the familiarity of the story Fenrir shifts his gaze, even going so far as to take a few steps towards his bed where the mirror lay. As his eyes fall on the image, Aoba and the two demons sitting peacefully together, his heart cracks slightly. Both the angel and the demon on the couch are watching the taller one intently as he tells his tale, and Fenrir can not help but be pained at the sight. [i]'No, Aoba, don't listen, it's a lie!'[/i] However the arch angel knows that isn't true. Some part, deep down in side, in a part of him he refuses to acknowledge, he can feel the truth of it.

~*~*~*~*~

“Well, after speaking with the angels, swaying a few of him to at least a middle ground, Lucifer went to earth to [b]prove[/b] that these beings were not worth the love their father was asking them to show. After all, God is perfect and without flaw, and if they were truly worthy, then they would be also, no? So, with all f heaven watching, and I mean all of it, my father took the form of the serpent, and with no more effort than a wolf mother nudging her newborn cub to her teat, he convinced Eve to take that which had been forbidden them.” Dani can't help smirking at this, loving the imagery that humans are so easily corrupted. Even the first, the ones made [b]so[/b] perfect.

“God was so angered at this action, despite the fact that he let it happen, his confidence in the humans unparalleled, that for the first time God's wrath was known to his creations. As Eve went on to corrupt her mate the two of them were forced from their home and from then on, life for humans has been nothing but a constant struggle to redeem themselves, though none of them really know how. On the other hand, those angels that were on middle ground swiftly came to Lucifer's way of thinking and the war began. For a long time God's eyes were turned from earth, preoccupied with the infighting between his first creations. Angel on angel, brother on brother, daughter on father, it was pandemonium. Many angels died until at last God created Hell and cast out all angels who defied him. Even the ones who had not yet shown their disloyalty. All who were corrupted were cast out.” Dani nods, smiling softly at this mildly familiar part.

~*~*~*~*~ 

Fenrir comes to kneel next to his bed, taking the mirror in hand. [i]'So then why? How is it we all not know this. Michel and Gabriel still live. They know, so why?'[/i] His eyes slide over the young demon, and for an instant he feels a flicker of something. The flicker, he can't identifying, but he knows it has something to do with the expression on the youth's face. Almost as if, he doesn't want to be telling this tale.

~*~*~*~*~

Indeed, Kuro knows this will rock Aoba to his core, but he finishes the story, unable to bring himself to stop so close to the conclusion. “The rest of what happened in heaven we know through the Ocularus, the book of knowledge which my father carved out of the tree of knowledge by hand. It can never lie, and it knows everything as it happens, no matter where it happens. It can even predict the future to a degree. Anyways. After the angels were cast out God swore the remaining to secrecy. The true danger of the draw of knowledge finally sinking in, and then and there he made the decision that knowledge is something to be controlled. Of course, he was not going to stop the fallen from having it, already being corrupted, there was no point, but when it came to the rest he cared for, they were to be kept in the dark when he knew that knowing would do more damage than good.”

Dani drops his two cents in at this point. “So, in other words, he doesn't trust you guys enough to know the truth. He thinks if you guys know too much, you'll revolt again.” He shrugs. “I don't think it'll happen again. I mean, you all hate us so much and fear [b]Him[/b] so much that, yeah, no chance.” Once his bowl is clean he hops up to get another. The dehydrated meat, while not up to his standard, definitely a new experience he does not regret having. 

Kuro rolls his eyes at his brother, but being unable to deny his brother's assessment, to each their own after all, he looks back to Aoba and wonders what his response to this revelation will be. “Dani's right about the angels. Every one of them besides Papa, well, the ones that are alive still, are angels no longer.”