Archangel • The Devil • Little Brother
I used to be one of God's favorites, used to be a good son, but that was before you meatsacks were created. You see, dad used to love us four, Mikhael, Gabriel Raphael and me, more than you. But no, God let me fall because I refused to love you hairless monkeys more than my own father.
I fell, for loving too much.
But now, I don't care. I'm the King of my own Dimension, and it is called Hell. I finally have my official vessel, and I am ready to fight this thing out with my older brother.