At first, listening to the differences had almost been amusing. Interesting, to be sure, but even humorous in a twisted, looking at life through a skewed lens, kind of way. However, the more Castiel spoke, the faster Crowley's mood shifted. By the time it was all said and done, in fact, he was equal parts horrified and disgusted.
"Hang on a tic," he muttered, crushing out his cigarette before focusing completely, and fully, upon the angel beside him. "Lilith? The bloody slag is running things?" The thought of it was absolutely baffling. With a slow shake of his head because no, he definitely couldn't make sense of any of it, he exhaled slowly.
"Right. Well, there aren't any bloody Seals, first off." He paused. "Well, that isn't entirely true. There were Seals, but they foretold the coming of young Adam, not some sort of tools to assist in breaking his father out of some sort of bloody cage... and what do you mean, why wouldn't Lucifer simply wipe out all of humanity? That's your Lucifer's play, then? Just wipe out the whole lot and start over? Never even gave the thought mayhaps they'd make rather good fodder for the battle of Everything if they were simply corrupted?"
Yeah. No. Crowley couldn't wrap his mind around such a thing. He paused, focused on the unnecessary act of breathing for a few seconds, and tried to get his now-racing thoughts in semblance of order. It was only then that it occurred to him that Castiel kept mentioning Archangels but never God himself. And that's when the biggest change between their two realities became absolutely crystal clear to the fallen angel.
"It's God."
Realizing the two words sounded rather odd, especially coming from the likes of him, he continued quickly. "Never once have you mentioned the Lord being involved where you're from, yet here that isn't the case. He tends to take a backseat these days, to hear Aziraphale speak of it, but he's there. Here, Lucifer went Below and began to rule it, slowly and methodically plotting the day he would return to Above and overthrow the Almighty personally, all the while knowing the Almighty was waiting for any chance to smite him should he show his hand too early."
It made sense, in an extremely twisted sort of way. Crowley shook his head and let out a puff of air. "Do hope you aren't insulted as it might peeve Adam a bit, but I must say I'm rather suddenly glad to be from this reality. Yours sounds rather awful even by Below standards. Lucifer might be bloody terrible but at least I've been about him since the beginning. Actual corrupted human souls running the joint? I shudder at the horror of it all."
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Date: 2018-08-17 05:23 pm (UTC)"Hang on a tic," he muttered, crushing out his cigarette before focusing completely, and fully, upon the angel beside him. "Lilith? The bloody slag is running things?" The thought of it was absolutely baffling. With a slow shake of his head because no, he definitely couldn't make sense of any of it, he exhaled slowly.
"Right. Well, there aren't any bloody Seals, first off." He paused. "Well, that isn't entirely true. There were Seals, but they foretold the coming of young Adam, not some sort of tools to assist in breaking his father out of some sort of bloody cage... and what do you mean, why wouldn't Lucifer simply wipe out all of humanity? That's your Lucifer's play, then? Just wipe out the whole lot and start over? Never even gave the thought mayhaps they'd make rather good fodder for the battle of Everything if they were simply corrupted?"
Yeah. No. Crowley couldn't wrap his mind around such a thing. He paused, focused on the unnecessary act of breathing for a few seconds, and tried to get his now-racing thoughts in semblance of order. It was only then that it occurred to him that Castiel kept mentioning Archangels but never God himself. And that's when the biggest change between their two realities became absolutely crystal clear to the fallen angel.
"It's God."
Realizing the two words sounded rather odd, especially coming from the likes of him, he continued quickly. "Never once have you mentioned the Lord being involved where you're from, yet here that isn't the case. He tends to take a backseat these days, to hear Aziraphale speak of it, but he's there. Here, Lucifer went Below and began to rule it, slowly and methodically plotting the day he would return to Above and overthrow the Almighty personally, all the while knowing the Almighty was waiting for any chance to smite him should he show his hand too early."
It made sense, in an extremely twisted sort of way. Crowley shook his head and let out a puff of air. "Do hope you aren't insulted as it might peeve Adam a bit, but I must say I'm rather suddenly glad to be from this reality. Yours sounds rather awful even by Below standards. Lucifer might be bloody terrible but at least I've been about him since the beginning. Actual corrupted human souls running the joint? I shudder at the horror of it all."