Raphael saw many things in his long life, but the ascension of those two was one of the strangest, and most impressive by far. And now, they were back here, giving them a full report on what happened; not only that, but why it happened.
It’s not just that they became Gods. He looked at their titles; the man was impressive enough, being The Blade of Discernment, a title that suggested what he intuitively guessed about him even when he was a blue crystal of vajra; even then, his discriminatory intellect was amazingly impressive. But the woman… that’s something he didn’t expect, or think possible. The Mind of God, The Goddess of Wisdom, Self-Revelation of the Absolute. His mind stood blank in shock, trying to even process those, and that’s without that thing on her forehead, a tiny dot of gold that hinted at a Jewel that communicated something he almost refused to believe was possible: that giggly, funny, beautiful girl that held on to her husband’s arm as if he were her anchor, could destroy, modify or create worlds, wielding the power that seemed to equal that of Lady Shakti and Lord Shiva, and that’s in addition to wielding what seemed to be the impersonal Absolute’s self-manifestation as Wisdom. And she got all of this power literally today. His head hurt, and he started to massage his left eyebrow instinctively.
“… and so, basically, the lesson of this seems to be that you people are too comfortable here, and you are all developing in ways that are perfect, uniform, harmonic, and you honestly defy the purpose of evolution.”, Zee finished.
“And that would be…?”, Michael looked at him inquisitively.
“That would be giving God something he wants to be, that he isn’t having yet, something new and interesting”, Kay answered instead. “You all look like industrially grown trees – all basically the same, and if I wanted that, I could have spared Myself the whole Creation thing, and just made a zillion clones of an energy template”, she shifted into First Person, with the full authority of the Absolute behind her, as the angels felt the hair on their heads rise. “Start being something God would want to be, lest I get bored of you and wipe this plane clean of generic non-beings”, both her eyes and the Jewel on her forehead flashed, and the angels felt the brief pulse of mortal terror, before the girl was a girl again. “So, that’s the message”, she shrugged and leaned into her husband shyly.
It was now Azazel’s turn to giggle. “Remind me never to get you angry, my love”, he smiled and kissed her head. “Anyway, one more thing. That new world that was recently opened; I would advise against going there carelessly, because I know its designer from when I was a demon like himself. He is really, really bad news, and if he designed something, it absolutely can’t be good for anyone”, he continued.
“That might be a problem”, Raphael made himself known. “Because a few thousands of us already went there to explore, just yesterday”
Zee and Kay looked at each other, and then Kay’s eyes defocused, as if she were listening to some voice nobody else could hear. “Oh. There’s something going on in the astral nursery”, her face was blank in shock. “The demons are calling the Gods for help, with a tone of complete panic and chaos.”
“But why?”, Lord Azazel was astounded. “We were just there hours ago and things seemed to be going rather normally”.
“Something is going on there now that’s everything but”, she looked into his eyes with a grave expression. “The casualties started arriving”.