On Edge

Dea asked abouot being offended in the afterlife. Archon responded simply, "I don't think that's possible." Archon already knew he would hold no grudge against anyone who was able to best him. That's how only the strong lived. Only the strong deserved to live for the sake of the family. Maybe mortals felt differently, however. Did mortals even experience a true afterlife? Archon would have to ask later.

Dea explained that she only knew a few of her family members. "That's a shame," Archon responded.

The woman then asked if he would tell her more of their god. Archon nodded, "Gladly."

Archon knew that when speaking of God at depth, he could not keep track of his steps. He quickly decided that this must be God's will, however, and stopped counting, although he continued walking.

"Our ancestor was the most powerful god, but even the most powerful can be taken down when the numbers against them are great. He was cast down to this realm, bringing pain and sorrow upon the mortals here. His mortal form weakened his powers, although he was still great."

It was a brief history, but Dea was silently encouraged to ask questions before Archon went on.

"We Abraxas, his fallen angels, are tasked with bringing glory to his name and spreading his lineage to a divine number in order to reclaim our place in the godly realm."