New Age Abraxas 1:1-5

Toxicity's brain churned over the information her father bestowed upon them. She had somehow never doubted Obi's presence as a godly one, but she was glad to hear her father recognize it. She also enjoyed the explanation about their mothers. It was good and made her feel like all the pups could be on equal planes- something she was worried about.

He moved on to talk about sigils: something that was meant to represent them. Something they could use in order to strengthen their bond to God and his glory. It was almost like asking them to create their own portal to the spiritual plane. Toxicity was both excited and terrified. She nervously scribbled some designs in the ground, eager to have hers finished. Everything she made, though, she hated. She glanced over to Gadreel, "So, uh... how's your's coming?"