Belial pushed himself away from the bar, standing stiffly with his head tilted towards a far window. Uncertainty was something he had always dealt with and it had become somewhat of an old acquaintence, though he was not precisely on friendly terms with it.
"I suppose I have," he said ponderingly, brushing his black hair back from his face. He remembered Lucifer's lying smile and extended hand. They had been created all-knowing, but naieve, still.
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Belial pushed himself away from the bar, standing stiffly with his head tilted towards a far window. Uncertainty was something he had always dealt with and it had become somewhat of an old acquaintence, though he was not precisely on friendly terms with it.
"I suppose I have," he said ponderingly, brushing his black hair back from his face. He remembered Lucifer's lying smile and extended hand. They had been created all-knowing, but naieve, still.