Crowley may well take credit for the first temptation, but in Beelzebub's mind, that had happened long before man had been exiled from Eden. Temptation had been born in a realm where betrayal had not cast its shadows before or since with the whispers of the Morningstar creeping into the ears of angels. Sweet his words had been, a taste of something that had heretofore never existed in the celestial sphere. Tempting.
He doubted very much that this golden youth before him - Antichrist or no - understood quite how much he sounded like Lucifer.
"A pretty speech, Adam," the Crown remarked quietly. "And is this how you have brought these others to you? Talk of free will and breaking bonds grown old?" Bringing them all to a place that Adam had created. How like his father, indeed.
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Date: 2007-12-30 09:52 am (UTC)He doubted very much that this golden youth before him - Antichrist or no - understood quite how much he sounded like Lucifer.
"A pretty speech, Adam," the Crown remarked quietly. "And is this how you have brought these others to you? Talk of free will and breaking bonds grown old?" Bringing them all to a place that Adam had created. How like his father, indeed.