John hesitated a moment. This one wasn't his secret to tell, but it seemed to lie at the root of all Raphael's issues somehow. Maybe if he just told the crazy bastard what he wanted to know, he'd lay off them all, find somebody else to blame for his own dissatisfaction.
"He cut Belial loose from Hell," he said flatly. "And I helped. Almost had to kill him to do it, and Lucifer fought to keep him. That's why you felt so much demonic power around the place. But it worked. He's free."
His eyes narrowed. "And since you brought it up, I sold my soul to Hell because I was dying of terminal lung cancer, the Devil was out to get me and Gabriel told me nobody in Heaven would help me. Guess you must not have got the memo or you'd know that already. You don't have to take my word for it, though. Ask him."
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Date: 2006-02-19 01:11 am (UTC)"He cut Belial loose from Hell," he said flatly. "And I helped. Almost had to kill him to do it, and Lucifer fought to keep him. That's why you felt so much demonic power around the place. But it worked. He's free."
His eyes narrowed. "And since you brought it up, I sold my soul to Hell because I was dying of terminal lung cancer, the Devil was out to get me and Gabriel told me nobody in Heaven would help me. Guess you must not have got the memo or you'd know that already. You don't have to take my word for it, though. Ask him."