Welcome to my stop for Lucifer blog tour!
They stopped into a clearing and Bryan brought them both to a stop as they approached a statue of two angels, one angel standing on top of the other. His wings were stretched from his back, full and wide; if they were real, they could envelop them both. He had a halo circling around his head. A sword in the form of a cross was held in one of his hands, about to stab into the back of the second angel. His other arm had an oval shield attacked to it, his chest was covered in a breastplate made of bronze, and bronze sandals adorned his feet. The second angel had smaller wings, his face contorted in pain. His fingers were gripping the edge of the platform on which the statues were set.
"Wow, it's beautiful," Zahara said quietly, stepping away from Bryan.
"It's a depiction of Archangel Michael delivering the final blow to Lucifer," Bryan said, staring up at the statue of Michael.
"You mean like the whole Genesis story?" Zahara asked, glancing back at him.
Bryan nodded his head. "You know the story?"
"I know Lucifer betrayed God. He led one third of Heaven in rebellion against God. They fell from Heaven because some of the angels fell in love with mortal women. Isn't that how the story goes?" Zahara ran her fingers over the fact of the statue of Lucifer.
Bryan followed her gaze. "The most often told version of the story was that Lucifer became jealous of God's love for his new created creatures, the humans, and the rebellion was formed as a direct reaction to his feelings of rage and betrayal."
"So Lucifer just threw a temper tantrum," Zahara commented. She slowly walked around the statue.
"I'm not sure it's quite that simple," Bryan said, his tone distant. "Imagine your best friends is not only your creator but like a brother to you. He has always trusted you, has always confided in you. You were the first angel created. Made of such beauty the Earth wept in awe. Lucifer was that angel." Bryan place a hand onto the head of the smaller angel. "Lucifer had been there to watch the Earth be formed, the humans be created, and to watch the humans destroy themselves. In creating the human race, God fell madly in love. He saw great beauty in their imperfections, no matter the sorrow they brought him. Some say Lucifer rebelled to protect God from himself. God was too blind to the truth of the humans, and Lucifer wanted to protect him from any more pain. Others say Lucifer wanted to take control of Heaven; that he felt God has lost his ability to lead. And yet others say Lucifer himself fell in love with a human woman, but due to God's strict rule of angels and humans never meeting, Lucifer rebelled; the loved the woman that much."
"Lucifer in love; wonder how that story would have played out," Zahara mused. She slid her hand into the back pocket holding her dagger and stared up at the statues as she walked behind Bryan.
"Whichever the case, Lucifer rebelled and took a huge chunk of Heaven with him. Many of thos angels did lust after women, which was probably why he was able to convince them so easily to follow him. Michael was sent to put an end to the battle once and for all. Trusted as much as Lucifer himself, Michael was God's most beloved soldier. Michael and Lucifer were brothers in a war that would set them against one another. As the story goes, Lucifer lost the war and was sent to Earth until judgment."
"Is that why you were sent?" Zahara whipped the dagger out and held it against Bryan's back. She ma not be able to reach his neck, but she would run it through him if he tried anything.
Bryan remained still. "What do you mean?"
"Enough with the games; I know what you are, Nephilim, and if you make one move, I promise I will carve you open." She pressed the dagger harder against his back. "Now, start talking."
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