I began to organize hell, ensuring that there were spirits willing to follow my commands at each level. I forced them to explore the entire realm of hell.
One day, one of my subordinates reported that they had two angels imprisoned in the dungeon.
"We caught them together when that being of light tried to enter hell. We have kept them locked up for over a thousand years." They laughed, trying to please me.
Foolish creatures.
"Bring one of them to me," I ordered. Shortly after, three ugly and ferocious beings brought forth a shining creature. My anger flared at the sight, causing me to roar furiously, shaking hell and all its inhabitants.
The creature was radiant with light, a being of exquisite beauty, born in perfection. I despised their kind.
Finally, one of God's own was in my hands.