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"That was a waste," they admonished. "How much of your Light did it take to rescue those people?"
"It wasn't a lot…" the angel demurred.
"Nevertheless." The archangel scowled. "You knew they were nonbelievers. You knew you would not be getting that Light back."
1227 words (6 minutes)
When Divine Ones war with one another, most people tremble in fear of what is to come.
Now, it's certainly rare for mortals to get caught up in the battles directly. Those clashes between the angelic hosts almost invariably take place far up above in their heavens.
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They call this place an infirmary. They act as though this is a place of medicine, as though they offer treatment for the illness that saps us of strength and dignity and independence.
It is not. It is an altar on which they sacrifice us for the sake of worthier souls.