making him lose his temper.
“Why do you think that?” Satan asked.
“So what if a few angels rebelled with the original Satan? We had nothing to do with that! He can’t keep holding us responsible for the sins of our ancestors! But he marooned us here in this world, where we’re constantly living in fear of demon attacks! I hate him…I hate God!”
A strange thing happened: Satan suddenly looked depressed. Aster had never seen him with such a dire look on his face, even at his father’s funeral. “My boy, what you have said is true; it is certainly God’s fault that we are here. But consider this: We are here .”
“What?”
“If God had simply decided to execute the first Satan and his followers, none of us would be alive today. Had you ever thought of that?”
“No, my Lord, I hadn’t…”
“Your father and I shared the same dream; did he ever speak of it to you?”
“No, my Lord.”
“Your father and I had always dreamt of restoring our relationship with God.”
“Why,” Aster scoffed, “so that he ‘forgives’ us and invites us all back to Heaven?”
“No,” Satan answered firmly, “our place is no longer in Heaven. This is our home now. I simply want to feel the love of our Father again.” Aster thought his dream was incredibly stupid, but could never openly mock his Lord. Instead, he posed a simple question.
“How do you intend on doing that, my Lord?”
“The only way I know how: by continuing to lead a good life, be a good ruler, and lead my people to prosperity. Do you find my dream foolish, boy?”
“It is not my place to question my King,” Aster said. “I will merely continue to do as you command me to.”
“Perhaps one day you will understand,” Satan smiled.
“Perhaps.”
“I can tell you need your rest, so I’ll be taking my leave now.” Aster gave a weak bow as Satan headed for the door. Before he exited, he turned around and said one last thing to him. “I’ve always felt that you will play a large role in making my dream come true.” Unexpected, and Aster hadn’t a clue as to what he meant by that. Instead of replying, he simply stared blankly, waiting for him to say more. “Goodnight,” Satan said, exiting the room with a smile on his face.
Aster crawled into his hammock and wasted no time succumbing to sleep. And so this workday was done, but tomorrow would be more of the same. Indeed the future held many tough battles, life threatening situations, and strong opponents for him to face. And even though he didn’t believe it, Satan was correct about him playing a large role in repairing the devils relationship with God. In fact, the fate of not only Hell, but Earth and Heaven as well was highly dependant upon Aster’s future actions.
To him though, it was just another devil’s workday.
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