[Michael would have liked to see the Nether in its prime, too. Abraxas is as beautiful as the Earth he knows, but without the shadow of his Father's touch over it. Mostly, though, he'd like to live somewhere not as devoted to the worship of pagan gods as Solvunn for a little while.
He nods, acknowledging Geralt's perspective. It's not a hard scenario to picture. Familiar, even. Heaven had run well for millennia, but as soon as he'd been out of the picture, the Holy Host had turned on itself. In the end the angels themselves were what was responsible for decimating the angels.]
Sometimes one or two species is the problem.
[He thinks of the Leviathans, too, so hungry they had to be sealed away before the rest of creation could come into being.]
Then we're helping simply by existing here. It seems doubtful that's enough to save it.
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He nods, acknowledging Geralt's perspective. It's not a hard scenario to picture. Familiar, even. Heaven had run well for millennia, but as soon as he'd been out of the picture, the Holy Host had turned on itself. In the end the angels themselves were what was responsible for decimating the angels.]
Sometimes one or two species is the problem.
[He thinks of the Leviathans, too, so hungry they had to be sealed away before the rest of creation could come into being.]
Then we're helping simply by existing here. It seems doubtful that's enough to save it.