"From the available information, we can conclude that Michael was a model student, a loyal executor," Wu Heng analyzed. "The core driving force behind all his actions was to satisfy 'Father'—to perfectly carry out Father's will, or rather, what he understood Father's will to be."
"He believed the Apocalypse was a script written by God, so ensuring that it proceeded smoothly was his highest mission. Anything that could disrupt the Apocalypse script was his enemy. He also believed Lucifer had defied God's will, and that he had to punish this disobedient younger brother on Father's behalf."
"And what is Lucifer doing now?"
Wu Heng pointed at the demons flooding across the screen. "He is invading the real world on a massive scale, attempting to purge humanity ahead of schedule through brute force. That has already deviated from the 'elegant' arrangement in the Apocalypse script, where the representatives of both sides duel. More importantly—"
He pointed again at the lingering trace left by the cursor that had just sent the message. "Lucifer now knows that the traitor Crowley and we are trying to sabotage the Apocalypse, using the vessel as bait. In Michael's eyes, this already constitutes a direct threat to the Apocalypse script. He knows Lucifer too, and he knows Lucifer will definitely come."
"I get it. So Michael has to stop Lucifer."
Dean caught on faster this time. "He's not helping us. He's protecting that damned script. Once he learned Lucifer might take extreme measures, he had to intervene. He had to make sure Lucifer didn't get the chance to claim Sam as a vessel all by himself!"
"Yes." Wu Heng shut down all the files.
The room was once again filled with the glow of the ring construct and the faint shimmer of the runes on the walls.