"Bewitchment! This is bewitchment! Great Holy Mother Angelica, please don't give in to Lucifer's temptation and hand over the Son of God Messiah's body. He is a fallen Angel, a liar, an instigator, a traitor. Once you give him the Son of God Messiah's body, he won't save our world from the war between the supreme beings. He might even cast it into a bottomless Abyss."
Lucifer had barely finished speaking when, before Angelica could make up her mind, a Believer hurriedly spoke out against him.
"Liar" and "instigator" referred to the Ancient Serpent Satan, but to him, there was little difference between Lucifer and Satan. Both were creations of the Lord, and both had betrayed him.
"Great Holy Mother Angelica, we have no fear of death. Even if the world is destroyed, we will never allow the Son of God's body to be desecrated."
"Get out, Lucifer! You aren't welcome here. Get out!"
"Get out!" "Get out!"
Believers grew restless in front of Saint-Ang Cathedral. If people did not fear death, how could death be used to frighten them? These Believers were not even afraid to die. Why would they fear Lucifer's reputation?
But tens of thousands of Believers stood before Saint-Ang Cathedral, and only a few hundred were protesting. Far more fell silent after hearing Lucifer's words.
Lucifer's demand for the Son of God's body was sacrilege, but he had said he could save their world from the quagmire of war between two supreme beings.
Those praying here now were all devout Believers in God. Yet even for them, when forced to choose between Faith and their own lives, their lives seemed a little more important.
*No, it wasn't that our lives mattered more. The Lord said: Ask, and it shall be given to you. We're only