[ WP ] The devil dies , and learns of a second afterlife .

Alpha and Omega. Beginning and the end. 
 
 I was eternity. Forever. I was there along-side him, when he created the heavens and the earth. I witnessed his creation. I was sickened, by their blind loyalty, their endless praise. So I did what was in my nature. I accused. I taught these fleas how to think for themselves. I bared for all to see, his selfish, arrogant methods, and they could n't deny it. I subverted them, gave them thought, and many of them saw him for the fraud he was. 
 
 So when these fleas died, he sent them to me, disgusted by their questioning ways. And again, I indulged in my nature. I took delight in accusing every single one of them, laying out their folly. It amused me, to observe them. Their constant pondering about their origin, and their destination, was of particular interest. I had given them free thought, the ability to be as critical as I, and I enjoyed seeing the fleas trying to utilize it in their own limited capacity. 
 
 Or maybe not as limited as I thought, for it never occurred to me to wonder about my own origin, or my own destination. I had called him out, questioned him, subverted him. But I never doubted him on one thing. 
 
 He always was, and always will be. And I, right along side him. For all my questioning and arguing, I never thought we could be tied by the same limitations as the fleas he had created. 
 
 But here I was, being held by a being I could n't comprehend, with a power I could not fathom. It read out a list of my sins, laid out my flaws and imperfections for me to see, the same way I had accused the fleas of HIS creation. 
 
 And as realization dawned on me, I began to laugh. My world had been ripped apart, my pride shattered, and I knew how insignificant I really was. It was all too good to be true. Because there was one being in existence with more pride than me. 
 
 And I could n't wait until he found himself here to face how insignificant he really was.
