From the start was Providence, a wise and powerful lady who created this universe because... She felt like it.
Providence loved to experiment; combine this with that, squish it down, and see what happens. Elaborate plans were Her forte, although She had a tendency to get absorbed into one aspect and forget the rest.
However, after creating so many things – like dirt and chairs and nifty suits… She grew lonely. She was the only thinking, feeling thing in existence, and it was sad to be alone.
So, She began to create a companion. It would be nice to have someone loyal and playful like her! And it'd be great to be able to hold them close and run around with them…
She wound up creating dogs – and don't get Her wrong, dogs are great! But they don't talk…and they're a lot of work.
She tried again. Maybe something not so energetic all the time? Something that makes a nice sound, and is warm and can take care of itself somewhat…and thus, cats.
It went on like this over and over again. Each time a different animal was being churned out and ending up not what She wanted, and it made Her sad when they died. So, after the primates failed to be Her helpers, She began making angels.
She made them like Herself to begin with: Azrael, Cassiel, Sachiel, Sandalphon, Haniel…. They were lovely girls, and each different, but they were too similar to Herself, and their adoration of Her was touching, but overwhelming.
Then She had the idea of a "male." It would be quite different from Herself and the girls…and maybe give Her more of what She wanted.
Thus Gabriel, Michael, Uriel, and Raphael came to be, but again, their love was automatic. That wasn't what She wanted at all. They could think and they could feel, but they couldn't choose. And they couldn't change things like She could – only with Her permission.
She was almost done with this particular experiment. She could content Herself, but…
"...Okay, maybe the six hundred and sixty-sixth try is the charm..." She murmured, carefully shaping this being. Immortal, yes, but She'd have him age a bit first. She wanted to watch him develop and change, and that was one thing that would strengthen his difference from the others. But She already knew what he would grow into, molding it into him now. Tall and thin…not the most macho of men, but handsome in his own way.
And then, there was the fire.
Fire was another creation of Hers, and She wanted to put it to good use in the making of this new little one. Fire could be warm and beautiful, but it could also be very powerful. She wanted him to be warm to the touch and nice to hug, so not only was he filled with hot lava and bright yellow "blood," but the tuft of orange hair on his head resembled a flame, too.
She let the new body come to rest in front of Her and smiled as he began to move: the small, cuddly version of Her perfect companion. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, which were still sleepy and closed.
"Hello, Mephistopheles!" She said with a proud grin. "Happy birthday, little guy!"
On hearing his name, he opened his bright golden eyes and smiled, giggling cutely at the happy face in front of him.
Providence then reached into the pocket of her jacket and pulled out a round, ring-like shape.
A halo just for him.
All of the other angels She had made before him had one, and now it was his turn. She placed it above his head and it began to glow, staying suspended in the air. Letting out an amused squeak, the redheaded toddler reached up to touch the strange round thing his new friend had given him.
Still smiling from ear to ear, Prov then gave his nose a tiny poke. He twitched and sneezed, causing a small pair of wings to fluff out from his back.
Finally, She picked him up and gave him a loving hug. The lava and the fire had done its job; he was pleasantly warm, unlike so many of the others who were cool and misty like the cosmos that surrounded them. Sighing happily, little Meph hugged Her back, and Prov kissed his forehead.
"Welcome to Heaven, Mephistopheles."
He was perfect.