And one of the worst things He did was force them all to watch as their home deteriorated into their prison and their older brothers became their captors. And though they were created without emotions, without feeling, they grew to hate and they learned what pain and suffering was, and the hate grew and the learning started in their home, where all are free and pain and hate exist not. And with new emotions and new feelings burning within them, they envied and they hurt and they destroyed with a terrifying sickness, a learned bitterness, an acquired taste and a drive to rectify the agony they were in.
And one of the worst things He did was force them all to watch as their home deteriorated into their prison and their older brothers became their captors and the clouds became stained with their blood. And they flew with their broken hearts and wounded wings to war-grounds that once upon a time, used to be the gardens they plucked flowers from to braid in their hair. And those who survived flew back to base with their broken hearts, wounded wings and their bloodstained swords, remembering the days when they used to exchange life blessing gifts to each other instead of death bringing blows.
And the worst thing He did was punish them all for being the helpless victims to mistakes of His own making. And the greatest thing He gave them was the memories of the time when things weren't so bad and two brothers were the best of friends and there was a never ending song of joy playing in Heaven and the devil was something no one knew was waiting around the corner.