Guiding Hand
While almost all Creation remained at almost a standstill, the dark cloud and the divine light prepared to keep themselves and each other from boredom. When they did this the previous time, the Darkness and God witnessed the reproduction of the stillborn Leviathan gestalts, whose parents had been enticed by Sefira.
"Mother," the Lesser Darkness broke the silence, "it is time for all your grandchildren to emerge from their deep freeze."
The mother released the six Dark Archangels and the two Deathly Archangels from her grip on time. These eight then beheld their fearsome, dark creator in all her indisputably mid-tier nigh-omnipotence.
"Hallowed, hallowed, hallowed," the darkly six expressed exaltation as they made known their subordination from their true forms, "be the Active Divine Feminine!"
"Her power permeates all Creation!" exclaimed the deathly pair, as they made known their own subordination.
It sure didn't take long for them to become winged suck-ups! What's wrong, Brother?
These beings took a page right out of the heavenly praise, Sis! You and I heard the original words when they were echoed during the sibling-oriented prayer service we went to!
You mean, 'Holy, holy, holy! The Eternal of Hosts! His presence fills all the earth'?
Yeah, that's the chant! Worse, those six were inspired much more by celestial fawning towards extremely prayer-hungry fictional deities than by the heavenly praise!
"There is no active Divine but the Lesser Darkness!" declared the Dark Archangels.
"May you establish your sovereignty speedily," sang the deathly pair.
"That whoever shall address a petition to any god or man, besides you," the darkly six expressed their preternatural knowledge of chanting in the original language before they made their own pronouncements, "Deity Supreme and High Sovereign of High Sovereigns outside the Divine Presence, during your everlasting rule shall be condemned in body and soul!"
These suck-ups sure picked up their chanting real fast!
Go figure!
"There is all Creation," the eight archangels' dark creator pointed out, "which I have renewed…"
A pause ensued after the utterance of those words.
"By my vast power to be a royal residence for the glory of my majesty," the Lesser Darkness chanted her gloat before she spoke her own words, "and my guiding hand!"
The Darkness and God kept their sarcasm to themselves and each other.
Author's Note: This chapter was written as additional homage to the official Season 13 episode "War of the Worlds."