Extermination Day, 1928
"Adam!"
"And she's back," one of the exorcists noted as Charlie literally rode up to Adam on Dazzle's back.
"Hellflake," Adam greeted with a raised eyebrow. "Your dad lurking nearby?"
"He left just a moment ago. He wanted me to give you this!" Charlie said, holding up a note for Adam to read with both hands, head face poking above the top.
"...Dammit, she's cute."
The exorcists looked among themselves, trying to figure out who said that to no avail.
Adam elected to ignore that. "Ladies?"
"We know, Sir," Lute acknowledged with a nod as the exterminators fanned out to begin their purge.
Adam, however, leaned forward to read the note.
"Adam,
I admit that handled that poorly, worse than you did even. I'm allowing Charlie to continue these flights with you. Hell only knows why she trusts you, but she does and she takes after her mother plenty."
Adam stopped to snort in obvious disdain.
"Before you rant about me being a "shit father" again, I am keeping an eye on things. Since you both insist on this, I'm reluctantly trusting you to keep her safe.
Lucifer."
Adam took the note, crushed it into a ball, and threw it into the air. He then proceeded to flip the bird, destroying the note with a holy laser. "Eye that, Scratch!" Adam said in annoyance.
"That wasn't very nice! He even said I could still fly with you," Charlie said with a huff.
"Hellflake, if your Dad is watching, I'm going to flip him off," Adam said factually as if it was as simple as night and day. "Shall we?"
"...Can I ride on your back again?" Charlie asked in a small, hopeful voice.
"You have goat-horse," Adam pointed out flatly. "Which, admittedly, are kind of badass."
'You said wings are better!" Charlie argued with poof cheeks.
"Uhh, yeah! They are! If they're your own wings," Adam reminded, crossing his arms as Charlie pouted.
"Hmph!" Charlie huffed, looking away.
"Did you hear me say no?" Adam pointed out smugly.
Charlie perked up at that as Dazzle grunted.
Adam pointed a finger right at Dazzle's eye. "You only get a ride because you'd just be a fucking target if you flew with us."
Dazzle looked down in a sulky manner.
"It's okay, Dazzle, you're still growing," Charlie assured., patting the back of Dazzle's neck comfortingly.
"He is?" Adam asked in legitimate surprise. "Huh. And I thought this was the adult form."
"Nope! They'll get really, really big when they're older!" Charlie assured, Dazzle baaing proudly.
Adam shrugged at that as he flew over. "Okay, jump on before I change my mind."
Charlie agreed quickly, jumping onto his back, soon joined by a now-smaller Dazzle.
"Hey, umm, Adam? Is something going on in the human world?" Charlie asked in concern.
"Some kind of big boom with their current money systems. Automobiles are more of a thing. Films have sound now," Adam mused.
"They do!?" Charlie said in amazement, eyes sparkling. "I thought we had to add that in with magic...!?"
"Yeah, I know right?" Adam agreed with a chuckle.
"B-but that's not what I meant!" Charlie said quickly. "It's just, well... more Sinners are showing up than normal, and most of them are Chinese?"
"Oh, yeah, that. They started a civil war last year. Over what, I don't even know," Adam said with distaste.
"I always thought it'd be nice in Heaven, being able to watch what happens on Earth," Charlie said with a frown. "It sounds awful, watching all of that."
Adam was silent for a long moment before he spoke. "You ever seen a polar bear?"
"What? Umm, yes. A sinner polar bear, but yes, why?" Charlie answered curiously.
"What color are they?" Adam asked.
"White?" Charlie answered with a furrowed brow.
"ZZZZZ!" Adam made a loud noise, like some kind of buzzer. "Wrong! They're black!"
"What? No, they're not!" Charlie insisted.
"The fur is white. Their bodies are black underneath," Adam explained. "Is it white just because you can only see the fur and not the skin?"
"I...think so?" Charlie answered thoughtfully.
"Eh, probably should have just used the old zebra analogy. You know those fuckers actually are black with white stripes?" Adam said with a cackle
"Now you're just trying to make me feel stupid," Charlie accused, despite her smile.
"The round-ass point I'm trying to make? Most of the time, the living world is as great or as terrible as you think it is. Look for good things, you'll find them. Look for bad, you find them too," Adam explained. "Bad shit just stinks more so it's easier to spot."
Charlie opened her mouth, then stopped. Suddenly, slowly, she looked up at around Pentagram City. Not at the purges below, but the new souls that were unfortunate enough to die and drop in on this day of all days.
"Hellflake? You doze off back there? You better not be drooling on my wings," Adam warned.
"Yeah, yeah I'm okay," Charlie said with a distracted voice, Dazzle rubbing her side, prompting her to pet his head. "Adam?"
"Hmm?"
"I've tried asking my parents about...things. Things I should probably ask them instead of you," Charlie started. "But..."
"What didn't they explain this fucking time?" Adam asked bluntly.
"I asked about Eden."
Adam paused for a minute. "Yeah, that'll probably do it."
"I don't mean about what happened! I...wanted to know that too, but..." Charlie shook her head. "What I mean is, I tried asking about Eden itself. What it was like and everything. But Mommy and Daddy said it's hard to explain."
"Yeah, that's about dead on the money," Adam admitted with a sigh. "Hellflake? I'll make you a deal."
"...Can Angels make deals...?" Charlie asked in bewilderment.
"Not that kind, you marshmallow-brained butter-moth," Adam said with an eye roll.
"...That was the most delicious insult I ever heard," Charlie said, touching her stomach. "I'm hungry now."
"Focus," Adam reminded in amusement. "Here's the deal. You still need an answer by next year? I'll answer it."
"Okay, but can you...tell me why it's hard to explain at least?" Charlie asked, truly bewildered at this point.
Adam mulled over how to summarize this. "You know how the story goes that I named every fucking thing in the Garden?"
"Yes?" Charlie accepted with a head tilt.
"Yeah, it was a lot more complicated than that. It wasn't just picking sounds for a name, it was defining what that name meant. And trust me, that shit is not as boring as it fucking sounds," Adam said with a chuckle.
"Now I really want to know!" Charlie said in disappointment.
"Sucks to suck, whine to your parents," Adam retorted with a grin.
With a final groan from Charlie, Adam arrived at her balcony. Despite that, Charlie slid down his robes with a smile. "Fine, deal! And you're an angel, so you have to keep it even though we didn't shake on it!"
"Sure, Hellflake, whatever you say," Adam waved off with a chuckle.
Before they could say anything else, a loud crash rang through the room.
Adam's long golden wing instantly moved in front of Charlie, who stood on her toes to look over the wing and see what happened.
Her harp had fallen over, falling to the floor after knocking over her chair and sending the violin case falling to the floor.
"CHARLIE!" Lucifer exclaimed, barging in exactly one second after the crash.
"Daddy, I'm fine!" she said as Adam withdrew his wing." Razzle just knocked the harp over when we woke him up."
The ascended human and fallen angel looked to the corner again and saw that Razzle was indeed sitting there with a rather stupid and/or innocent look on his face.
"Oh," Lucifer said in understanding before wagging his finger at the creature. "Naughty Razzle, giving us all a fright."
"The Harp broke," Adam pointed out bluntly, noticing some broken strings.
"Oh. Momma got that for my ninety-sixth birthday," Charlie said in disappointment. "Daddy, can you fix it?"
"No problem honey!" Lucifer assured with a smile, twirling his cane before zapping the harp. The harp was set back upright and the wires fixed. Lucifer leaned over and plucked them each, frowning as one was loose. Another zap and it was properly tuned. "There, all fixed again!"
"Again?" Adam asked automatically, glancing at Charlie.
She smiled sheepishly. "I might have gotten my horns caught in them once and forgot how to make them go away."
"You should have seen her when-" Lucifer started with a wide smile, but stopped when he remembered who he was talking to. "Right, ignore me and all."
"Already doing that," Adam said flatly. An uneasy silence came over the room, which Adam decided needed to die after Charlie started looking between them. "Fuck it. Hellflake wants to know what Eden was like. As a place. I'm sure you fuckers told her your version of what happened as a bedtime story-"
Charlie nodded automatically, confirming that guess.
"-so are you going to bitch if I fill her in on this secret setting factoid?" Adam asked with his arms crossed.
Lucifer blinked thoughtfully. "Do you think you could explain it better than us?"
Surprisingly, it was less a challenge and more an honest question.
"I'm a bit rusty, but I had to explain this shit about ten thousand fucking times while I was alive," Adam said as something glitched across his mask. "At least she knows it was real."
There was something bitter and ancient in that final comment. "What do you mean?" Charlie asked with a head tilt.
Adam hadn't realized he said that part out loud. He slowly balled his fist, casting a glare at Lucifer. The Devil looked surprised, but it quickly shifted to an almost resigned look.
"W-what? What did I say now?" Charlie asked apologetically, looking between the two men for answers.
Adam let out a long breath and opened his fists. "Nothing. I got to go."
He turned and made to leave before Charlie could process or question that, taking off into the sky.
Charlie looked back at her father with wide, questioning eyes. "Daddy? Who did he mean? What did I do?"
Lucifer cringed a bit at the question but answered. "That's not my story to tell, Princess."
Lute was fighting what was, in simplest terms, a two-headed minotaur when Adam came down and bisected it in half. "Hey, Dangertits, how's the day rolling?" he asked with a grin as the demon's two halves fell away in a bloody mess.
"Sir," she greeted, glancing back to a window where she knew a sinner was hiding. "No Overlords tonight, or informants. I think the Overlords are taking precautions."
"Let'em, it'll backfire on them eventually. The more souls they have, the more fuckers to sell their asses up shit creek," Adam said confidently. "..."
Lute knew Adam well. His mask didn't exist to her at this point. "What's wrong, Sir?"
"Kid asked about some ancient history, dragging up old memories," Adam answered as he looked at her.
Lute's stoic face briefly morphed into a look of sympathy and sadness. She tried to cover it up, but she knew he saw it.
"You looked at me just like that when we first met."
Lute's eyes widened at that as the two stared at each other. For one second, Hell faded away and they were lost in some ancient memory only they both knew of.
"Lord Adam, I-" Lute started, only to stop as he shot a beam of light right by her head. Unafraid, she looked back and saw some sinner crumble out of an alleyway.
"Right, you did use to call me "Lord Adam" and shit like that," Adam recalled with a chuckle. "When did you switch to Sir again?"
Lute's face shifted back into her normal expression as she answered. "I don't recall, Sir."
She was lying and they both knew it. But neither of them wanted to talk about it more.
Extermination Day, 1929
"Are there baby heavenborn?" Adam repeated with a raised eyebrow. "Kid, didn't you want to know about Eden?"
'Yeah, but it's not like this'll take long, right?" Charlie asked from on his back. "Or is it a long answer?"
"Eh, not really long. There's plenty, sure. But most are just from your everyday halo-fucker. There's one who is about your age, in more ways than one," Adam informed.
"Huh? You mean she's...?"
"One-hundred ten, going on twelve," Adam answered with a chuckle. "She's the newest seraphim. The Empyrean's metaphorical cunt hasn't popped one of her out since the damn pyramids started getting built."
"Empyrean?" Charlie asked with a frown.
"It's just what we call where Heavenborn pop out of if they're not born without a cunt and dick involved," Adam waved off. "Anything else?"
"What's her name? What's she like?" Charlie asked eagerly.
"What, the Baby-phim? Her name is Emily and she's..." Adam trailed off.
"She's, what?" Charlie prompted.
"Honestly? She's a lot like you, just in heaven. Always wanting to learn more about how to help souls enjoy and settle being in Heaven," Adam explained, surprised to realize this himself.
"She sounds nice!" Charlie said before looking sheepish. "But I guess that's normal. She is an angel born in heaven."
"So was your father, "Adam reminded with a hint of coldness.
Charlie opened her mouth to say something but thought better of it. "Do you, umm, like her?"
"Kid, she's a kid," Adam reminded. "Fucks like that go down here."
"No, not like that! I mean, are you friends with her?" Charlie clarified quickly.
"I...don't feel either way on the little fucker? There's this other Seraphim, Sera? She's kind of acting as Emily's big sis or mom or whatever while teaching her the celestial ropes. Probably doesn't want me around her too much, bad influence and all. Sera's great, sometimes has another halo up her ass, but her protective instincts popped out big for this moth-sprout. Don't even think she fucking noticed!"
Charlie tilted her head. "Have you tried talking to Emily at all?"
"Eh. Not really," Adam answered. "Why?"
"Well..." Charlie trailed off.
"Clocks ticking, Hellflake," Adam reminded.
"I don't know. I like talking to you. I just think maybe she would too," Charlie answered. "I mean, angels like her help humans be happy in heaven, right? And you're the First Man, so wouldn't you be able to help her with that a lot?"
Adam had no clever argument against that logic, so pivoted to a different one. "What makes you think I'd want to spend time with a heavenborn brat?"
"Becaaaaaause you like exterminating sinners but spend part of E-Day with me every year?" Charlie answered playfully.
Adam contemplated dropping Charlie. Catching her, obviously, but dropping her all the same. "So. Eden?"
"Yes, please, tell me!" Charlie answered eagerly, flopping again his back dramatically. "I'm burning to know."
"Was that the fucking hell pun?" Adam asked and took a breath. "Okay, Eden wasn't just a place. It was it's own reality and, more importantly, it was a fucking Idea."
"An idea?" Charlie repeated in confusion.
"Everything was...fluid. Wavy? Fuck, there are literally no good words for this," Adam admitted. "Look, humans were created in the image of the Angels. Everything else was more of a...concept. I helped figure out what things should be like. Should leaves be green, red, or blue? Should a dog have fur or scales? We decided that stuff."
"We? You mean, you and...Mommy?" Charlie asked tentatively. She knew talking about her parents as more than just, well, her parents was a tricky thing to do without making Adam angry in some way.
Adam took a deep breath. "No, but also yes. I meant "we" as in us and the Angels. The angels were...outside it. Above and beyond it. As the Frist Man, I was like the fucking holy editor. I fine-tuned a lot of the little concepts of Creation. They all saw things better through human eyes, since we that had to live with and experience it all, being part of Creation."
"I...Okay, that is a bit confusing," Charlie admitted curiously. "And naming things...?"
"Naming things was basically the stamp of approval and an entry into the cosmic dictionary. Example? I made a fruit that was long and yellow and named it a banana."
"...Was that made to look like your...dick?" Charlie asked in morbid curiosity.
"Full honesty? No, I just wanted a fucking fruit that wasn't round and I could still grab," Adam explained. "I won't get into the shit that went down, but yes, your bitch of a mother could do the same stuff before she split. So could Eve."
Charlie frowned but didn't try to say anything against the insult to her mother. Best to avoid that subject. Mostly. "Can I ask...what was some of the stuff Mom named and...made? Formed? Shaped?"
This subject didn't rile Adam as much as even he expected. "Elephants, she had the trunk idea. Hyenas, to no fucking surprise. If you know, Hellflake, you know. She made up the overall idea behind how a lot of insects act as a hive. We both had the same damn idea and ended up making Crocodiles and Alligators. We fought about that one, so fucking sure we each stole the idea from the other."
"...What did Eve make?" Charlie asked softly.
Adam smiled suddenly. "The sun."
Charlie started. "That didn't already...exist?"
"Before, the day and night just "were." The light was spread across the sky evenly, fading away for the night and back again to the day. She whispered to the angels because she wanted to surprise me. They liked the idea so much, forming it into a ball that would let us know how long the day had left," Adam explained nostalgically. "The First Sunrise, the First Sunset. I never could decide when I liked more."
"That sounds amazing. And...nice," Charlie said, deep in thought.
"It was," Adam agreed absently, the ghost of a ghost of a smile on the mask.
"...Who made the platypus?" Charlie asked suddenly.
"Shit. Okay, that was...Look, it started as one of your father's cocked-up concepts he snuck into Eden! He got an earful for that one. I think they invented thunder just by yelling at him sometimes," Adam said in frustration. "We made it work, even if it was always a weird little fucker. Trust me, that little piece of shit was worse when we first got it!" Adam said with some revulsion.
Charlie almost giggled at that but held it back as she looked forward. "We're almost home."
"Yep," Adam acknowledged. "Any last questions?"
Charlie tapped her chin. "Mommy and Daddy told me a bit about Eden too. Your way has a lot of cuss words, but it was still easier to understand. I think they had trouble avoiding talking about...what else happened."
Adam grunted, deigning not to say anything about that. "Not a question, Hellflake."
"...Was there ice in Eden?" Charlie asked innocently.
Adam blinked in bewilderment. "Say what again?"
"Well, it always sounds like it was a nice and sunny day there. So, did it have ice?"
"Huh," Adam scratched his head. "I have been asked questions about Eden for ten thousand years. Was there ice? Okay, that's...that's a first for me. I don't get those too often anymore."
"Not an answer," Charlie said, smiling as she returned his words.
"There wasn't supposed to be? Seasons didn't fucking exist. We had warm days and cool nights. Shit didn't burn or freeze. But there was this angel, Hishkael? You never heard of him. Your father convinced him to turn some water to ice," Adam explained, still a bit amazed by the actual new question. "It was...interesting at the time. Learned really fucking fast why there wasn't ice in Eden after my first winter."
Charlie didn't know how to respond to that. "I wish I could have seen it."
"You and every generation of mankind," Adam remarked with a frown.
"I'm...sorry, I shouldn't have said that," Charlie apologized.
"Nah, you got more fucking tact than most adults that ever asked me this shit," Adam assured as they came down for a landing. "Well, I gotta go. Sinners aren't going to kill themselves."
"You know they will," Charlie retorted flatly. "They just don't stay dead that way."
"Oh, sharp. Getting a sharp tongue, Hellflake?" Adam asked with a grin taking to the air slightly. "Later. I'd say drive your parents crazy, but you are regrettably too good of a brat for that."
"Goodbye! I'd say be safe, but I'm more worried about everyone else!" Charlie called out as Adam flew away. She smiled before she heard the door open, smiling at the visitor. "Mommy! Why didn't you ever tell me you made the elephants?!"
Adam didn't fly far before he found a rather surprising sight. It wasn't his girls or anything else.
It was a sinner on the top of a roof, waving a white flag.
Adam landed with narrowed eyes. "You got a double-death wish or something?"
"Aye, aye, I do my friend," the sinner said with an empty smile as he sat down on the edge of the roof. He was mostly human, save some kind of canine ears and teeth. He had the look of a cowboy, down to a Stetson hat. By his face and accent, Adam was guessing Mexican. "Are you by chance the great angel, Michael?"
"Not a chance," Adam said evenly.
"I'm...somewhat new here, my friend. And I'm not surprised I belonged here," the sinner admitted
Adam studied the man's look of regret. "You want something before I kill you, don't you?"
The sinner nodded. "I won't trouble your holy ears with my excuses. I just want to know...were we wrong? The war I was in, was against those we felt were acting against the church and God. Am I here, because we were wrong about the war, entirely? Or-"
"If you're asking if you were damned for choosing the wrong cause, the answer is no," Adam answered with a calm but brutal honesty. "You get into Hell for what you did on Earth, not what you believed came next.
The man paused before smiling. "Good. Good. I'm sure many of my friends are in Heaven then. They didn't..."
Adam summoned his spear to his hand. "If you want to say whatever the fuck you did, you can. You're not the first or the last to ask me to end them down here."
"Thank you, my friend, I appreciate it," he answered with a weak smile. "My brother died in the war. In my grief, I did some...terrible things. Terrible things to people who did not deserve the wrath my grief brought out."
Adam said nothing as he approached the sinner.
"One final thing, my good angel. Might I know the name of who will end my suffering?" the sinner asked gently as he watched the approaching spear tip.
Adam struck instantly, spear through the heart. It wasn't instant, but it was more painless than most ways he killed demons. As the sinner started to succumb to his second death, Adam granted his answer. "My name is Adam."
The sinner's eyes went wide with awe before a look of pity and apology came around his eyes as the light faded from them.
Adam removed his spear sharply, the body collapsing on the roof. He stared down at the soldier before looking up. "You enjoy trying to creep on me, Lute?"
Lute didn't take the bait. "It's been a few decades since you had a sinner ask for that, Sir."
Adam nodded absently. "Yeah, most of the assholes that want to be put down just run right at one of you girls or flag one of your tight asses down."
Lute nodded to herself. "We have an Overlord, Sir. Though..."
Adam turned to glance at her. "What now, Dangertits?"
"It's just..." Lute made an awkward face. "It's Rasputin, Sir."
"..." Adam stared for a good moment. "Didn't we kill him already?"
"That is what I thought, Sir," Lute said in confusion.
Adam shook his head. "Well, I'll just have to do him in harder this time."
Lute cocked her head.
"You know what I fucking meant, Bitch."
One Month Later
Adam heavily debated the wisdom in listening to the advice of the youngest Morningstar, Hellflake or no Hellflake. But he also knew if he didn't, she'd ask next year. Then the year after that, and so on.
And lying would be too much effort, so he just decided to say fuck it and snap the metaphorical limb back in place.
"Yo, Fluffles."
"EEEEE!" Emily squeaked, literally squeaked as she nearly fell into the water's outside heaven. Well, outside the city at least. "Adam! Sir Adam? Lord Adam?"
"Adam. My name is title enough," Adam said proudly. "What you up to, Ems?"
Emily cocked her head. "You know who I am? I...don't mean to be rude, but I didn't think you would care to remember me."
"Sera may have gushed about you," Adam informed with a smirk. "She didn't ever do that before your little ass popped into existence."
Emily winced slightly at the profanity. "Sera, umm, warned me you had a certain charm to you."
"I bet she fucking did," Adam said with a grin. "But seriously, Little Fluff, the fuck you doing out here? We got better beaches."
"I'm not here to play," Emily said politely, smiling with some embarrassment. "I was just out practicing. Sera is busy and I didn't want to trouble her."
"Kay," Adam acknowledged with a nod. "Still doesn't say why you're out here. This is literally the side of heaven we reserve when assholes want peace and quiet to just let out mind jack off into eternity."
Emily started at that. "Oh no, I didn't disturb or frighten someone, did I? Ohh, I knew I should have just waited for Sera, but she can be so busy and-"
Adam placed a hand on her shoulder. "Emmy, Flufflecake? Cool your roll."
"I...Flufflecake...?" Emily repeated in surprise.
"Nobody is around here. Now why don't you tell this old asshole what the fuck you're so work up about?" Adam asked, pulling out his knowing grin. The old grin he pulled out when he decided to out-wait a brat's stubbornness.
Emily blushed in embarrassment, rubbing her foot against the floor. "I'm over a hundred years old, but everyone still treats me like a little kid."
"You ARE a kid," Adam agreed bluntly.
"Yeah, but not a LITTLE one!" Emily argued. "I know I have a lot to learn, but everyone treats it like it doesn't matter if it takes me another century or two to learn how to help the souls in Heaven."
"Fluffers, it doesn't matter to them," Adam informed. "The old bats and I are ancient, a century isn't worth shit worrying about."
"It IS worth shit to me though!" Emily countered before frowning. "Wait, was that the right counter...?"
"Nah, I get it," Adam waved off. "You're young and want to make your tiny winged ass useful. I get that, I really do. But you still haven't answered what the fuck you're doing out here, exactly."
"Oh," Emily said in thought. "Well, True Angels, especially Seraphims, can use our powers to help conjure things from the Aether. Toys, tools, and even more buildings and landscapes. I'm still young and growing into my powers, so it's not as easy for me."
"Okay, I get why'd you practice out here," Adam mused. "Want some help?"
"I don't mean to be rude, but why do you...care?" Emily asked slowly, wincing a bit at her own question. "I mean, I appreciate it, of course! But I thought you didn't care for me? We have hardly ever spoken yet. Did Sera ask you to watch after me?"
"Nope!" Adam answered smugly. "Honestly, someone I knew thought I should try and talk to you, so here I am."
Emily hummed. "So, this is a...whim?"
"Call it a Random Asshole's Act of Kindness," Adam waved off.
Emily smiled. "I think I would appreciate that. I've actually always wanted to learn more about you?"
Adam rolled his eyes with a smirk. "Yeah, I know, First Man and all that."
"Well, yes, that, but you're also the First Ascended," Emily said with a smile.
Adam started at that. "Oh, Sera already told you about that?" he asked, mildly surprised.
"Of course! You're the first human not only to enter Heaven but the first to ascend to being a True Angel instead of...!" Emily suddenly trailed off with a considering look. "It sounds kind of condescending to say "just winners.""
Adam glanced at one of his wings instinctively. "Hadn't really thought about that in a while. Nobody usually brings that up anymore. But I guess being the First of so many things means some of them get overlooked a lot."
Emily nodded in agreement, very rapidly. "It just occurred to me, well...since you ascended, I thought you might know how to help train me some?"
"Sure, my ass has got bitch-all else to do at the moment," Adam granted. "So, what are you trying to do?"
"How to use my powers to make music for everyone to enjoy," Emily answered innocently.
"...Oh, fuck yes, this might actually be fun."
Emily smiled broadly at the prospect.
End of Chapter
So ends another chapter and the Roaring Twenties. Fun fact? While certain causes of death went up during the Great Depression, the overall mortality rate didn't really increase. Still a horrible time, but Adam probably wouldn't take much notice of it at the time.
Still, yeah, I had some fun with some cosmic world-building. Because there is no actual God in this setting, that means the Angels decided everything as a group project- with Adam, Lilith, and Eve all the ones that help finalize the process. It's a different take on what Eden actually was, a place where concepts became reality, but one I enjoy.
Two main sinners for this chapter are Rasputin, defying the odds even in the afterlife, and a man from the Cristero War in Mexico. Left him unnamed, but he is based on someone real from that war. Mainly I wanted to use him as an example of a different kind of Sinner we didn't see in the show- the kind that WANTS to be exterminated. Either to end their own suffering or a deep shame. Adam and the Exorcists are...respectful to most who ask for their second death.
And yes, Emily is here Look, I can't have Adam becoming Uncle Adam by spending one day a year with her and NOT have Emily getting pulled into this.
Still, lots of little things sprinkled in this chapter that I had fun with. Lilith made Hyenas, the Banana is somehow NOT the original dick joke, we can thank Eve for the sun, and Lucifer gave us the Platypus- hate to think what the original design was like!
Anyway, until next time!
