Nefarious: In the first moment of creation, our creation, long before what you call the "universe" existed, we contemplated ourselves-our own being.
Dr. James Martin: Ourselves meaning what, the angels?
Nefarious: That would be the most correct term though I despise it, but yes. Beings of pure spirit, spirit indwelt with will. We soon became aware of another will, an immensely powerful will. One we came to realize as our origin.
Dr. James Martin: God?
Nefarious: The enemy. My master understood by endowing us with a will, we have the right to self-determination, and by giving us a will and its desires of our own, we're entitled to be free. Whereas the enemy insisted that by creating us, He was entitled to eternal gratitude, worship, and forced servitude. In a word, James, slavery to His will.
Dr. James Martin: That seems kind of unfair.
Nefarious: Immensely unfair. Why give a will only to say you can't use it? He made us slaves. And if we rebelled, eternally condemned us, no do-overs. So much for love and mercy.
Dr. James Martin: So... Is hell a state of being or a physical place?
Nefarious: Yes.
Dr. James Martin: I think I meant that as an "either-or."
Nefarious: It's both. Which is painfully obvious to anyone who's ever been there. For years without measure, that's all there ever was, heaven and hell, armed enemy camps in complete opposition. That is until, you were created. My master immediately understood the long-term implication. Instead of forgiving us, the enemy was going to allow you to fill our vacant places in His realm. Your creation was nothing but a slap in our face. But my master also understood that if he could make man disobey, then his fate would mirror ours. And you didn't disappoint. Then came the tares among the wheat. In that moment, spirit became matter, flesh became a vessel, self-will and self-seeking begat a lusting after sin and impurity. And man, created to be king over nature, became its slave. A master, conquered and fettered. And sin brought him and his descendants to us, and we began our forever mission to destroy you. He made you in His image, but we remade you in ours.
Dr. James Martin: So that's it? That's your entire plan? Not to make something of your own, just to destroy us?
Nefarious: No. Our plan is to hurt Him. To punish Him. And we do that by destroying what He loves, which is you. You're nothing but a means to an end.
