What is man but a bright shining light of events and memories? What is the purpose of a man but to shine like a star and explode into a distant memory of things long gone and soon forgotten? What is man but a poorly executed idea of a bored Gad?
Uriel's belief in mankind had dwindled before he saw the star. See after years of searching for the perfect man to execute his rebellion, Uriel had grown rather cynical. He began to see mankind as the mediocre filth that it truly is. Even with all their newly acquired power, they were nothing compared to their creator. Even with all their potential, their prospects remained low. They were pathetic, and Uriel was on the very verge of settling for mediocrity and hoping for the best. For when Logic fails even the most rebellious of atheists consider the possibility that there is a God and he created the universe to accommodate luck. Uriel was about to descend on earth and attempt to make diamonds out of clay. A feat that was impossible by all standards. Then again, he was rebelling against Gad and the laws of possibility were out of the window.
However, when he saw Vade, he immediately knew that he had seen a shining light, a star that would outshine Gad in every way and manner. Uriel was amazed that such a perfectly chaotic and intelligent being could be created by Gad. And for a minute he even suspected that Vade was in fact a ruse or trap orchestrated by the all-father. For the hooks of doubt that Michael had planted in Uriel, kept sinking deeper no matter how hard he tried to fight it off.
However, Uriel couldn't care less. He understood that being scared of every possible malicious stunt that Gad had in store for him, was a sure-fire recipe for disaster. He was going to play the game as best as he could, and if at the end of it all, he is forced into the darkest pit of hell, he shall stroll into the darkness with the confidence of the man that had almost killed Gad.
Although Uriel didn't want to fail, he knew that the die was cast. And he had only three options. Fail as the angel who tried and gave up before making a real effort, Fail as the angel who almost succeeded, or succeed as the angel that usurped Gad. The third option was his goal, but the second option was the least he could accept from himself.
So with madness in his mind, determination in his heart, vision in his eyes, and darkness in his soul, Uriel, Gad's precious angel, snuck out of heaven and flew down to earth in a ball of celestial fire, like a god descending upon the cursed planet.
He tore through the atmosphere and those who saw his entry saw an asteroid that was going to destroy the earth like a ball of fire. And in truth, Uriel was going to destroy the earth, but not in the way that they thought. For to conquer paradise, the earth must be your training ground, and Uriel was determined to use everything available on earth as a resource for building what was of intense importance to him.
But as earlier stated, Uriel wasn't going to destroy the earth by landing like a fireball and scorching the surface. Many kilometers from the ground he unfurled his wings and glided over the surface of the earth until he lost almost all velocity and his speed was nothing more than a glide. Then he flew towards the star and landed in front of the home of the child.
Yes, child. For Uriel, had realized that the only type of man that can fit his standards and requirement was a man who wasn't yet a man. A man whose potential was pure and untainted with ambitions and false beliefs. He, Uriel, shall be the one to plant and groom beliefs in the mind of the boy and infect him with ambition. He shall be the boy's God so he shall know no other.
Uriel realized that full-grown men were too hard and set in their ways. But children, children were the future. They were bendable and could easily be morphed into perfect weapons of Gad-level destruction.
And so it was that merely days after the birth of Vade, Uriel became his guardian angel, invested in his protection and growth. Even before the child could speak, he knew Uriel. Even before he could think, he knew Uriel. Even more than his father, the child loved Uriel. Uriel became his mentor, his father, his guide, and above all, his one and only God.
And so when the child could speak and think, Uriel began the shaping and morphing of the four-year-old Vade. And so it was that at the age of four, the child's mind began to ask questions and thirst for knowledge. And Uriel was there to give answers in form of subtle deception.
Vade's question was quite simple but when Uriel heard it, his heart filled with immense joy for he was convinced that he had made the right choice.
'Uriel, who is Gad?' Vade asked.
Uriel, was eager to answer the boy's questions but first, he needed to know what the child was thinking about.
'Why do you ask?' Uriel replied.
'Because I told my parents that I have a friend called Uriel who I see every time hanging around me.'
'And what did they say to this?'
'They said you are an angel of Gad and that you were sent to guide me. Well, that was what my mother said. My father said you are a figment of my imagination and my mind is simply creating imaginary friends.'
'Interesting,' Uriel said.
'So my question is "who is Gad." If I can know who he is then perhaps I can judge if he is the one that sent you to me.'
Uriel was genuinely impressed by the boy's intelligence. He hadn't simply gone ahead to ask who he is. Instead, he had taken the long way round, trying to figure out the origin of things. He was a genius that much was clear. For Vade was much more interested in understanding the way things work as a whole rather than understanding the simple effects of the system.
'Well, wouldn't you want to know who I am?' Uriel asked.
'I do, but first I would like to know who Gad is. He seems to be of great importance to how everything is. Because anytime I ask my mother why certain things are the way they are, she simply says that it's because Gad makes them that way. Like the day I asked her why people die and she simply replied by saying that Gad didn't create us to live forever. It seems to me that everything starts from and revolves around Gad. And perhaps if I can understand who he is, I can understand the way things work. I have asked my dad but he said that my mother has a weak mind. But I wouldn't want to take his word for it. So, Uriel, who is Gad?'
'Gad is the creator of the universe and everything in it,' Uriel simply replied.
'And who created Gad?'
Uriel chuckled. 'I don't know he said with a bright smile on his face.'
'Oh,' Vade replied, clearly disappointed.
'Is there a problem?' Uriel questioned.
'Not really, Vade replied. 'Just that you claim to be an angel with immense knowledge and power and yet you don't know who created Gad.'
Uriel felt slightly insulted by Vade's insolence. However, he calmed himself. The petulance of the child was necessary as it was going to turn into a rebellious streak so long and powerful that it shall smite Gad like a double-edged sword.
'I am an angel,' Uriel replied. 'Although, today that is somewhat in question. But to your question about who created Gad, I must warn you about questions such as this. They are a slippery slope of intellectual madness. It's a foolish question, dear Vade. For if I tell you who created Gad, let's say we call that person God. Then you would ask me, who created God. And if to that question I say, Zeus. Then you would ask me who created Zeus. And just like that, we shall find ourselves sliding down a slippery slope with no answers.'
'But I didn't ask you about who created the being that created the being that created the universe. That is not my business, at least for now. For now, I am simply asking you about who created the being that created my universe. But rather than give me a straight answer or admit that you are a clueless brute like my parents, you attempt to bamboozle me with philosophical brouhaha. I won't stand for it, Uriel. I won't,' Vade said as he got on his tiny legs and walked out of his bedroom leaving Uriel to wonder in pure amazement.
The boy was indeed something. At the age of four, the child's mind was already rejecting dogmas that full-grown men couldn't see through. The boy's mind was a mutated aberration and his passion was an inferno of power. Uriel found himself impressed and scared, and yet he smiled for it was a good thing. If the boy was so special at an age as young as this, then Gad should beware for the end of his kingdom is at hand.