Michael, still overwhelmed by the rush of emotions and memories, managed to find his voice, though it was laced with uncertainty and desperation.
"I was wrong... I was blind," he whispered, his words barely audible. "I see now. I see the truth."
Lucifer, infuriated by Michael's response, roared, "You fool! You're letting your emotions control you!"
But Michael, his eyes now filled with determination, stood up, the strength returning to his limbs. He wiped away his tears, his face hardening with resolve. "No, Lucifer. It's not my emotions controlling me. It's my heart... my conscience. I cannot deny the truth any longer."
"Don't tell me that you are already giving up?! You are being manipulated by your God, Michael! You already have Heaven in your hands and now you are giving up? Is this what angels are supposed to be doing? Very stupid!" Lucifer reacted
