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I really thought they were going to become the Illustrator and Author.

I really thought that's why all the books in the shop were made blank.

I really thought God wasn't going to actually exist in a true form, and instead be a kind of omnipresent power of creation.

I really thought that they were going to have their forced-proximity-making-up-with-each-other as they were required to work together to write the new Book of Life.

I really thought that they were going to choose *their* humanity and not a new one.

I really thought they would still be themselves at the end.

I really thought the moral of the story was that the humanity they had was worth protecting, and that life itself (whether mortal or otherwise) was beautiful and inherently important.

I really thought this story was about a love that transcends.

Boop

Thank you for the boop, @lady-without-name.

Please enjoy this delicious decaf cow milk latte with pecan syrup.

The Demon Crowley--then Crawley--was more involved than you may realize in my time as @enoch-the-human.

As Enoch, I had been instructed to pass judgement on the Watchers on behalf of Heaven for their violation of the Angelic Code of Conduct. Specifically, taking human lovers and having Nephilim children with them, as well as teaching humans sourcery thus creating a line of human witches that still persists to this day.

I had gathered all the Watchers together, bound by runes and chains that angels of their lower rank could not break, and I was just about to sentence them to eternal damnation in deepest, fieriest pit of Hell, when the Demon Crawley appeared at the last moment.

Crawley claimed that all angels indicted by Heaven are entitled to a petition, and to take that petition all the way up @the-almighty-god. I had no reason not to believe him. He'd been a high-ranking Archangel himself, before his Fall (which I had nothing to do with, by the way), and a demon should have no reason to lie in order to protect a group of angels. So, fool that I was, I believed him.

I brought the Watcher's petition to the mountaintop closest to the Heavens, so that Heaven could review it and, perhaps, reconsider their original decision on the fate of the Watchers. But, unfortunately for the Watchers, their petition was denied.

I returned and told them this. The Watchers were understandably upset, as the Demon Crawley had given them false hope, and I expressed my sympathy to them as their former leader a human prophet they had never met. They were, all of them, damned--well, except for one.

@heavenshrdepartment could not pinpoint an actual violation by the Principality Aziraphale, as he had not taken a human lover and begot Nephilim children as the others had, nor taught any humans magic. In fact, his name had been put on the list as a spelling error. (Azazel was the actual angel meant to be punished, but a friend of his in HR had written the name ambiguously in an attempt to use Aziraphale as scapegoat.)

Aziraphale remained behind with me as the Demon Crawley led the Watchers away to Hell. I saw for myself what an upstanding angel the Principality Aziraphale was, and kept him in mind for a promotion ever since. Which is one of the reasons why, when the opportunity arose, I made him Supreme Archangel.

I later learned that there was no such ordinance about petitioning, let alone petitioning all the way up to the Almighty Herself. It was just another one of the demon's many lies. (Quite strange that they never mentioned this while I was delivering the petition. But I definitely did deliver it. You can trust me. I'm an angel.)

Another one of them being Crawley taking the Watchers to Hell. Centuries later, after the Flood, when I was @the-metatron again, my contacts Downstairs informed me that there were no damned Angels brought in for processing at that time, and they had never even been told to expect any.