A Difference of Opinion

{ Previous Timeline: Approximately three months before Apophis' victory and Yesh's subsequent reset.}

- Hell, Avernus.

Michael didn't know if he would ever get used to spending time in the underworld.

Even though he had no intentions of being here for long, it was still uncomfortable.

The air made his skin crawl. The natural stench of demonkind and sulfur nearly burned the hairs in his nostrils as soon as he stepped outside.

He was thrilled that he would never have to see this place again soon.

He pushed open the door to a dark library sprawling with tomes. Michael always felt odd whenever he stepped into this place.

Demons are rarely creative- almost never in fact. So as a form of entertainment, Lucifer started to have them bring him stories from the happenings on earth.

Ironic that the man who hated humanity above all was a large fan of their creations.

"Brother." Michael called here.