Emptiness. Nothingness. I am still here. I still think, still feel. Blindly I felt my way… somewhere. A beast was in the world around me, much like I used to be to its world. I recognized it. It was my favorite of them all. Cunning, shrewd, unique. I fumbled my way to it and opened a door into it. I could feel them! Inside the beast I could feel them! Diluted and nowhere near what I had experienced, but enough. I slithered with the beast and saw a tree.

AN: So... how many of you saw what i was doing right away? How many of you didn't? Have you ever thought about how Satan was created? How he really fell? What he is really like? I hear so many songs and stories about him, people putting so much power in his hands. He is a fallen angel. A being that was created to praise and worship God... he has no more power than we have over our fellow humans. He can whisper and taunt, point things out, but he can't do anything. I was struck by the Champion, the song, and found this story spilling from my fingers. I hope you liked it and I hope you'll let me know if you did! Thanks for reading!