"Well, John?" said Azazales.
~We should wait for the Holy Man, ala Forcizzle.~
Montross says 💃 :
'Therefore Morgoth came, climbing slowly from his subterranean throne, and the rumour of his feet was like thunder underground. And he issued forth clad in black armour; and he stood before the king like a tower, iron-crowned and his vast shield, sable unblazoned, cast a shadow over him like a storm cloud. But Fingolfin gleamed beneath it like a star;for his mail was overlaid with silver, and his blue shield was set with crystals; and he drew his sword Ringil, and it glittered like ice, cold and gray and deadly.'
-The Lost Road and Other Writings book II
John thought to himself 'I must destroy it, no i will not, i have to, i can't!' John thought as he closed his eyes. "Let it go, Jonathan, just let it go..." God spoke to John. "But..." John said "You must John." God reminded John. "You can trust him, just don't turn your back." God told John. John let a tear trickle down from his eye. "Fine, i will!" John yelled up into the sky. John picked p the scythe and threw it at Azazales.
"stab us in the back, he will not for if he does i will use the power i lost with my halo against him" rhemus said. rhemus s thoughts wadered to the day that he discussed with other angels a way god could control the process of death and finnaly coming to the conclusion of creating death itself. although this wasnt ultimately rhemuss idea but he hekped in the process of making the conclusion with small hints from god of course