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Lucifer rolled his eyes at her. "To be quite frank with you my dear, all of this posturing and egotism is getting more frustrating than it's worth. To get right to the point then, hell was not created with the intent of being a realm like that of the mortals, divided and fought over as it is. Hell is, first and fore most and above all else, a prison. The souls of the damned are to be imprisoned in hell and dealt punishment for their actions. And while we are all fighting each other over control over hell, nobody is doing the damn job." He leaned back on his throne and closed his eyes with a grimace, as though fighting an unknown ache in his soul. "I can feel them, I can feel the damned trying to escape, and should they succeed, they will take part of hells power with them, and the mortal realm above can barely contain it's own mass and collection of insanity."

He then opened his eyes, yet they remained glazed as though he was seeing only the distance beyond sight. "And Erebuz, I shudder to think of how far broken things would become if he was to be in charge. A being who knows nothing of control and restraint, who's destructive capacity and desire for chaos would eventually lead him to open the flood gates, and unleash the damned from the prison that has held them so long. That would begin armageddon, and would end, eventually, in the dessolution of all things save heaven and those deemed worthy of it." He sighed as he finished, eyes closing as he remembered no doubt the splendors of grace.

"The problem with Erebuz is that he either does not know, or does not care, about how his rule will end. I on the other hand can see, and the best way to ensure I rule for a long, long, very long time, is by doing the task appointed me. And if I should be defeated by Erebuz then so be it" He smiled then looking down at abbadon. "For I will have the last laugh, when at the very end everything he wanted so badly comes falling down about his head."