Charred and singed from his blazing fall from Heaven, Satan’s ashy spirit drifted nearer to Cain. Encompassing the weak boy-man, Satan’s burnt arms and wings spread wide. Even in his reduced state, Satan towered over Cain, menacing as he curled his soiled, unclothed spirit about the man’s body, completely enveloping him in black mist.
Formerly, Satan’s spirit had blazed glorious, his wings supple and powerful, shining with the glory of heavenly radiance. He had ranked first and had orchestrated the hosts of Heaven in musical praise. Now his wings were damaged, his entire form reduced from what it once was. Now, frayed and scorched, he hovered over the man.
Yet Satan was still powerful, capable of completely eradicating this puny boy of a man, if God allowed it. Satan loved to maim, debase, and ruin what God had made beautiful, provoking the humans to mar their forms and to corrupt their thoughts. Satan lured them to destruction.
Black maw stretched wide, Satan’s once melodious voice screeched a horrific cackle. The stench of degradation rose from within his vile spirit—all unseen, unheard, and undetected by Cain. Satan guffawed as he considered how he would destroy this beautiful man.
Focusing on his prey, Satan watched and listened to Cain. His interactions provided significant insights into his weaknesses. Obsessed with discovering ways to harm him and all the rest, Satan sought to eradicate the humans God had created. He was now God’s enemy.
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