<div class="floatleft">(http://www.psychicvas.com/angel2.jpg)</div>He meant to do it. He meant to sit on the throne of Light. If he did that... The throne was not the source of the Nameless One's power, but it was the repository for it. If Lucifer sat on the throne, the Choirmaster of the host would be transformed. That much Zarathel could work out for herself. But what form that transformation would take, she knew not. But... Lucifer was her friend and her confidant.<br/><br/>And they shared the same opinion of The Nameless One's creations. This world would be the same as all the others, bland, boring and unchanging. "You know, there are others who feel as we do... Azriel for one, desires change. I suspect that Fazrol and Zukedia feel the same way. We have seen too many of these worlds that are bland and do nothing, that He creates for His own entertainment." She whispered as they approached the throne.<br/><br/>Zarathel could feel the power coming from the throne and she hung back a little. "Luce, are you sure about this? You have no idea what this will do to you!" She warned again. following him tentatively towards the source of her fear and at the same time the source of possible change...