<div class="floatright">(http://luciferiansword.com/images/lucifer-an-angel-of-music.jpg)</div>Lucifer watched the Nameless One go about his work as the lights spread all around them. Yet another one of his complex creations in the grand scheme of things. Lucifer was distracted for a brief moment as her best friend Zarathel called his name and spoke to him. He only gave a slight nod in return, aware of Michael's presence while the timelines spread out in front of them now. Both past and future running in a series of events as the Nameless One adjusted and constructed things the way they shall suit him.<br/><br/>He allowed her to lead him away from magnificent scene of creation as she continued to talk. She was right there. Zarathel was a clever one. "He's always been like that Zara. Look what he has done to us as well. All we do is follow his bidding and anything ever happens when he wishes to. Same is the fate of these people. Nobody is free as he tries to control every single bit with his bland rules and regulations with Michael there to do threaten others. I want us to be free..I want these people to be free. Let everybody choose things for themselves and face the outcomes of their choices instead of things already being chosen for them, or being givn merely an illusion of choice." His eyes were fixed on the golden throne as he spoke that with intensity in his voice.<br/><br/>Zarathel gave him the warning when she noticed where he was staring at. "Oh yes I would. I want to. I shall make my own creation which shall be infinitely better than his mechanical worlds. Join me Zarathel and we shall create something which shall be unparalalled. Where there would be no pretenses..no lies, but only truth. No matter how beautiful or ugly, only truth." Lucifer offered Zarathel his hand as he motioned towards the shining throne.