[Helena's lightning hits him, but he shrugs it off with just a wince and will fly out of the way if there's more. The speech seemed to get through to him, though... As his third phone clatters against the hard nothingness, a colder look overtakes his features as he watches Dio run away. He will simply address his back.]
Anyway, to answer your question... that already happened. I was in a game like this three years ago. In the end, I became an angel, like you're seeing now.
I gained the power to go to other timelines and realities... I could watch over the people there. But things weren't the way I wanted them. I knew I would have to keep control of things if they were ever going to, and that meant I had to work with the others on the higher plane. They're a lot like the bosses I had in the intelligence agency I worked for, so of course, they have me oversee this hellhole of a game while they hunt down the threat. Aliens can take care of more aliens while the angel who actually knows our enemy hunts them down. It makes sense. I'm a bad person, but I still won't let the Noise do as they want to your worlds. [He punctuates that with a shrug, and then flaps his wings, ascending even higher as a blinding light radiates from him, until it's all the two of them can see.]
So now you've met me, even if you didn't ask! The angel Luciel has 707 faces. If you want to see the one that's been chained to this world just like you, then fine! But, oh, don't blame me if it's not what you're expecting~
[When the light fades, they'll find that the space field with the vending machines has been filled out as though the "invisibility" is gone and the metal is now truly there beneath their feet, gravity pulling them down unlike the winged creature before them. And it is a creature, but the way it appears to both of them is slightly different. Dio will see the massive monster in shades of red and gold, while Helena will see black and white. As if there are actually two of him filling in for each other. His new form, Simia Cantus, is basically a huge monkey, with long arms and legs and a prehensile tail - many of these features are graffiti-like, the way they'd be used to seeing on Noise. He's flown up to a huge setup of computers, where he has hands rapidly moving on one keyboard, stencillish nimble toes on another, and the abstract tail pecking away at a third one. Lines of code race across the many screens.]
Hallelujah, may the god of hacking rip apart the code of your souls.
[Immediately, their bodies feel much weaker than before and bolts of lightning rain down chaotically upon the whole area.]
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Anyway, to answer your question... that already happened. I was in a game like this three years ago. In the end, I became an angel, like you're seeing now.
I gained the power to go to other timelines and realities... I could watch over the people there. But things weren't the way I wanted them. I knew I would have to keep control of things if they were ever going to, and that meant I had to work with the others on the higher plane. They're a lot like the bosses I had in the intelligence agency I worked for, so of course, they have me oversee this hellhole of a game while they hunt down the threat. Aliens can take care of more aliens while the angel who actually knows our enemy hunts them down. It makes sense. I'm a bad person, but I still won't let the Noise do as they want to your worlds. [He punctuates that with a shrug, and then flaps his wings, ascending even higher as a blinding light radiates from him, until it's all the two of them can see.]
So now you've met me, even if you didn't ask! The angel Luciel has 707 faces. If you want to see the one that's been chained to this world just like you, then fine! But, oh, don't blame me if it's not what you're expecting~
[When the light fades, they'll find that the space field with the vending machines has been filled out as though the "invisibility" is gone and the metal is now truly there beneath their feet, gravity pulling them down unlike the winged creature before them. And it is a creature, but the way it appears to both of them is slightly different. Dio will see the massive monster in shades of red and gold, while Helena will see black and white. As if there are actually two of him filling in for each other. His new form, Simia Cantus, is basically a huge monkey, with long arms and legs and a prehensile tail - many of these features are graffiti-like, the way they'd be used to seeing on Noise. He's flown up to a huge setup of computers, where he has hands rapidly moving on one keyboard, stencillish nimble toes on another, and the abstract tail pecking away at a third one. Lines of code race across the many screens.]
Hallelujah, may the god of hacking rip apart the code of your souls.
[Immediately, their bodies feel much weaker than before