"The forbidden knowledge didn't teach you that? ...Hah. You got ripped off."
Feel the amusement at your expense, Huey. Oh, stupid humans. Always hilarious. But the twit asked for an explanation, and as much as he hates explaining, it's to a person he doesn't have to spin up some elaborate metaphor for. Assuming, anyway. If he can't follow along, then sucks to be him. Right.
"All universes are made up of two realities, and the third that oversees all of them. The first reality is the one you stand in. The second is the reality only those no longer human can reach. The third is that allows travel between all other realities. ...And the one I can no longer reach."
Following? Hopefully. Not even a breath before continuing. "That aura of mine you spotted. Myself, and any others like myself, keep it restrained. No need to make others become like you. That thing does the same. A visit to the next layer, unprotected, confirms its presence easily."
How helpful! Now he can ask how to get to that reality, to confirm it himse--
"Too bad you'll never get there." What. Again, not given the chance to argue, on account of said angel has already turned away. "My spare room's already taken, so find a convent or something to help you out. If you say Wright sent you, the Christians'll give you a better deal. Just be sure to send in the proper paperwork. Blue or Black ink only. Multiple submissions are forbidden. Spelling errors, erasures, and scratch outs are similarly forbidden."
The voice of someone who has said this way too many times. Probably why he's waving once over his shoulder in a vague farewell. Or a 'good luck asshole'. Hard to say.
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Feel the amusement at your expense, Huey. Oh, stupid humans. Always hilarious. But the twit asked for an explanation, and as much as he hates explaining, it's to a person he doesn't have to spin up some elaborate metaphor for. Assuming, anyway. If he can't follow along, then sucks to be him. Right.
"All universes are made up of two realities, and the third that oversees all of them. The first reality is the one you stand in. The second is the reality only those no longer human can reach. The third is that allows travel between all other realities. ...And the one I can no longer reach."
Following? Hopefully. Not even a breath before continuing. "That aura of mine you spotted. Myself, and any others like myself, keep it restrained. No need to make others become like you. That thing does the same. A visit to the next layer, unprotected, confirms its presence easily."
How helpful! Now he can ask how to get to that reality, to confirm it himse--
"Too bad you'll never get there." What. Again, not given the chance to argue, on account of said angel has already turned away. "My spare room's already taken, so find a convent or something to help you out. If you say Wright sent you, the Christians'll give you a better deal. Just be sure to send in the proper paperwork. Blue or Black ink only. Multiple submissions are forbidden. Spelling errors, erasures, and scratch outs are similarly forbidden."
The voice of someone who has said this way too many times. Probably why he's waving once over his shoulder in a vague farewell. Or a 'good luck asshole'. Hard to say.