[ saviour (vox) - vnv nation ]

I watched Azrael go... but I was not so ready to depart.

'Lord--' I started timidly.

'Yes??'

'Lord, these souls we brought from Sheol, why, they are less than one one-hundredth of the souls in Sheol; they probably are less than one-one hundredth of souls who have disintegrated or vanished since the beginning of the world. Lord, Sheol is filled with confusion and misunderstanding. These were but the elect.'

'I am supposed to be surprised by this information? How could I not know it?' He asked.

'Surely, Lord, you'll let me go back to Sheol and to try to advance those souls who haven't reached the level of Heaven. Surely you'll let me try to purge them or whatever keeps them unworthy of heavenly bliss.'

'Why?'

'Lord, there are millions lost to you for every million saved.'

'You know that I know this, don't you?'

'Lord, have mercy on them! Have mercy on the humans of the Earth who seek through countless rituals to reach you, know you, and appease you.'

'Why?'

I didn't answer. I was dumbstruck. I thought. And then I said, 'Lord, do you not care for these souls who are drifting in confusion? Who suffer so in darkness?'

'Why should I?' He asked.