Alright, alright, here we go again.
Now, this one might actually be pretty offensive to some readers, mostly the religious, Christian readers...but hear me out.
In this world that we live in, so many terrible things happen that we are left to wonder if there is any sort of God or all-knowing, good deity, yes? Put this as the basis for this story.
The main character is none other than God himself. He isn't some man in a long white beard and he isn't some ball of pure energy. He's just this dude, hanging out in his realm; his comfy abode. (Picture him with white hair and blue eyes, because those colors are associated with pure things, yeah?) To him, humanity and this earth realm is like a game. Humans are his little chess pieces some times, but he's a guy that likes to watch all of the drama unfold. In his position, he is not allowed to fully interfere with humans, but in this case he is practically doing nothing but sitting back and enjoying his non-commercial show.
It is due to his incompetence that his angels band together to deprive him of his holy throne. His lack of responsibility to his own abilities make it easy for the angels to overthrow him and take his power from him. Gabriel, his right hand angel man, is the one behind all of this and states that in order for God to earn back his place, he must endure the things that humanity endures, meaning he must be human until he comes to learn his wrong doings.
Of course, God is fuckin' pissed but can't do squat because the angels throw him down to earth anyway. So God is just stuck as a human, no powers, no angels to help him, nothing. He is on his own, just like humans are. So like any random guy who gets struck down to earth on a mission to become a better person, he goes out to live a human life. He gets a small job, gets a small apartment, and lives a small life.
But guess who's gonna have fun watching him struggle?? Da da daaaa, heRE COMES SATAN TO TAKE JOY IN HIS SUFFERING.~ Everyone knows Satan and God hate each other's guts, but in this story he's not so mean to the big guy in the sky (now living in a crummy apartment). Satan is a chilled, passive guy, running Hell like he does and occasionally interfering with humans to start some drama (of course, God does nothing for this and Satan even admits he's a friggin' douchebag).
Let's say their first conversation went like this:
God: *walks into his apartment* *turns on the lights*
Satan: *sitting on the couch*
God: hoLY FU--
Satan: Hello there, my friend.
God: What are you doing here?!
Satan: I should be asking the same of you. What's the all mighty God doing in such a crummy apartment? You decided this couch was better than your throne?
God: I don't have to speak with you.
Satan: Too late, you already are. So what happened, hmm? Give me deets.
God: Don't talk like that, it's sounds weird coming from you.
Satan: I'll talk however I want to talk, home slice.
God: No.
Satan: G money.
God: Please don't.
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