Race to the Antichrist (A MCYT Angels AU)

Chapter 15: Thoughts on Angels?

Another new style, tried no dialogue and just description and exposition. Have fun :)

Angels did not have names in the beginning. It wasn't needed; everyone knew their roles and knew their part of Creation.

Many believed that angels gave themselves names after humans came so it would be easier to believe in the celestial beings.

Dead wrong, fuckers.

Demons—who were quite obviously angels at some point—gave themselves names as soon as they fell. It was to separate from the cocky beings upstairs.

Demons were selfish after all. They fell because of their selfishness and grew from that selfishness. They used their names as a show of individualism, and kept their walls high to keep that individualism—their name— safe.

So Techno prided himself in the name he had chosen a completely unique name—though he did nab it from some other guy, but who'll ever know?

It wasn't a typical name like Wilbur or George. Dream, Technoblade, Antfrost; those were strong names.

What Techno never got was why Bad had called himself BadboyHalo. It was such an odd name to Techno. Who names themselves 'Badboy'?

Techno could trash on Bad's name all day long—and he definitely had the patience and the mouth to do so—but Techno had to respect him for why he was given the name, Halo.

The last angel to fall in the Great Fall and the only to steal a halo before falling.

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Wilbur hates most of the time he was with Skeppy. But he found it much more refreshing after spending more time with Techno. It was a break from the egotistical angels he used to agree with.

Wilbur would never admit it outright, nor even in his own thoughts, but Techno changed him for the better.

If this wasn't Wilbur's subconscious thoughts, he'd definitely think he was being poisoned to think that way. Thankfully, it is.

Wilbur knew the end the world would come, so he never gave a look at Earth. He was just a typical angel that guided spirits to their place in heaven. Same task everyday, and it was always the same.

When he was on Earth, he planned a routine: keep the antichrist in check and go back to heaven to give a report, maybe an occasional demon fight if he could pencil it in. He never expected a demon like Techno would change that.

Demons were supposed to be selfish creatures of darkness, yet they shared laughs and odd moments.

Angels were supposed to be impartial and critical, but he found himself wanting to spend more time on earth. With Tubbo (maybe Techno too).

So whenever he talked to Skeppy as he passed by in heaven, it was a break from the monotony that heaven subjugated him in.

Skeppy's abrasiveness and un-angelicness was what Wilbur was happy with whenever he had to spend time in heaven. It was like Earth. It was like the demon he knew himself.

Of course, neither of them would ever admit their admiration. Not even on their deathbed.

After all, demons are selfish and angels are prideful.