"That a common misconception that Heaven would have you believe." replied Sin, his voice a low and gravelly growl. "In actuality the hide behind their mask of good to obfuscate the ugly truth; they want you to think they are the good guys, when in fact, there is no good or bad in the context of Heaven or Hell. It's all relative. Just because they're stupid fucking angles doesn't mean that they can't do evil, they just are fucking sneaky about to to get away with it so that people won't see their true agenda. They don't care about you guys. They only care about themselves. I've not met the big man, so I can't say if he's as fucking corrupt as his army, but I'm willing to bet that he's just as lost in the shades of gray. Not to say that Hell is any better, but at least they're honest about only being out for themselves."
The mention of staying just made him seem uneasy, but the whole room seems to be in agreement, and in the state he was in, Sin couldn't manage to get back to his apartment undetected on his own. Not really sure what to do with himself, the demon sighed out a breath and then tried to find a place to sit, a hand still pressed to his wounded chest. "Thank you for the offer." he then mumbled softly, still quite unsure what to make of all these quite accepting people. He would need time to process it all.
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