Mael
"Justice? Why, justice is something humans have invented, out of a need to judge and punish one another they chain and bind one another, and pettily rob the life and freedom that was gifted to them." As he said that, the flap of his wings shattered the chains, launching the bits and pieces flying like hurling cannons all over, aimed at the black mongrel who soured his mood far too much, though not with any killing intent. It was more akin to the act of swatting a fly.
"We have no need for something so frail and fallible. All that is needed is punishment. Let the saints and the sinners be accursed, and let the good and the evil be torn asunder by the wrath of God. But the one I was speaking of killing to was yourself, was it not?" He bowed and launched holy blades out of his wings without respite, seeking to take the black worm's life with the calmest of smiles.
"You see, the truth is there is not a single shred of justice in this cosmos. You could put every squared molecule, every atom under a microscope, and not one single speck of justice will ever be found. The only justice in this world is myself, who God appointed to be a pillar of his will. And for the sin of taking God's name in vain, for the sin of taking My name in vain, for the sin of being born into this world, I declare you guilty of death!"
