Testing.

[reigninhell]

Mun, mun, mun. What made you think this was a good idea? You have your good days, and your bad days, and this is definitely a terrible one.

Incidentally, that's a very good word for you all. Mundane. Petty. Insignificant.

[He sighs.]

Why Father loves you so much, I'll never understand.

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[betterthisway]

I...

[Castiel fidgets, sits down, stands up, paces. He's uneasy, fractured mind piercing all the worse for the reminder of his past deeds.]

I tried... but it didn't... turn out. I, I don't fight. I will destroy everything again. Bad luck. Can't.

[reigninhell]

Well, I'm glad to see that you're right about some things.

[betterthisway]

I'm not like you.

[Things he's screamed at his hallucinations while he sat huddled in a corner, surrounded by the bodies of those he had slaughtered. Castiel fidgets more]

You... you haven't pulled the usual. Tricks.