Let's summon demons (closed)

(Sorry, computer troubles!)
"Like… a big demon." Bryn said big like it meant something more, something special. "More magic, more power. They created us, the little race, and they created the world from the bones of their fallen and they are… more than Demon."

Bryn nodded, eating up the information eagerly. "So a god is like a Daemo but one, and human, and all powerful?" He waited for an answer before he asked his other questions, wanting to make sure he understood. "Then why does she talk to him before lunch? Does she do that every day, or just special ones? And why lunch, is lunch special?"

Bryn frowned, trying to absorb this web of contradictions. "How… how do you even believe all that? Doesn't he have things to do? Like… taking care of the animals or the earth or the sky? How come he's got so much time to mess with you humans?"

Bryn frowned even more. "I don't think I undertand. Why… why woudn't he feed the robin? They're so cute, if it's waiting to be fed he should give it a bit of bread or something, not make it wait with it's mouth open." His usual pout was settling in as he tried to decipher this uniquely human riddle and came up short. "But… you said you don't believe he does that at all, so which is it? Does he feed the bird or not?"

Bryn, who had been a tad worried that God was just being an irresponsible pet owner, felt more relief than understanding, but he nodded anyway. "So… God wants to help you, but… he also wants you to figure it out for yourself? And because of that, his help is like… sneaky? This is all really weird, shouldn't he just help you if you need help? Isn't that the nice thing to do?"

(lol, glad I could make you laugh)

Bryn nodded, glad the whole confusing business could be over now as they moved onto a new topic. "Really? How do you do that?? What do you think made the universe if it wasn't a god or a daemo or… or some other big strong thing?"

Bryn hummed quietly, considering it. "Maybe it's harder for you because you weren't raised with magic, but… demons can have a lot of power. It's not so foreign to think that in the times way before ours there were people more powerful. People who could throw stars and planets into alignment. That makes a little more sense than just… existing suddenly."

"Well the world wasn't just suddenly poofed into existence, it was like… soup. Everything was murky and mixed and bad, and then something mixed in the right way and it made Moloch– the first daemo. And then Moloch shaped the others in his image, and then they made demons, and earth for us to live on, and night to sleep in, and magic to protect ourselves with."

Bryn pursed his lips at Sebastian's question, scootching a little closer like he was trying to hide from it. "Oh, it's nothing important, we don't have to talk about it. Let's talk about something different, like your theory! Yeah, tell me more about the… the big bang!" He seemed pleased to have remembered what it was called.

"Wow." Bryn tried to imagine that, a huge shockwave rippling all around, making the universe bigger and bigger every second. "So you think things are still happening out there? Like… the world's still growing?"

Bryn seemed fascinated by the idea. "Oh!! Like… when you blow a bubble! It keeps getting bigger and bigger even though you don't have any more soap." He gave Sebastian a bright smile, pretty sure he'd just mastered that analogy.

Bryn laughed. "That would be horrible, but the universe isn't made of soap." He frowned softly, realizing that with all he'd learned today he couldn't really be sure. "It's not, right?"

Bryn kissed him back with a happy sound, tossing his arms around Sebastian's neck to pull him closer. This, at least, he understood. He could kiss his human until he was dizzy with it and still know what he was doing. "I'm just checking, there's a lot of new stuff I have to learn."

Bryn smiled back at him, scootching closer. "Yeah, it's like I've got my own school right here in front of me."