"Virtues should matter to everyone, regardless of their creation. To live a virtuous life is to live a good life, with patience, humility, temperance and justice." There were... a few of those he just listed that maybe he could uh... work on somewhat. Perhaps. But that wasn't the point here.

For as corrupt as the Council had been, that didn't diminish the goodness of Heaven, nor indeed the virtues he'd once believed the Council had stood for. It wasn't just for angels... If Minos and Sisyphus had, belatedly, been any indication. "I... I believe your creator knew this. They're not something only able to be upheld by angels, anyone can embody them."

He was gradually sinking lower, his feet a mere several inches off the ground. It was just easier to hear from this position, nothing more, of course.

"In the absence of direction, there is nothing left but to find your own. You've been given a rare chance, Vivi. Not many in your position could claim to harbor their own free will." Free will was a flaw, the words echoed through his head but clashed so terribly with what he'd felt, wild and free as he lost himself not to duty but to the whirlwind of beautiful violence in Heresy. It wasn't a flaw.

It was nothing short of sublime.

"So you've never met any still sapient sinner from Lust? You have truly been asleep for this entire time?"