Chapter 345
Malik was silent for a moment, the swish of his brushstrokes the only sound. "Do you have any idea what's involved in taking the throne?"
"No, tell me. Is Satan really that scary? I haven't heard of him here on earth since Adam and Eve's time. A lot of temptations are ascribed to him, but I couldn't find any concrete record of evildoings." I'd looked him up before the chapter house had burned down.
"Satan doesn't leave the demon realm," Malik said. "He doesn't need to. He's the spider in the center of a web, pulling on one thread to arrange a mudslide after an earthquake to wipe out a region, sending whispers along another into the ear of a despot to commit genocide. Vlad the Impaler, Genghis Khan, Hitler."
"Hitler was Samson King's doing."
"On whose orders? Nothing happens that he doesn't have a say in. And it's not just about Satan. You'd have to kill all his guards."
"I'll have to do that anyway."