There's different levels, but all Architects are at least middle management. I got promoted to senior staff, the day before my boss caught me smuggling humans and realized I'd been faking my reports for three hundred years - it was actually pretty funny, in hindsight.
[Michael was already inclined to lighten up on the matter, knowing that Crowley was Aziraphale's friend. That Crowley was like him, at least in the matter of turning his back on Hell.]
I've never even heard of another demon turning traitor back home. But I guess it's possible I wouldn't have - I know they were trying to keep my whole thing pretty quiet. Embarrassed a lot of higher-ups and all that.
[Maybe some of them have gone rogue in the past. Though you have to wonder what happened with it, if so.]
It would be nice to think they would. In my world, they're still supposed to be good - care about humanity and all that. But their entire system is so inhumane... [He shrugs, invisibly because stones.] I don't know, maybe they're all just hypocrites. They probably are.
[So that'd be a yes. They are all hypocrites. Aziraphale is surprised by his own angry tone, by the ease with which he says what he says.]
— to prove themselves, once and for all, better than the demons, humanity be... damned. The world was supposed to end. They would've all — oh, I don't have to explain it to you, do I? [A pause.] What made you...? I mean, what changed your mind?
[Nobody wants a war, as far as he knows. What would that do? There's no love lost between angels and demons, but they're all still part of the same larger system; if the Good Place made war, they'd just end up stuck with all those imperfect humans they didn't want. And destroying the world - that'd just put them all out of work.]
I made friends with some humans. Or rather, they made friends with me - I didn't really set out to do it.
N - well, yes. But that was later. I met them after they had all died. It was my first job as an Architect, and I was trying something experimental, so I just picked out four people to start with. Sort of a trial program.
You said you don't have Architects, in your world? I don't know exactly how the angels do it, but for us, an Architect gets assigned batches of humans and crafts the form that their eternal torture will take. Lower-ranking demons get assigned out to Architects who require their particular skills. Basically a project management role, I guess.
Anyway, we've always just done physical torture - eyeball corkscrews, face spiders, stuff like that. But I'd always been...curious, about humans.
[It's easy, now, to look back and see that as a sign of things to come. But Michael's not sure it necessarily was. It was what made him break tradition to begin with, but if his plan had ever worked, he wouldn't have looked back.]
I wanted to try picking them apart psychologically. See what they'd do, how they'd react...how I could turn them against each other. Really get involved with them, not just move on to another set.
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