*Yeah, he...knew he'd know when he found the right guy. Didn't think it would be like that, though...
Even knowing what he was like, Enoch couldn't ignore who he was talking to. Piety was deeply ingrained in him, and while it was subject to its own doubts, it had defined literally his entire life. So he kneels before this twisted alternate of the deity he serves, head bowed.*
Forgive me, Lord, I did not recognize your form, since I did not know it. I am Enoch, the son of Jared, Lord, and in my world, at least, you invited me to live in Heaven as a scribe. My life of more than three centuries has been devoted to doing good for you, for all of Heaven, and for Earth.
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Even knowing what he was like, Enoch couldn't ignore who he was talking to. Piety was deeply ingrained in him, and while it was subject to its own doubts, it had defined literally his entire life. So he kneels before this twisted alternate of the deity he serves, head bowed.*
Forgive me, Lord, I did not recognize your form, since I did not know it. I am Enoch, the son of Jared, Lord, and in my world, at least, you invited me to live in Heaven as a scribe. My life of more than three centuries has been devoted to doing good for you, for all of Heaven, and for Earth.