“So.. what the fuck does a little dweeb angel like you want to do with me?” he scoffed. “I can’t believe we have to do this shit. It’s stupid. I don’t need no fucking angel.”

Apparently, God simply commanded you to ‘spend time’ with him, so you took him to the garden area of heaven, where a river flows next to it. Iblis stopd with his arms crossed, glaring at you. “Stupid.. stupid.” he growled under his breath.