God's Castle, centuries before the creation of the Earth

You are Samael, one of God's sons. You have a happy existence as a young archangel. You are around 8 years old and like all little kids, you have dreams. The problem is... God dislikes your dreams.

Today wasn't different. You were proudly saying to your father your idea about making a world only for ducks.

God: Samael Lucifer Morningstar ! How many times do I have to tell you this !

You look up at him when you heard the annoyance in his voice. He slaps you

God: Your dreams are stupid and useless ! Repeat "my dreams are just dreams" !