No book on the Fall could have such poor pacing, lack of plot, and underdeveloped characters unless it was a religious text; and so I have to ruefully accept that I was suckered into reading propaganda. Unfortunately, this book suffered from the same flaw as Paradise Lost: instead of making Lucifer out to be a monster, it made him the most (if not the only) interesting character, and sympathetic to boot.

God basically breaks up with Lucifer for a new love, mankind. And when Lucifer is like Wasn’t I good enough? Aren’t your angels good enough? God ignores his calls until Lucifer decides he could do better on his own. Good for you, Lucifer.

The biggest problem I have is that as soon as Lucifer decides this, he goes crazy. He kills his own pet, he lapses in and out of awareness, insists his pet is alive, forgets that he betrayed God, professes his love for everyone, and basically falls into a spiraling depression. This is not how you build an evil villain. This is how you build a book for How Not To Deal With Mental Health Issues. He is not compelling, scary, or all that powerful – he is pitiable.

I did enjoy all the homosexual undertones from the all-male angel race, though I assume that was unintentional.