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Metatron puts back the book on his desk. It’s one of the ‘Carver Edlund’ Supernatural.
It’s always nice to get back to the classics.
Metatron needed a pause from this new Heaven. He wasn’t used to spend so much time with other angels anymore. He hasn’t missed it. Most of them are so uninteresting. It should be a crime.
They look at him funny—which is always more impressive from angels than humans because of the number of eyes—just because he threw them out of Heaven that time, forgetting they chose to follow him not long after. Metatron doesn’t regret it. To be honest, he’d like to cast that spell again, so he wouldn’t have to bear their presence anymore.
The only good point of this new Heaven is that angels are allowed to have their own private places. Metatron decided to rebuild his old office. The place reminds him the short time his plans were working and, more important, a time that wasn’t boring.
The good old days.
Metatron glances back at the book.
“That was good work.”
Not the book itself. It’s flawed. You have to dig stubbornly to find the good in it. Chuck has always been a terrible writer. That’s why he needed a Scribe. His poorly constructed sentences assault the eyes. There is no powerful metaphor, no moment when you need to put the book down to absorb a clever or beautiful wording. You aren’t engrossed in the actions or thoughts of the characters. It’s a wonder Chuck has been allowed to write so many of those books, and that those books had fans.
Other bad point: the main character is Sam. Metatron doesn’t care for him, especially not that weird 2D version Chuck wrote in his books. Didn’t he know readers love layers?
Metatron holds back a sigh. He’d better forget about that part. He isn’t here to think about God. He gave himself this break to think about his favorite character, Castiel.
Metatron knows he’s somewhere outside, working on the new Heaven for the new God, but it’s so bland. Such a complex and interesting character as Castiel, with his contradictions and flaws, is better than a construction worker. No hate to them! Metatron discovered how difficult life is for humans, and every one of them deserves his respect for their inner strength. But Castiel? He's so much more than that. He’s the character. Hero and fallen idol, monster and angel, enemy and leader, outcast and prophet, victim and executioner. He’s every role in one single being.
And he’s ruining everything by playing the errand boy.
Metatron decided to reread the Supernatural books featuring Castiel to see the beginning of his journey, the moment he freed himself from Heaven to take his fate in his own hands.
And now, he’s a follower.
Such downfall!
Metatron’s eyes wander back to the book, titled The End.
Chuck has ridiculous ideas... but the same can’t be said about every angel. That world Zachariah built is flawless. Metatron would have never written that kind of scenario. So much drama! So many details perfectly ordered to build a world that draws you in and makes you hold your breath! The End would have deserved its own series, if only to explore that fallen version of Castiel.
Metatron read between the lines and spotted the relationships between the characters. He’d have highlighten them. The psyche and relationships of the characters, how it influences them and impacts their motives, that’s his thing.
Metatron ponders about Zachariah. They only met once before he became the Scribe. Zachariah hasn’t struck him as an outstanding angel, but he has been wrong. Or being around humans and their stories changed him. Metatron has no doubt: Zachariah is a connoisseur of stories. He wouldn’t have had the skills to build the world of The End otherwise.
Anyway, Zachariah is an angel who deserves to be met.
He’s also the one who created that office world. Metatron didn’t pay much attention to it on the moment—Castiel isn't there—but it's an interesting idea too.
Metatron rummages through the books until he finds the volume in question. It's a Terrible Life. He forces himself to read it despite the lack of Castiel and is kinda won over. He’d never have thought about putting Dean in an office. He wonders what Castiel would think of it. Would he like or despise that version of Dean?
Knowing Castiel, he’d certainly love him. He’s single-minded about this human.
Metatron flips through the books following The End, skipping the boring scenes about Sam, forcing himself to read the scenes with Dean—he isn’t Castiel, but since he’s the love interest, Metatron has to pay him some attention—, relishing every appearance of Castiel.
The series stop before the best part. It shows Castiel going back to Heaven, but it doesn’t show his doubts and his struggles, the Civil War he caused on Heaven, his desire to be a hero the angels would follow blindly and to be the one offering them free will. Castiel, who kept wanting to save Heaven while destroying it with his own hands.
Metatron keeps thinking about The End.