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mekachu04there's little surprise that the church would come to regard various baranches of science as blasphmeous and the outright work of the devil. The proplem was, the devil had nothing to do with it. Just one of his more flashier demons.
And really, the only things crolwey actively did was give humans the apple in the first place. sure, he was a common sight lurking around those who got the relgious orders all twisted up, and he most definatly took creadit for hte choas and discord.
but the humans thought up all theses therios all on their own. crolwey was only just a constuction worker really - he'd never known the big picutre on the things he'd built before he fell. he had little more idea how they works than the anvager human. his on;ly advantage was he knew they where their. he knew what they looked like, and what they where made of. and tven then, he only ever shot the humans down when they started getting too far off course. he never gave them the answers.
he just showed them where to start looking. encouraged them when they put the pieces together. praised them when they got the math to work out i ntheir favour. concoled them when their work was belittled by those who jsut lacked the applibyt to look beyond themselves.
it started witht he starts, but humans where always building and tinkering, and they could just never stay satiscifed, even if it worked thye way it was supposted to. they wasnted more - but they wanted to get htere on their own. croilwey learned quickly that for most of them, it wasn't even about the end project, they just wasnted the puzzle. and if solving it helped others - than all th emosre reason to do it.
sometimes the puzzles harmed more than they helped - corlwy cashed those in to keep his bosses happy. most times, he didn't care either way what tehe outcome was used for, he jsut found the humanas drive to create more cmomlicated proplems for themselves, purely to give them a puzzle to slooth out, endlessly facinating.
he may have damned humanity int he garden, but he damned himself in the same stroke. openong hte eyes of hte humans to the world around them, opeing their minds to question the rules that created their universe, doomed him to follow each crafter and tinker that humanity raised. more domasticed than the dog at thier heels, was corwely; not so much whisper temptations in the dark, but murmerisng questions of his oen in their ear, watching in delight as they solved them, then asked their own - infinatly more complicated than his had been. and then solved them to.
And really, the only things crolwey actively did was give humans the apple in the first place. sure, he was a common sight lurking around those who got the relgious orders all twisted up, and he most definatly took creadit for hte choas and discord.
but the humans thought up all theses therios all on their own. crolwey was only just a constuction worker really - he'd never known the big picutre on the things he'd built before he fell. he had little more idea how they works than the anvager human. his on;ly advantage was he knew they where their. he knew what they looked like, and what they where made of. and tven then, he only ever shot the humans down when they started getting too far off course. he never gave them the answers.
he just showed them where to start looking. encouraged them when they put the pieces together. praised them when they got the math to work out i ntheir favour. concoled them when their work was belittled by those who jsut lacked the applibyt to look beyond themselves.
it started witht he starts, but humans where always building and tinkering, and they could just never stay satiscifed, even if it worked thye way it was supposted to. they wasnted more - but they wanted to get htere on their own. croilwey learned quickly that for most of them, it wasn't even about the end project, they just wasnted the puzzle. and if solving it helped others - than all th emosre reason to do it.
sometimes the puzzles harmed more than they helped - corlwy cashed those in to keep his bosses happy. most times, he didn't care either way what tehe outcome was used for, he jsut found the humanas drive to create more cmomlicated proplems for themselves, purely to give them a puzzle to slooth out, endlessly facinating.
he may have damned humanity int he garden, but he damned himself in the same stroke. openong hte eyes of hte humans to the world around them, opeing their minds to question the rules that created their universe, doomed him to follow each crafter and tinker that humanity raised. more domasticed than the dog at thier heels, was corwely; not so much whisper temptations in the dark, but murmerisng questions of his oen in their ear, watching in delight as they solved them, then asked their own - infinatly more complicated than his had been. and then solved them to.
