"I mean, as long as we're all together, we might as well party" said the lightbringer, his eyes gleaming almost wistfully.
A moment later, he continued "look, you ever read Gatsby? It's like that. I lied to God about who I was, so he would love me. I've spent the last dozen millennia becoming who I pretended to be. Now I'm just waiting for him to show up the party."
I was shocked. Then I thought about every Christian I'd ever known. I became less shocked.