In the eleventh century, a carthusian monk known to us only as Brother Gregory, began to lose his mind. He said he was possessed by a demon. Perhaps the father of all demons, the fallen angel himself. In any event, this demon spoke to him in the Verbis Diablo.
Caliban: Is it not this, Ms. Ives? The glory of life surmounts the fear of death. Good Christian's fear Hellfire, so to avoid it they are kind to their fellow man. Good pagans do not have this fear, so they can be who they are. Good or ill, as their nature dictates. We have no fear of God, so we are accountable to no one but each other. Vanessa: That's a profound responsibility.