"You will have your earthly inheritance without all the death and destruction and bloodshed of the Day of the Lord." And then he spilled the barley. "All I ask is one teeny tiny thing in return. All you have to do is fall down and worship me." Jesus looked Belial in his eyes, deep dark pools of malevolence. He whispered back, "Be gone, Accuser. For it is written, 'You shall worship the Lord your God and him only shall you serve.'" Belial sighed and said, "Fine, have it your way. But just let it be written, I gave you the chance to avoid Armageddon and you blew it." He grabbed his cloak off of Jesus and swung it around in an arc, creating a whirlwind of snow that blinded Jesus for a moment in its swirling white coldness. Jesus found himself in the desert again. But now he was alone. Belial was gone."