Abaddon heaved a sigh as he slowly crossed his arms, furthering the image of peace. "Why do I seek chaos? Because it's fun. That's all; it's fun. It makes demons feel something in their rotted chests," He allowed her to catch his gaze and smiled. "I'm sorry if you were looking for something more profound. But really, everything needn't be so complex. Not everything has a deeper meaning."

He shifted his gaze and looked out into the sky, the smile never wavering. "Do you really think that humans don't do things for the simple exhibition, the fun? Charles Manson, Jeffrey Dahmer. They weren't mentally disturbed. Their brains weren't wired wrong by your Creator," Abaddon's smile stretched into a grin as he looked back at the angel. "They simply knew how to have a good time."