"Jesus Christ."

"I'm not sure but I think this amount looks like all, or at least a large fraction of, humans have the ability to publish stuff after death."

"With numbers like that I'd expect most daeva to have been human, how did we miss this?"

"—If they're all demons, nobody talks to demons—

"I don't think most demons used to be human but hell is big place, maybe I've just never been out of the spawn area for demons who randomly spawn fully formed...

"I could make little models of the first thousand alphabetically and look for the type of wings—"

"Yes, good idea. If this is because nobody talks to demons -"

Most of them don't have wings. Of the ones that do, there is a bias towards fairies.

She sweeps the little models carefully into a plastic bag after she's looked at them. "So it's probably not that you end up in Hell if you sell your soul - are there wingless daeva? I've never heard of one answering summons."

"You don't have to have wings, you get wings from a wing catalogue—maybe fairies don't, I don't know how fairies handle it, maybe they're built in—, but most daeva do, it would be shocking to get this many wingless ones in a randomish sample."

She glares at the bag in her hand as it was personally withholding the information from her. "Can you try each type of daeva separately, I want to see if it's the fairies that mostly don't have wings, that would make... some sense? Maybe?"

Sample of randomish fairies almost all have wings. So do angels and demons.

"So there's something special about the ones that were human. Maybe they end up in different parts of Hell or wherever? That would explain why you haven't seen many, at least. And why nobody ever told us."

"Or they're not all – "

He conjures for subsets of the previously conjured people currently in Hell, Fairland, and Heaven. He conjures significantly less than a thousand people, almost all of whom have wings.

" – fuck – 

— maybe we should get. An older demon. It's quite likely that it's actually known what's going on, I literally spawned in Hell like three years ago and nobody has given me the lecture about everything we apparently secretly know about the human afterlife."

"There's a human afterlife. That's-" Daria makes a noise halfway between a growl and whine. She breathes for a second, collects herself, and adds, "I guess that's not actually weirder than humans becoming daeva when they die. Please tell me it's not called Purgatory, Heaven and Hell are bad enough as names."

"Well I don't know!!! They're not even called Heaven and Hell in almost any demon languages, this is a human thing."

"Because we're superstitious and stupid and gag demons - Are there any older demons you know I could summon?"

"Manakel—it's ironic—is nice and would probably know stuff."

"Why is it ironic?" she says, already setting up a space for another summoning circle.

“Oh, it’s the name of an angel in Abrahamic religion.”

She snorts. "Fair enough."

She starts sketching, checking the circle against a copy on her phone. It's taking up most of the remaining space, her dorm room is going to get rather crowded at this rate.

He sit one the floor while she draws. "Okay if I make myself something to fidget with?"

He's been perfectly nice but if there's some kind of loophole - "make what?"

Eyeroll. "That's fair. A squishy tube with a marble in it." 

She can't think of anything he could do with that and she doesn't actually want to antagonize the apparently friendly demon. "Sure, go ahead."

Fidget fidget. 

After a while, she lift her head to ask "How do you spell Manakel?"