"Oh no, nothing like that," Liliana scoffed. "To be fair, I grew up worshipping the creator of angels as a god, but once I became a Planeswalker, I realized that Serra was nothing of the sort. Or rather..." She frowned. "Many of us were worshipped as gods, and some people created planes and creatures for that very reason, but none of us were divine. Simply powerful."

As if there had been anything 'simple' about an Oldwalker's power.

"Holiness, afterlives, the kind of thing people associate with divinity, that's all nonsense. Angels were just a race of creatures Serra created because, oh, I don't know. She had an affinity for pigeons and self-righteousness?"

Go to Theros and say that, Liliana.