—- CHAPTER 2 —-
Children of the Night
Two long grueling years passed, but then another 2 in a flash making it 4 years total since my arrival at the White rooms of Eden. I still didn't feel ready yet, but I can acknowledge I've come a long way from when I arrived.
Hammurabi was an expert in hand to hand combat, and I used this opportunity to study under him and soak up as much knowledge and experience from him as I could. I was informed of the impending Holy War, and I wanted to be sure that I wouldn't be defenseless against our opposition.
There were catalogs on indexed reading material we could request from the library that I came to cherish. As fast as I began clearing through my To-Be-Read list, I added to it even faster, so I powered through the seemingly inexhaustible supply of literature resources at an alarming rate seeking answers.
Warfare analysis books, anatomy diagrams, martial arts manuals, and psychological case studies from the point of view of competition. Sun Tzu's - Art of War gave me insight into the importance of intention, tactics, and strategy. Andrew Beil's - Trail Guide to The Body gave me a much better understanding of the strengths and weaknesses of our bodies. Hyoho Niten Ichi Ryu student manual passed down the martial techniques of the Legendary Miyamoto Musashi who won more than 60 duels to the death but was written from the perspective of one of his pupils, and Miyamoto's Musashi's - Book of the 5 Rings reshaped how I approached critical thinking.
I read everything I could to get me a step closer to beating Hammurabi in a spar in the short term, and give me a higher probability of prolonged survival in the long term.
Ironically, each challenge I issued to him he required me to beat him in chess first before accepting.
Putting what I read into practice was demoralizing, and the only wins I scored off Hammurabi in competitive contests were in games of chess, which only became a focus because it was a prerequisite to test my developing skills in combat with him.
I also studied our Lord's scriptures whenever possible. We had access to a modified Bible, Tanakh, and Qur'an with lines blacked out by the pen of censorship, passages added, and the three books bridged and overlapped into a single superscript.
A new world of possibilities opened up as I learned and grew, but despite how hard I tried to shake the feeling off, I couldn't help but feel that something was wrong but couldn't pinpoint what was making me feel this way.
I chalked this feeling up to the fact that I still was imperfect, and I wanted to fight it simply because that was my nature. I read and studied more hoping that I would gain clarity, and despite the text being much more logical and everything made sense to me, my internal unease only got worse.
I confided in Pope Pius about my struggles. We prayed together about this topic often, and that provided relief, but it was always temporary.
I didn't want to be this way. I wanted to be grateful for the opportunity given to me. I aimed to thank The Singularity for trusting in me despite being unworthy, but fell short of my expectations constantly with my thoughts being invaded by doubts.
Why is Hitler here? How come our Lord calls himself the Singularity if he exists as a holy trinity?
Sometimes my mind would crawl back to my first interaction with Ama, the Elephant King of Education, when he said he hasn't read and has been expressly forbidden from reading the Serpentine Doctrine.
Are they actually different? Or is it built as a test of faith?
The only Order that was ostracized was us, the serpents. We were isolated while the rest got to live together in a large community. We were even isolated from the other groups of serpents, having zero contact with different cells of our Order.
Adolf barely touched our scriptures, burying himself in books about psychology and history instead, but on occasion when he did study the scripture, it was as if he did it as a ploy to gain our trust, respect, and favor. Hammurabi and Pius both accepted him, but my distrust was evident and formed a divide between him and I.
He twisted the situation, and even Hammurabi and Pius began taking Hitler's side, because on paper he acted accepting towards me, but I refused to accept him regardless. I wouldn't be fooled by his games, and neither would I play along.
After countless losses to the giant, I got into the routine of losing, and the intensity I brought to each of our bouts fizzled out. Hammurabi began declining my challenges, urging me to fix my mentality first so that I could once again become a worthy opponent.
Once again?! I was never a worthy opponent for him, except maybe in chess, but who cares about chess? I needed to develop real life skills!
I told him this much, and he frowned with deep displeasure.
"If this became a duel to the death, what would I be teaching you by allowing you to fight with the ultimate belief that you will lose? What real life skills can you develop other than the forfeiture of your King, and thus your life?" He warned me. "What works for me won't necessarily work for you. There is no shame in a momentary retreat, as long as you don't surrender the war, on the board or off the board. You must have Faith and trust in your ability to serve your King. Become inspired and get creative to solve your problems instead of plowing into them like a brute…" he paused. "—like I used to…and still struggle with." He confided in me.
How could I have ignored something so obvious?!
I broke into laughter. Hammurabi smiled and joined me. His lungs boomed but the sound melded with my own creating resonance.
"We will get through this together. As Brothers." I assured him.
I lost sight of the bigger picture by zooming in on the small details, and forgetting why they mattered again! That's always my biggest problem. If I can fix that… there could be no limit to what I can achieve.
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CLANK.
The door unlatched and popped open, bringing my consciousness back from my thoughts and internal review.
Light flooded through the passageway into the room reflecting off the floors and walls, and before us stood Amadeus with a cheerful smile on his face radiating good vibes.
He only checked in on us once a year, and his timing was congruent to my approximate calculations. This is the fifth encounter I've had with him, and I even tested the limits of my freedom after my first year, where I tried to talk about the Serpentine Doctrine with Amadeus, but before I could a mystical force stopped me by making it impossible to finish communication. I ended up looking like a lunatic every time I decided to bring it up.
I tried only twice. The first attempt gave an uncomfortable feeling like something got lodged in my throat. My syllables skewed into stuttering garbled nonsense. That no doubt was irritating, but it was nothing compared to the second time.
My whole body became cold as ice, and a constricting feeling like my heart was being squeezed and shocked by electricity.
The experience left lasting traumatic mental scars that haunted my dreams and compelled me forward away from what I used to be.
I realized I was haunted, because I was running from confronting the root issue. The issue is that I need to be more Faithful.
Over the last 3 years I've grown much as a person, and realized that this 'lack of freedom' was not only warranted, but was probably for the best of everyone involved. I've always been one to take free will for granted, so the immediate feedback loop really helped me come to terms with the bigger picture, that it wasn't all about me.
Rather than letting my dreams find me unprepared, I began replaying and reviewing the event in my mind over and over. It served as a worthy deterrent that made me certain I would never try again, so there was nothing to fear.
Low and behold, the nightmares stopped.
"It is time for your yearly evaluations." Amadeus announced.
He turned his back and began making the journey to his office once again. Along the way we saw a few disciples from other orders experiencing significantly more freedom than us.
We walked past the door to a cafeteria with windows, where I tried to sneak a peak every year, this time with at least hundreds of individuals engaged in a merry fellowship. They conversed and laughed together as several large groups which resulted in me grinding my teeth in envy.
The ostracism and exclusion from others was the hardest part of living as a Serpent King. If not for Pope Pius and Hammurabi, I'm sure mentally I would be doing much worse. I was so incredibly thankful I was allowed to be with them at least, and that helped push back my jealousy of the other order's disciples, also I reminded myself that choices have consequences, and I'm only experiencing the consequences of my actions after all.
Every year it seemed as if our evaluations went by quicker, and I found myself wishing they were longer. The first year I was overjoyed that I got to prepare before being cast into the flames, but every year that passes I become more restless. The undoubted blessing was being interpreted by my mind more and more as a curse instead.
This year's evaluations came to a close, and I thought back to spending another year inside the room I've dubbed 'the Asylum'. It didn't give me peace of mind, but yet I still accepted it with a smile, acknowledging that I could only leave after The Singularity decides that I'm ready, and I've come to terms with that whether it's only for one more year, or another hundred.
That's what I thought at least, but after our evaluations, another disciple bearing a Lion crest on the back of his robes appeared and took Hammurabi and the Ex-pope with him.
"Congratulations!" I exclaimed excited for them, after all, both of them were excellent examples of changed men, and since this was different from the end of the last three exams, and I know they must have been locked up much longer than me, I tried to be happy for them, despite fearing even greater isolation… especially alongside Hitler.
Ama looked me in the eye, and delivered some unexpected news.
"You and Adolf have been selected for reincarnation. Pius and Hammurabi are not quite ready." Ama said.
"…huh?!" I vocalized my confusion."—But they've been working hard too, and for way longer than me. Aren't you just playing a prank?"
"Our Lord has seen the changes you've both made and is pleased. Their time is coming, but your time is now." Ama spoke.
The only two people I can confidently call friends were being led away, back to their prison. It didn't feel fair, but there was nothing I could argue to change the facts that I was selected and they were not.
"I love you guys. Hang in there! I hope we meet again soon."
Hammurabi didn't even look back, giving a passionate thumbs up as he exited with the words "'Till we meet again Brother."
"Congratulations Brothers. Don't neglect your prayers just because I'm not at your side now. Hehe." The Pope smiled and let out a soft chuckle, before both of them vanished from sight into the hallway with their escort.
"Aren't you going to say something?" I said, nudging Adolf.
"What is there to say? We were selected and they were not. Nothing can be said to change that."
"That's not what I mean. Do you not understand relationships with people?" I said.
"It's not that I don't understand, it's that they are no longer relevant. They are worth nothing compared to my relationship with the Singularity," Adolf said.
"If you're going to look at it that way, then nothing matters except our lord to you, but I'm sure they're both important to our Lord, so by that logic, they are still very much relevant."
"We will see." Adolf replied in a controlled, nonchalant manner.
He discards everything not immediately of use to him. Not long ago I was in the same spot… but I haven't seen any growth in this man's morals since I've met him.
I turned to Ama. "Are you sure we're BOTH ready?" I asked, hoping perhaps there was some mistake and this was all a test. I'm not sure how many years Hitler has been imprisoned, but it made me uneasy to think that he was going to be released back to the world, and made it hard to believe I've earned this opportunity if it's also being handed to him of all people.
"This is no prank, the Singularity is always certain." Ama replied with a confident smile.
We all vanished in unison, and then appeared in the same room I last met our Lord in the blink of an eye. It had been four long years since I stood in this room and was given a rude awakening to my personal flaws, and although it would have been easier to run from them, I instead confronted them head on, always looking to be a better version of myself than I was yesterday, and here I was standing before our Lord once more.
I noticed that two others I'd never seen before were with us. One appeared very athletic, with lean defined muscles. His long wild black hair was chaotically assembled into a ponytail that did not subtract from his masculinity.
The other man was much more slender, with poor posture that radiated a fierce insecurity. He also had neatly trimmed medium length black hair parted in the center and a mustache at least twice the size of Hitlers.
Ama waved at us before vanishing into thin air as if he was a figment of my imagination.
"Welcome my children." Our beloved King of Kings spoke to us, arising from his throne wearing a crown of thorns. He radiated perfection… an intoxicating ideal that is impossible for mankind, but not our Heavenly Host.
I peered around to gauge the actions of my peers, all of which seemed to nod in acknowledgement to which I followed suit.
"You have all been selected from potential King candidates to become my witnessing prophets who champion their awakened faith in the realm of the Adversary. Together you will experience an unbreakable bond to one another that can never be severed."
"Thank you for your Faith in us." The new man with the ponytail spoke up first.
"Lord, I am unworthy." The other slender, more groomed man dropped to his knees.
"Stand up, my child. I have judged that you are all worthy of this opportunity."
"My apologies for questioning you." He spoke before rising back to his feet.
Adolf and I glanced at each other realizing we were the odd ones out of the bunch that didn't fit in.
"Thank you Lord for this wonderful opportunity to serve." I said, bowing my head in respect.
I'm changed, and they are setting a good example, so I should follow that, I thought.
"Raise your heads and prepare your ears to listen as to receive your instructions my loyal disciples."
…
"All of you conquered trials and tribulations to get here. Your Faith will be rewarded. I've already sent 4 of my chosen prophets ahead of you, now I'm sending the four of you, and soon there will be 4 more for a total of 12 faithful prophetic disciples to lead our righteous Holy war on Samael's domain. You will be endowed with GREAT POWER, and with that comes a GREAT RESPONSIBILITY…to your fellow brothers, sisters, and to ME. Do everything with mindfulness in remembrance of your God who reigns on high from heaven in infinite Wisdom and Glory."
"Praise the Lord!" The slender man cried out.
"Let your will be done." The athletic built man proclaimed.
"Hallelujah! Amen," I shouted.
"Our adversaries are no match for us Brothers! Our Victory is preordained." Hitler exclaimed so passionately that it was impossible not to feel something hearing it.
Everyone including myself even rallied behind Hitler's words, which disturbed me after realizing the power of command that charisma and a shared goal can hold over us even if I consciously chose to dislike the man.
"One of the twelve after everyone is in place will fall from grace, and instead turn traitor defecting to the adversaries side. Turning from me after establishing our close personal relationship based on faith is unforgivable, because you are supposed to be setting an example for our people. I have given you all the gift of responsibility, and the abuse of this privilege is far more catastrophic than breaking the vows of marriage, or taking the lives of those who oppose our mission. Remember that."
The room became silent, and each of us scanned the others making note that one of us could be the traitor. My gaze fell on Adolf last, and even having no clue who the other 8 chosen Templar King's of Singularity could be, or even formed any opinions of the two men I just met now for the first time, I suspected Adolf instantly. How could I not?
He must have seen this too, because he stared me down with a furious aggression I'd only seen glimpses of from our time together, as if identifying me as the traitor instead.
"When we discover this traitor among us, what should we do Lord?" Adolf asked while everyone else remained silent, but continued to stare into my eyes. Determination and sacrifice burned like flames from that intense gaze.
Admiration appeared in the eyes and faces of the nameless two men in recognition of the courage it took to ask the question, but seemingly unaware of the insinuation.
He is playing us. He did the same with Hammurabi and Pius before casting them aside as soon as he found out he was leaving them behind. The scariest part was how damn good he was at it too. It was easy to find his intensity inspiring me, despite thinking that his words were mostly lip service. That control over another person is powerful, and only now did I start to comprehend how Adolf was able to get so many willing participants to commit atrocities through his influence.
"The traitor will be condemned with the same punishment as Samael, the leader of the rebellion. They will both be sealed to burn in Hell for the remainder of eternity with all of the lost souls."
"That's a fitting punishment for treasonous scum who'd turn their back on God and their siblings." The athletic built man said.
"I could no longer view such a person as my sibling. If your hand—even your stronger hand—causes you to sin, then cut it off and throw it away. In the same sense, I will excommunicate any traitor from our family and be sure that they will never harm us again." Adolf announced with conviction.
My jaw nearly fell open hearing this, and all I could do was search the room, but everyone present radiated acceptance of his words, and by proxy his authority… Even in the presence of the Singularity, Adolf went unchecked and instead was praised and showered with the glorious respect of all present.
I began questioning my Sanity. Was I too harsh on him after all? Am I actually just delusional and I've been misreading him all along? Maybe I've been the one in the wrong because I needed a scapegoat to pin my insecurities on… I'm just not sure anymore.
For some time I retreated into my head to sort out my thoughts, so some things blurred together as I worked to solve this puzzle.
Should I continue to be weary of Adolf, or set aside my suspicions and embrace him faithfully as a true family member in our Lord's Kingdom.
Feelings of inferiority began creeping into my psyche, and suddenly I felt I was the least worthy to be here, even if somehow I barely made the cut.
Maybe I will become the traitor?
I doubted I could turn again because I've learned so many lessons since then and moved forward, but many new doubts were awakening within me at this moment that I suddenly couldn't be certain anymore, feeling that my perspective could be clouded and unreliable.
No. My only option is to trust in my Lord.
"Lord… Are you certain I am ready? I'm beginning to doubt my capabilities." I asked the Singularity.
"It pleases me greatly to see you finally set aside your Pride, that was once overgrown and unsightly, to instead pursue belief and faith. This is proof of the change you have undertaken, and I believe your journey, skills, and faith will be a beacon of light for the world. All of you are worthy. I beseech you to use this next life to serve and honor your God in Heaven and I will experience pride in your place. Lean not unto your own understanding and come seek my counsel to comprehend my plans I have for you. We will remain in close contact from now on, and you will be able to hear my words at all times, even on the darkest days to come. Fear not, I will ALWAYS be with you."
I was breathless through the entire speech, feeling such a profound fulfillment in realizing all my mistakes were valuable to learn from and that led to my transformation through the true awakening of my faith. A grand acceptance that allowed me to move forward with discipline and overcome adversity first and foremost in myself.
I might be the fastest turnaround in the whole program… oof… Damn it Pride! —you won't gain a hold over me again! I will serve the Lord.
DEAR GOD, I AM SO SORRY. I SWEAR, AND STUMBLE, AND FALTER… BUT I WILL NOT SURRENDER. I WILL FOLLOW YOU AND EVENTUALLY BEAT THE ALLURE OF SIN.
YOU ARE FORGIVEN, MY PRECIOUS CHILD THAT I LOVE.
I jumped with the unexpected words being spoken into existence in my head.
I gazed over to the Singularity, who winked playfully as if to confirm that it was in fact Him, and that He had all the power, and all I needed was to trust the same process that got me here.
THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU DO! I thought.
"Gather around and I will give you your new names, my children." The Lord spoke.
We grouped around our Lord, and held hands forming a circle around him.
"Nikola Tesla." Our Heavenly Father spoke.
Wow… Starting off strong. A man of renown.
"Yes my Lord!" replied the slender man who finally had a name to their face in my memory.
"You have been blessed with the Divine Wisdom of technical inventions. You understand how to take hypothetical knowledge and convert it to technical reality. Elephant King of Innovation, you are given the name Nathaniel the Prophet. I welcome you into my inner kingdom, my son."
A window of yellow light opened in midair and cast an illuminating spotlight down on Nathaniel.
They hugged, and Nathaniel wept with tears of joy.
"Thank you Father."
"Miyamoto Musashi."
WHAT?!
"I am yours to command Master." The lean athlete replied, his hand squeezed mine harder while he responded.
That's really him?!
"You have been blessed with the Divine Wisdom of Personal Development. You understand how to identify the details and make a plan to alter a person through their work. Lion King of Self-Mastery, you are given the name Mathius the Prophet. I welcome you into my inner kingdom, my son."
A window of blue light opened in midair and cast an illuminating spotlight down on Mathius.
Mathius let go of my hand, and made his way to our Lord.
I felt blessed to be in this man's presence. How did I not recognize him? I feel like an obsessed fan meeting a heroic role model for the first time.
"You have my loyalty until my final breath and beyond Father." Mathius spoke, dropping to his knees, but the Singularity pulled him up and into a firm embrace, then after some time we reformed our circle once again.
I'm so lucky to be here!
"Adolf Hitler"
Oh, right…
"There is nothing more important than your will and I will carry it out at any cost, my Lord," said Adolf.
"You have been blessed with the Divine Wisdom of Social Engineering. You can peer into the soul of mankind and use that knowledge to lead the flock with ME. Serpent King of Authority, you are given the name Judah the Prophet. I welcome you into my inner kingdom, my son."
A window of purple light opened in midair and cast an illuminating spotlight down on Judah.
Tears streamed from Judah's eyes as he stared into the face of our Father and experienced his mercy.
Wow…
Watching that moved me, and made me realize that I truly can't judge anyone else. I guess that horrible feeling that wouldn't go away… was my hate… of the thought that someone even less deserving than me had the chance of redemption too… and the worst part of that is realizing that HE was right… we're both sinners, and who am I to even say he is less deserving…
The Lord called me by name.
I couldn't hold back the emotions building up inside me. It was as if the Holy Spirit touched my soul, and the levies snapped, breaking the illusion that anyone is undeserving if they wish to turn away from their sin and serve the Lord.
"There's no one who is undeserving of your Love and forgiveness, right Father?" I asked.
The Singularity broke into an earnest and joyful smile. "You have learned so much in such a short time my beloved. Everyone present take note of my child's and your fellow sibling's conviction to their duty. They have completed a grueling curriculum, and undergone true self-reflection, finishing in only four years!"
Put on the spot, having expected a more casual introduction like the rest of the new prophets, I didn't know how to feel about my accomplishment being telegraphed to everyone.
"It is not by me but through our Lord." I refused credit and acknowledged Him.
Our Heavenly Host's face brightened up further.
"You can accomplish all things through your God that strengthens you. I have assigned a special role to you, to become the champion of mothers, sisters, and daughters. To share your compassion and patience with the world. Will you accept my will?"
My heart throbbed.
Lord… I don't want to be a woman, and I swear it has nothing to do with pride anymore… but if it is YOUR WILL, I will submit.
Time froze in space. Animation robbed from every member here. I noticed that signals to my body were disconnected with zero response. The only thing that worked was my mind.
You understand I have a plan for you.
Of Course I do, Lord. And I know you want me to be a champion for all women and girls, which I will accept without issue, but cant I arguably do that as effectively as a man? —while also teaching fellow men to respect women simultaneously? I'm looking at it from a bigger picture now, but if I am wrong please show me the error of my way.
Why not set the example to respect women, by becoming a righteous woman and setting a standard other girls can aim at, and passing on Love and the gift of creation of life to the world?
I would have balled up my fists if I were capable, but despite the limitation, I replied to my Lord.
…Yes… Lord, You are always right. You have asked and I will follow. I see the error of my way. I will accept your direction and work towards your plans. I will have Faith in you, as you have had Faith in me from the beginning.
I can't imagine my past self ever having spoken those words, but through true acceptance in my heart, in your spiritual heart, that beats with faith and knows the Lord…my understanding of sacrifice evolved insurmountably.
Time resumed. There was a strange feeling like my blood being rushed out of the back of my head. Dizziness and the temporary loss of my function caused me to stumble, but everything kicked back on before I could lose balance, regaining composure.
I opened my mouth and spoke to my God and my siblings. "This is the only way I can move forward, by accepting responsibility offered. Father, I will abide by your teachings and protect the sanctity of my sisters while giving my life to you. You have been patient with me and shown me kindness, and I will teach your message to everyone. Boy or girl, woman or man, young or old, nasty or kind, that when you become one with God, you will want to spread this beautiful gift to everyone who will listen, serving as an example of your almighty power."
"You have been blessed with the Divine Wisdom of Discernment. You can create Delusion in our Adversaries, and dispel the Delusions in those you connect with. Serpent King of Delusion, you are given the name Miriam the Prophet. I welcome you into my inner kingdom, my precious daughter."
A window of green light opened in midair and cast an illuminating spotlight down on me filling me with warmth and invigorating my spirit.
This is the best feeling of my life.
My figure morphed, and all the time that I spent as a man was over. My next chapter would be as someone new. A whole new me.
The eyes of my brothers filled with confusion and uncertainty which shifted between our Lord and me.
A tense silence for what felt like too long manifested. Shame weighed me down under their watchful eye of judgment, cast by men to a woman. This is the first experience for me on the receiving side… Coming from my own family no less… It made me realize how difficult it would be to fulfill my mission if even the most tempered and faithful men can falter in their view of women.
Of Course i didn't want to do it like this! But I guess this is what I deserve… Wait…This could actually be a gift, I only have to shift my perspective to see how worthy the challenge was. More fulfilling than beating someone at chess or competitions, was demonstrating the value of my Lord as a female. At least Hammurabi physically taught me Sun Tzu's key principle — to feint strength and avoid battle when we are weak, and feint weakness and bait engagement when we are strong… over and over he drilled this into me even if I didn't realize it at the time. I simply need to pick battles where I have an advantage. That's why he made me play him in chess first. He was showing me there was always an easier win condition if you think to ask the Lord to show you and you search. Faith is rewarded after all.
But then came a sound that broke my internal monologue. Clap Clap Clap.
What?
Formerly Known as Adolf, presently known as Judah… My brother acknowledged me, clapping his hands and sending out a wave of his support. Quickly after, the rest of my brothers and even our Lord joined him. A round of applause roared from my siblings and Father demonstrating their acceptance of me and my mission.
I blushed, embarrassed to have the spotlight on me after finally getting used to giving it all back to our Father instead.
"You have made a noble sacrifice and have earned my greatest respect, Sister Miriam." Judah said.
"I can never give back as much as our Lord has given me. But I will try! I'm so sorry I was mean to you and aggravatingly stubborn Brother Judah! I was wrong." I said, casting my gaze to the floor.
"It's all in the past now." He said, sincerity in his expression. "Let's work together instead of against each other in the future."
I smiled and wept with both shame and joy. Shamed for the broken process it took to arrive here, but joyful that I was able to arrive all the same by learning and altering my behavior. Belief is powerful, and now I am full of belief.
"It makes a big difference when the plague of Delusion is cured. Doesn't it my child?" the Singularity asked.
"Yes Father! I never want to live in Delusion again. I want to live courageous in faith and not be led into temptation." I confirmed.
"Then go forth and touch the hearts of all you see. Save those who seek forgiveness, and afflict those who wish us harm, so that they can continue their existence until they are ready to be saved."
"I humbly accept my mission." I answered with complete confidence.
Our Heavenly host ushered me to spin around, and when I did my family was before me.
A clear purifying rain of baptism washed down upon us, without any of the wet or stick. It touched our souls and connected us as one. We saw all of our siblings' errors in their whole. We knew each of them now more than they ever knew about themselves before, instantaneously. We all understood before we were the Singularity. One without God. But now we were forever changed. We are One with God.
YOU ARE LOVED.
The rest welcomed me, and I welcomed them all with joy. We gathered in fellowship to celebrate and praise our Father in Heaven. Nothing from before mattered anymore. This day will never be forgotten by any of us who shared it.
Then our new life began in rebirth, both physically and spiritually. We entered the domain of Samael, which was a near perfect copy of the world portrayed in Naruto. I arrived in Konoha.
—- Author's Notes —-
Some unexpected health problems popped up for me, paired with me feeling like I needed to do this chapter justice, so sorry for the delay, hope it was worth the wait! We'll get back on schedule soon.
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