Preface: Why This Story Exists

Does anything lie beyond a flesh and blood existence, and if so, is it valuable?

Death gives meaning to life because an ending is limiting and humans find fulfillment in overcoming their limitations.

Past history is a resource to learn from to prevent repeating mistakes in our current reality, the Present, so that there can be a brighter tomorrow.

To reach the future you must survive, but anyone's life can end abruptly, even our own, because our future is uncertain…

"So then why invest time and work if YOU might not be the beneficiary?!" You may ask.

Don't misunderstand… YOU WILL ALWAYS be the beneficiary of your work - even if it is done for others. This is what narcissists fail to comprehend.

Your work will shape your relationships with other people, with yourself, and with our creator the Lord. You reap what you sow.

Not long ago, I idolized logic above all, bastionizing science, math, and critical thinking as Idols that eclipsed my faith. The light was blocked by my obsession with building pillars of knowledge without appreciating the foundation that they were standing on, made by our creator.

I found myself at the feet of God, unworthy and unsightly. I knew who he was. He was the Lord.

I was called to take action, to act according to his will, but I refused and turned from him instead because I lost faith in his plan, and couldn't find the strength to continue through blind faith alone.

It was never enough. I yearned for understanding. I craved the Logic behind the plans God has for us more than anything.

But what Logic is it to a man if he peers into the face of God to criticize his creator's plan as insufficient, and suggest that man could do any better?

For what profit is it to a man if he gains the whole world, and loses his own soul? Matthew 16:26

Not realizing my lack of vision, I became intent on leading the other blind in an attempt to deflect from my personal responsibility.

Ironically, my opportunity to test my self-imposed mission of leadership arrived, tasked with guiding other lost souls.

My direction became twisted, and my path lost in circles. Unhappy with my way, I became disillusioned to instead aim to prove that God was deceitful and discredit him as a symbol of hope, because removed from God, everything I touched suffered, and I could not accept that without him, there was no value.

I mocked and betrayed his trust in my free will, saying: "If you knew all then you must have planned for me losing my faith too, which means that I never had free will, and that I cannot be judged!"

I said this because I UNDERSTOOD NOTHING.

Our world is not as it seems. This is a warning to curious free thinkers that aim to make a positive change in the world. Disguise your intentions. When you freely share your vision to all, you invite saboteurs to begin creating more obstacles to put in your way. You must discern who you will ally yourself with, and how much intel you will divulge to them, for we are all capable of depraved things, and all fall short of the glory of God.

This autobiography recounts the life of an unworthy, wicked soul, reincarnated as a ninja, in a world at war, that against all odds found fulfillment in a mission that was given to them from higher inspiration.

Please use my experience to gain UNDERSTANDING through the perspective of my mistakes. I apologize for any trauma you may experience with me through reading this story. I am deeply sorry and ashamed that THIS is how I think, but the Lord made me this way, and I've paid a heavy price for my need for answers.

As someone whose primary focus was expressing my free will, I'll show you respect by not cramming my answers I've received down your throat, because my biggest issue with authority is the idea that we should question it when most authority tells us not to.

I want to pass you my life experience and wisdom, and all I ask is that you listen and think. Discern the truth for yourself. Find peace in knowing there is hope for all of us, my fellow brothers and sisters. I Love you all so much and wish all of you the very best.


- CHAPTER 1 —-

Child of the Night


"Sabotage. Again… and again… and again… Doesn't it ever get old to you?" My words were full of contempt.

The tall doors of a cathedral stood as a relic of the past artisans preserved. Everything else was burned and destroyed by the Catholic crusades.

All was silent. The twilight of dusk cast golden streams into the sky and clouds.

I stuck both middle fingers up to the sky as a curse to the heavens.

"GOD, YOU'RE A RAT FUCK. A CRAB IN THE BUCKET, THAT ONLY CARES ABOUT MAKING SURE PEOPLE WORSHIP YOU AND DEVOTE THEIR LIVES!" I panted for air to continue my cry.

"What was the point of free will if you don't actually let us choose, and instead you pick what will work out FOR US?!"

I threw a punch in the air, my frustration reaching a boiling point.

It isn't FAIR!

"Are you scared I could make something of myself after I've seen through your machinations, your ego, and your narcissism? If you see all, and know the future, and if this really is all YOUR plan, I don't feel fit to address you as God. I'll warn everyone about the 'truth', that you're pathetic, spiteful, and even I could do your job better."

Fabric rustled, wisped in a sudden gust.

I turned to look, but it was simply a flag puppeteered by the wind. Nothing was before me.

"Nothing… Of Course… Why did I expect anything different." I said fuming.

A flash of light blinded me, and I was jerked from my feet. My stomach dropped, and something's grip wrapped around my throat as I rocketed through the air.

The wind and air currents hissed and howled past, the chill air and my heavy confusion robbed me of much of the heat of my anger. I was halfway between acceptance and fear, teetering to find my answer. I was close to giving up on life, but I couldn't, because despite being empty, the smallest glint of hope could inspire me. I wanted to make a difference.

I peeled an eyelid open, but couldn't make out anything through the blur before it was snapped back shut.

All the motion came to an abrupt halt. After settling, the resulting pain was excruciating.

Crack! Pop!

Bones and joints fractured, the grip on my neck intensified.

"AHHG! No-"

I must see. I must know!

I strained to open my eyes, then the blur settled, and before me was an angelic figure. It flapped two sets of white feathered wings eerily silent. Its face was that of an owl, and their primal animalistic eyes' stared into the depth of my soul.

My heart fought to escape, but I was oddly okay with it all. If I had to be taken out, then I won! My philosophy was so dangerous and threatening that I had to be stopped. Of Course God would send a minion to do the job and not show himself in person.

"COWARD!"

A hum below caught my attention, but unable to move, I could not look, and I did not know.

I fell, released by the divine creature. I smiled and laughed.

"I've been set free… of my responsibilities."

ZzzzZZZZ.

The zap of electric current arced around, bathing the world in a blue and yellow glow. Light bent and transmuted around me in indescribable ways.

My Flesh and Spirit unshackled and separated. My soul flowed across a river of space, time, thoughts, and emotions. I drifted along, receiving visions of other people's lives. I witnessed their struggle, their successes, their anguish, and their joy.

My lens of perspective changed, for I now knew many of the answers that I wanted, and I was horrified by what I learned.

That is then, my Judge appeared to me, in a divine light, and he was the most masterful sculpted man, symmetrical and aesthetic.

Around us spilled every color of light from shimmering windows that appeared like stained glass, but producing the light and luminating the church interior.

The Master saw me and shook his head with such visual disappointment, as if asking me WHY?

I couldn't help but to feel shame and guilt, but I still had plenty of my own questions.

"Why do you look different?" I asked.

He spoke in a thunderous roar. "YOU HAVE BETRAYED YOUR GOD, SERPENT."

"You didn't entrust answers in me to my questions so that I could be a proper witness! I had to find the answers myself!"

"You receive your answers in time, but are unsatisfied with what they were, or how you got them, and imagine that the answers are your own, free to reshape them as you see fit. You feel entitled because you were amongst the chosen, but being chosen means nothing if YOU CANNOT FOLLOW!"

"This isn't all about me. If you are going to decide our fates before they even play out, you are responsible! How dare you cast the blame on me when I was demoralized by your plan. I've watched countless heroic souls lose and villains prevail. If you are the Light, the Truth, and the Way, then why would you give dominion to evil instead of blessing those who remain faithful?"

"So Self-righteous and self-important… Who has appointed you to interpret Divine Will? You were given the chance to cleanse and purify your soul before receiving your Divine Wisdom."

"I believe all authority, if they themselves believe are just and fair, should open themself to critical questions, so the herd knows it's not being led off a cliff to be sacrificed, and have stronger, more personalized experiences to give them the inspiration and vigor to serve faithfully."

"Faith requires stepping past your realm of confidence and logic. It invokes the truest form of energy and can be channeled to create miraculous events. Trust is a systematic analytical approach that assumes it's within the others capacity. But through faith you can help me augment reality into a more beautiful home for humans."

"Okay—That makes perfect sense. See, if I knew that from the start, this all would have been way different." I relented.

"In your delusional hypocrisy, YOU CHALLENGED GOD on his heavenly throne and claim you can instead 'Do a better job...' When you ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND NOTHING?" He paused, but then after that sunk in, he continued with: "YOUR SCENT IS THICK WITH PRIDE AND SLOTH. If your work is in vain, what can you even take pride in?"

I opened my mouth, but I fell silent, realizing the deep fundamental truth that shocked me to my core.

The lack of sound became a menacing vibration that shook the fabric of my soul, until everything changed.

The air pulsed, and a BOOM of heat burst forth. Fire and lightning enveloped the edges of our surroundings, caging us together in a supernatural display, and it all spilt from the master's presence.

The windows of shimmering light died casting shadows everywhere there were no flames or static.

"PRECIOUS CHILD OF ADAM, WHO HAS FALLEN FROM GRACE… YOU HAVE BEEN SHOWN MERCY AND BEEN ALLOWED TO SURVIVE IN SIN, BUT YOUR ILL-INTENTIONED BLASPHEMY HAS CORRUPTED YOU AND YOUR POTENTIAL … AND I HAVE WEPT FOR WHAT YOU COULD HAVE BEEN."

For the first time, my argumentative and rebellious feelings were quenched, the pieces of the puzzle I hunted my whole life for came together and revealed a revelation.

"YOU COULD BE SO MUCH MORE IF YOU DIDN'T ABANDON YOUR FAITH AND DEDICATION."

He was right…

"I was wrong." I repented.

"GIVE YOUR LIFE TO ME, SO THAT YOU CAN FIND TRUE PURPOSE IN SAVING YOUR LOST SIBLINGS. DEVOTE YOUR LIFE TO THE SERVICE AND MINISTRY OF THE TRUTH."

"…I will. Now that I can see clearly, I'll give you my life!"

A dark chill shook through my soul, but vanished after the host's unsettling chuckle.

"Of course you will… But all is not well… You remain imperfect, and will stay that way grouped together with the other serpents."

"We'll be grouped together for what?"

"Serpents have a special role as Children of the Night, as the impure. I will re-educate you all for your next role."

"Please tell me what my role will be."

"To learn from your past mistakes, and teach every soul the lessons that have been carved in your heart. Witness to them about my will, power, and glory."

"…Okay. I think I can do that."

"I have not forgotten your sins against your fellow brothers and sisters, and the misguided feeling of superiority and respect from being born a man, the pride of man, which you clung to like a badge of honor. I will strip you of it, and All titles where your pride is rooted. Through tribulations, I will teach you the struggles of your sisters' first hand."

"Woah! Hold on, I think I'm close to learning my lesson already! That won't be necessary!"

"You will undergo trials, and for those that can reach beyond and answer my call—"

"—But not really as a girl, right?"

"—Only then can you be washed of your impurities." He continued, ignoring my question.

"You didn't answer me." I argued.

One of the master's eyes' twitched, but continued speaking. "You will never be free from your sin that is trapped inside you, until you have devoted your life, and accomplished work in my name, and conquer the trials I offer, only after, like rocks tumbled into precious stone, will you be freed of your impurities."

"—But I can do all that as a man though is all I'm trying to say. I will work without ceasing! I'll do everything you ask of me! PLEASE! I'll give my whole life to you if—"

"—This is not a negotiation! Forget your past misogyny, your pride, and shout my name!"

"GOD!" I shouted.

The host smiled ear to ear, but then his face settled, and he said to me: "My new daughter has offered her soul so that she can pursue redemption. Hear my name, THE SINGULARITY, and know all of your future work will be in MY NAME for the rest of eternity."

I blinked and my surroundings changed, the magnificent scene flashed changing to a metal warehouse or corporate office space painted white, the floor however was constructed of white marble, and everything around was white. Devoid of other colors.

Before me stood a man with short dirty blonde hair and academic spectacles resting on the tip of his nose.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I am Amadeus, Elephant King of Education, but you can call me Ama if you wish."

"Elephant? I really don't understand these titles at all. They kind of piss me off."

"The animal represents your nature, King indicates your rank in our lord's kingdom, and 'of Education' being my specialty." Amadeus said.

"So you're essentially a gigantic gigachad academic professor? Were you abducted by "The Singularity" too?" I asked.

"Abducted? How blasphemous. Can't you see that you've been saved?"

"Saved and abducted are not synonymous my guy… but I am thankful I've been given another chance…" I stalled remembering what my punishment was as it was told to me. I gazed down, and my hands came up in the same motion, reaching for my chest. To my surprise, I was still a man.

"We are very different people, but I'm glad that we can share our faith." Amadeus spoke.

"I agree… So what's the plan now?"

"We are embroiled in spiritual warfare, fighting against the forces of evil, and witnessing the truth to people. An operator retrieved you and has brought you back to the promised land in order to prepare you for the Holy War." Amadeus paused, but then after nodding, he continued.

"This is Eden's White Room, an exclusive privilege for 'The Templar's of Singularity', reserved for the highest class of souls to receive instruction before they venture back to triumph over evil."

"Templars? Like from Soloman's temple? What's that mean?"

"Templars are defined as an order of people who protect the precious temples that encourage the blossoming growth of faith."

"I see. Everything boils down to faith then?" I was beginning to piece together a picture of how things work.

"You are learning quickly! Excellent, I love fast learners."

I smiled, and Amadeus smiled back.

"Eden is the origin of humanity, its birthplace. The furthest place imaginable from 'The Adversary's' domain. We have retrieved your soul from a synthetic realm of the fallen angel Samael, the leader of the divine rebellion."

"... Can humans really resist and fight angelic beings?"

"'I can do all things through The Singularity who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13'. Alone we are next to nothing, but together with our Lord's strength, we can accomplish miracles."

"Fuck…That's incredible. So my last world was a simulation? Like the Matrix?" I asked.

"Excuse you Serpent. Please refrain from using profanity in my presence. But yes, the synthetic multi-dimensional 'matrix', has many realms separated by boundaries that can only be crossed with the power of our Lord, or an Infidel. Rejoice, Serpent King of Delusions, You have been saved and been accepted and returned back to Eden to prepare you for the end times."

At this point my head was starting to hurt trying to process all this insanity, but unfortunately there was more.

"We need every king. Only through mutual connection can we save humanity from this eternal nightmare, and restore the captive souls trapped in the matrix back. We don't have much time. You must use your time in Eden wisely to prepare."

"Prepare… for the Holy War?" I gulped in anticipation of the answer.

"For the King of Delusions, you certainly have some discernment! Yes, Ragnarok… The great holy war. You have been selected to become a key figure that will help finish the war."

"So… how exactly do serpent King's prepare? What am I supposed to do?"

"I'm responsible for publishing every curriculum under the Singularities guidance… except the Serpentine Doctrine. I am expressly forbidden from even reading it."

"That sounds really sketchy. Doesn't that make you uncomfortable?"

"Our Lord has a plan for each and every one of us. If his plan for me is not to read the doctrine, I will obey faithfully."

"Wow… That's quite disciplined of you."

"Is it not the same for yourself?" He asked.

"No… If I'm told not to do something… it's like something inside me wants to fight authority and do it to spite them."

"I see… I suppose The Singularity forbid me from reading the Doctrine because I can't fathom the Serpent's way of thought. Your explanation seems to show a lack of respect for our Lord and his teachings, but maybe that is what makes serpent's special. They can be exposed to his works and power, and not drop to their knees in both awe and fear as if their self-preservation instinct warped and became defective, and if asked what I'd speculate caused it… I'd say a perverse idolatry to at least 1 of the 7 Deadly sins replacing the priority of one's faith."

"So Serpent's are perverse, idol worshiping, hedonistic schmucks that lack respect, or are you calling me an anomaly?"

"Oh… My apologies. I didn't mean to offend you, I was simply offering my insight. Maybe it is something special only you have. Now that I think of it, perhaps that outlook is what earned you the title of Serpent King of Delusions."

"… I want to cuss you out right now but then I'd only serve to prove you right." I hung my head in shame.

"I'm not casting judgment on you, as the only being fit to judge is the Singularity, but I am diagnosing the problems that I help treat in all of the orders besides your own. I don't know what God's plan is for you, but mine is to prepare all his followers, and as a King, you were always meant to lead by example, so perhaps I'm hoping you can rub off in a positive way on the rest of your order."

"You make it seem like nobody likes the serpents… isn't that judgmental and hypocritical?"

Amadeus's mouth hung open at the observation.

"You are correct. Many orders hold low opinions of the order of serpents, but I know they are a key part to God's plan, and thus empathize with you carrying a burden that will affect your social standing amongst non-serpent Kings, and even lower class individuals from other orders as they seem to believe theirs holds higher merit than yours."

"There's bigots everywhere, huh?"

"I'm afraid so. But if you have any problems, feel free to come discuss them with me."

"I'm supposed to be a leader… but what will I be leading?"

"A crusade against 'The Adversary'. But fear not, with the Lord's Blessing, you will become powerful beyond your wildest imagination. The opposition will fall under our coordinated might, and we restore order to Samael's treacherous cycle of manufactured chaos."

"So… The Adversary…Uh… Samael? That's like the Devil, right?"

Amadeus nodded in acknowledgement, confirming my suspicion.

"So the devil is the one that was messing with me my whole life… and the Singularity COULDN'T help me because my world was controlled by this fallen angel, and maybe my environment lacked enough faith to produce miracles?"

"Careful. That is a gross oversimplification stepping past the domain of academia and knowledge, instead into that of judgment. Maybe our Lord could have done something, but wanted us to solve the don't know the plans he has for us, we can only obey faithfully and see those plans come to fruition."

"You just said plenty of people are still judgmental, even our Lord's people." I interjected.

"Just because others are, doesn't excuse yourself from following the commandments your Father in Heaven has given you. We are given free will to choose, don't confuse that as an excuse to continue making the same mistakes."

"Okay… you're right."

"Samael has disguised himself and goes by many false names such as Lucifer and Jashin."

Jashin? Where have I heard that name before?

Ama continued: "He is twisting those synthetic matrix realms into a cesspool that perpetuates hatred, demoralization, and despair. Our world was bad, but nothing compared to the horrors of Jashin's dimension he resides in. It is full of mutant super-powered Nephilim, which are the spawn of angel's and the daughters of men. Our father in heaven won't accept the tainted souls of angelic human hybrids, so each one is only born with the option to ally with the prince of darkness, or no one at all. The Adversary even crafted a spiritual afterlife modeled off heaven for all his impure souls to bolster his army. He calls this place Tartarus. How obscene to truly believe one could replace the Lord."

I couldn't help recalling my own words claiming that I would be a suitable replacement for God…

My classification as a serpent really is justified. I guess I am delusional… Am I even deserving of another chance?

"He has hidden away God's scripture, THE TRUTH, entirely. There are very few who have ever heard of our God there, but our victory is certain, preordained by our father, so hold your head high to be given a leading role in his Plan."

"I am thankful, but at the same time all of this new information is overwhelming. It's like I've been asleep my whole life and finally woke up now for what felt like the first time…" I said.

"I understand. We can continue this conversation later if you prefer."

"No-no-no. I meant it's taking some time to sink in, but I've still got TONS of questions. I've been looking my whole life for a worthwhile teacher."

"Haha, I see. Let's see if I can't clear up some of your questions, but unfortunately I'm unqualified to mentor you in any official capacity, but if you come to me I will help where I can."

"Thanks! … But Samael is immortal right? If he can't be killed, what's the plan?"

"He can't die YET. We have made ground on both ends converging to the dimension he resides in, his last bastion of power. We are invading his domain and purifying it with the love and guidance of the Singularity to save it. We'll convert the people of the realm to believers in the singularity by witnessing to them, and that will make our blessings stronger, draining his resources until he eventually goes through reverse-ascension, expiring to a mortal. Stripped of his gift of divinity by God through answering the prayers of his people… and then he will be eliminated, and his soul captured to burn in agony in the Abyss of Hell for the remainder of eternity."

"Wow, that's hardcore! I know that he's done a lot of bad, but what's the point of the eternal lesson if it never gets used to change his behavior?"

"To serve an example for the herd to remember, never to replace God with themselves, or anyone else. He should be your number 1 priority, especially his commandments, and carrying his truth within your spirit to cast a guiding light on your future."

"So some had to fall to make the faithful appreciate their loyalty?"

"You cannot sit at both God's table and the Adversaries table at the same time. Fence sitting after knowing better is betrayal to both sides and will be dealt with most harshly. You are meant to create value, not simply capture the value of others' and subsist off it."

"Parasite's that leech off others with nothing to contribute back disgust me, unless they can't contribute, but… unless you're braindead, I'm sure that they still have something to give back to the community."

"The Lord tells us that those with higher capacity are endowed with a higher responsibility to their people. A poor incompetent that gives everything he has to God is worth more than the most endowed King who gives halfheartedly."

"… I see. Able talent sitting back expiring is a tragedy. It would have been nice to have been born knowing the difference."

"That's how the angels were created. Some of the ones that have fallen… they might tell you they wish they could have been born a human in blissful ignorance."

"You've talked to Angel's?"

"Of Course. Angel's move tirelessly to combat against the flames of rebellion, and protect God's chosen people."

"Wow. The grass is never greener on the other side, huh?…But if the Israelites that walked out of Egypt and were lead to the promised land by Moses believe they are god's chosen people… and the Muslim's that were the first born son of Abraham that believe their claim as god's chosen people are legitimate, and then you got Christians… who is God's chosen people?"

"What do you think?" He asked me.

"Hmm… To be honest, I can feel for everyone… Why can't they all be god's people?"

"Ding ding!" "They are all God's chosen people. The ultimate deception was that since they were god's chosen people, they must be better than everyone else…"

"Wow… so the moral to take away is to not look down on oneself beneath any man, and it was twisted into bigotry… sometimes reality sucks."

"I always try to remain open minded, but you have pleasantly surprised me today. If not for a couple of things you said, I would think you were a fellow Elephant. I would have loved to have your scholarly soul in my order."

"Are there any changes permitted?"

"They exist for most orders, it happens from time to time, but I have never heard of a serpent changing to a different order… only succumbing to sin and falling from grace."

"Never? Serpent till the day you fall? That's cold… But maybe we deserve it."

"That would be between you and The Singularity."

"Of course." I agreed.

We finished our chat shortly after, and he led me to my new lodging with other fellow members of the order of serpents.


The door shut behind me with a Clank, latching locked. Three figures were scattered across the rectangular room. The same white painted walls and marble tile now began reminding me of a Asylum for the clinically insane.

One man stood in the middle of the room, and despite being two other people, my attention zeroed in to his upper lip, then to his face.

"No way…"

"Un, hello. It's nice to meet your acquaintance. You may call me Adolf."

The toothbrush Kaiser mustache became a globally recognized symbol of this man, but here he was coming up and giving his name out to me so casually?

The man's black hair was trimmed into an undercut. His deep blue bewitching eyes analyzed me under their firm unabashed gaze.

"Pleased to meet you too." I extended my arm out to him, and seeing this he smiled and he accepted, clasping my hand in his.

My grip intensified, searching his eyes. A warm blazing weight behind his stare back urged me to test the limits of this opportunity.

"I know who you are," I leaned in and whispered to him.

A mixture of acknowledgment and uncertainty spread across his face, his lips tightening.

"What does The Singularity want with a piss ant like you?" I squeezed harder. "Even you deserve redemption?" I growled.

"What have I done that would necessitate redemption?" Adolf smirked, but attempted to take a step back.

I squeezed even harder, a popping crack sounded as he winced.

"Your Eugenics project to kill all the undesirables in your country."

"Oh, You've mistaken someone else's agenda as my own. I was a pawn in all of that."

"The Singularity?" I cocked my head while inquiring.

"How dare you accuse our Lord… it was the Satanic sect of Jews called The Pharisees!"

A man in white ornamental robes with some gothic inspiration joined the conversation.

"Oh, Pope Pius, you can help verify." Adolf said.

"The pope?" My jaw fell open and I stared indignantly. "What are you doing here?"

Adolf took this opportunity to jerk and break free from my grip.

"I'm at the service of God, and so is our fellow brother Adolf." The elder with long white hair chimed in.

"He's a monster!" I shrieked.

"All humans are monsters given ample opportunity. I am no different."

"The Catholic's and U.S. Military both pushed me to present Eugenics to the Nazi party." Adolf explained.

I peered back to the Pope.

This time I observed what he looked like. He was thin and frail, with wrinkles littering every inch of his skin. It looked like the wind could knock him down if he went outside.

"…He's telling the truth," the elder confirmed.

"Why Pope?" I asked.

"The Pharisees only recognize their own as full fledged humans. Several Jews think that means they care about all Jews, but that couldn't be further from the truth. They have a different rulebook concerning dealings with outsiders, and even a non-Pharisaic Jew is NOTHING TO THEM." Adolf said.

"I didn't ask you, so shut your mouth for a second." I pointed my finger at Hitler. His gaze narrowed and brow furrowed. A cold and detached glare was sent my way, but I couldn't care less at the moment.

"-Since the Pharisee's were secretive, the only way to be sure that they were removed from power was to eliminate all Jews, or everyone else would continue at risk." The Pope spoke.

"You really expect me to believe that your genocide was justified?! Jesus was a Jew. It sounds to me as if you two conspired to play judge, jury, and executioner."

"No, just the executioner." Adolf's face contorted into a malefic grin. "That's all."

"The people are not the problem, it's the culture and beliefs they hold, and they are infectious." Said the Ex-Pope.

"You don't think there is toxic indoctrination embedded in your catholic scripture? I was told Judaism, Islam, and Christianity all worshiped one God, and that we are all His Chosen people."

"Of Course there is, and all humans are God's chosen. I didn't know it at the time, but the sect of Christianity called Catholicism was used to strip works out of God's Scripture. Some of the Pharisees infiltrated the church and established the Vatican. Several of the Dead Sea Scrolls were hidden, then adaptations of the Bible with context removed were distributed watering down his message. The Pharisee's also infiltrated and corrupted the teachings of Islam, censoring all 3 of the religious divisions of the God of Abraham."

"…okay, but that doesn't excuse attempting to kill all the Jews to fix things! You're breaking God's commandments, and committing deadly sins. You were killing God's chosen to save others of God's chosen. How can you possibly value one life over another?" I asked full of sarcasm.

The final figure in the room clapped his hands drawing attention to him. He was a Giant of a man, standing at least 8 foot tall. His body bulged with copious amounts of muscles. He had to weigh more than 400 pounds.

"Hamarabi, maybe you can talk some sense into him," The ex-Pope said.

"You test the beliefs, measure and calculate proceeds and damages, and hand a judgment." Hamarabi spoke with a harsh deep thunderous voice.

"...You become a Judge… you play the role of God himself… Are all serpent's delusional and see themselves as their own god?"

and I am the Serpentine King of Delusions… I'm more delusional than them?! HOW!?

The grizzly man folded his arms across his chest, his eyes shut together. His posture radiated confidence. "There is ALWAYS a cost for order."

"Both of them admitted to being the accomplice of millions of murders." I stated.

"Laws I passed and enforced caused many to perish while I ruled Babylon. But it also instilled order and structure to the lives of many more, enhancing them. The boosted quality of life for my remaining people outweighed the damages of the lives lost due to consequences of their actions."

"You'd sacrifice the innocent to solve the problem as well? Trading the lives of some of God's chosen for the rest?" I earnestly asked him, losing hope that someone in this room could stand against these abominable principles of morality.

Despite myself believing that I am capable of sacrificing a few innocents for a great benefit for the masses, how could they talk about wiping out a whole people for a few of them causing the problems?

"Obviously in life, we weren't as aware of what the Lord's plan for us was, and misinterpreted it, or disregarded it, but now we realize its importance," the former Pope spoke up. "We have all sinned and fallen short of the glory of God."

I turned to the other two men, to gauge their reactions.

Hamarabi nodded with a frown. "Each of us are flawed, and we're exposed to conflict to learn and grow. Mistakes are inevitable, and holding onto your self hatred for your decisions will not serve us or our people. I have learned from my mistakes and strive to correct my behavior so that the mistakes I make in the future will not be the same ones."

"If that's true, then why advertise your philosophy like that to me?"

"Because now I leave the judgment for our Lord. Whatever he asks of me, consider it done." Hamarabi said.

"I'm glad I've had the opportunity to meet each and every one of you. I feel this opportunity is thanks to The Singularity and am appreciative that I can work alongside it with all of my new brothers." Adolf adopted an innocent smile.

"You know what, I think I've been unfair to you guys. Hamarabi, I'm sorry I judged you. I didn't even think about what I was doing until I simmered down a little. My bad, and hey Pope, you're cool too." I apologized.

"I'm glad you could see our perspective." Adolf said.

"Don't get things twisted. I still don't like you. I can't sense an ounce of humility or remorse from you, and all I heard was excuses. Have you taken ownership of your flaws?"

Hitler's eyes were still locked on me, but now with the newfound heat of a predator waiting for a more opportune time to pounce.

"Jesus once said: 'He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone.' You have been throwing stones of judgment at all of us nonstop. You are a Serpent King like the rest of us, no? Are you without any flaws?" Adolf chastised me.

I stalled, hoping some smart zinger would appear in my head that I could use to fight back, but even if I knew he led me into this trap, there was nothing I could say to rebuke him. It was cowardly what he did, but it was crafty. He essentially put me in check, and I'd have to waste my next turn protecting my king.

"I am still riddled with flaws, but those flaws are personal and I wouldn't use them to rationalize sacrificing the innocent, especially not now, and I definitely wouldn't take pride in it." I said.

"I see. So you admit you were out of line casting judgment on each and every one of us. Learn a lesson from Hamarabi and don't make the same mistake again." Adolf stretched his back, emphasizing his posture, and rose to his toes as if to lord over me.

FUCK!


- Author's Notes —-

I've learned a lot since starting my writing journey. Much of that is due to the feedback I've been given by readers like you, my own studies, and putting in the work.

Starting last year, November 2022, I've changed my focus from writing, to learning Illustration/Manga and then ultimately to Animation. My end goal was always to get my stories on the screen, in a visual motion picture format.

This year, at the beginning of December 2023, I'm at a point where my animation pipeline is nearly set, and I'm soooo close to being able to create full episodes of stylized animation at a sustainable release pace for both myself and consumers despite being a single artist.

I can't express how humbling it is to be able to see the finish line after dreaming about it for so long, and to have found a vehicle (3D animation) to drive there. (I'm also practicing 2D Animation in Clip Studio)

With that being said, I'm announcing my future projects to all of you, as well as releasing a transparent schedule!

BUT FIRST…

Divine Reckoning, the GARBAGE this story is a rewrite of, (It isn't worth reading in the state I've left it currently, so please be patient for this retelling.) –was started as a NaNoWriMO project, the first 25 chapters being pumped out in a month as an exercise to get words on the page, but it's become so much more than that now.

I made countless mistakes. I've poisoned the minds of my readers with demoralizing garbage that was never meant to be a light at the end of the tunnel.

I felt lost for so long at how to reconcile my stories, but I myself was empty. I had to address the root issue, which was my ego, and my need to be recognized for my talents. I wanted to prove there would be value in a story leftover even after stripping it of any shred of the morals of God, because that would prove MY worth without him, however — I failed.

This new work will be every bit as dark, manipulative, and gorey, however, this time it will be contrasted with stronger philosophies, morals, and a message of hope no matter how bad things get.

DIVINE REVELATION, won't take years to finish writing. The full written story will be finished by the end of 2024, in approximately 52 chapters.

I will also be releasing my own personal ANIME ADAPTION. The Trailer and Pilot episode premiere will feature on my Youtube channel in 2024, so stay tuned!

I've also been cooking up an Original series for the last several years. TYRANT X TYRANT

It will be published as a novel, a Webtoon/Manga, and adapted into an animated series done by the Studio I plan to establish. It does not have a set public launch date yet.

I plan to set a precedent in the West by creating a NPR 3D Animation Studio, and inviting creatives to query and option their stories once we display an animation pipeline that delivers to consumer standards.

I hate the idea of pandering, especially my soul infested with pride, but I simply don't have the resources to get the largest upgrade to character animation. It would be AMAZING if we could raise money for a ROKOKO motion capture suit to animate the 50+ 3D models that have been made by talented 3D artists, several of those personal commissions I ordered.

I do this all out of the love of the craft, but a motion capture suit would speed up the production speed by 5-10 times, meaning that if one episode would take me 10 weeks, I could finish in 1, translating to more frequent updates, and more time to spend on the other aspects of creation: novels, scripts, storyboards, settings, voice acting, music, sound effects, VFX, ect…

I've cut every expense I could out of my life to invest both money and time into these projects, so all donations will go directly to content creation that I am also fully invested in.

2024 is going to be a big year for me and those who enjoy my work. Please be patient as I finish setting up the groundwork for my lifelong aspiration.

I realize my track record isn't the best, having several stories that are incomplete, and I've been haunted for years for not completing them. I'm dedicated to finishing this work and producing something of value. Thank you!

Closing —

Ps. If there are any artist's, writers, animators, or voice actors that would like to collaborate on DIVINE REVELATION, or TYRANT X TYRANT, please send me a message with contact details (like discord) or questions about the project! Thanks for the support, it was not misplaced.

This year I'll be diligent and consistent in posting updates on Instagram, X, Youtube, and other social media. I've spent a lot of time in the preparation stage, and I'm excited to finally be able to share this with you. If you'd like to keep updated:

Youtube: zemptai (Gar-Sensei)

Twitter/X: SenseiGar

Insta: Gar(period)Sensei