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The world was falling apart today. Since the appocalypse had reached and here he was now staring at the red darkened sky.

Where's hope? When you can't have or wish for it, anymore?

His hands were hurting him. Scars onto his back left him digusted, and feet, kept bleeding whenever sin were commited.

Even if it was the end of the world coming along. Joseph's adopted son hung his head in shame after he turned away his reflection away from the window.

Where's the love? When both men and men are hating each other now? When none of the genre wanted to get along anymore because of their genre or gender. Too much differences going to their ways.

And started to hate each other more than they've had from before.

Which it had cost the never ending war. The whole world was perishing for humans's own faults and hypocrisy. And God himself or nor his own son could save it from being destroyed.

Unless, there's some love left.

At least from what had thought God, until Lucifer had cursed his own son for being too good and after saving an human being from going to hell.

To get back at the most powerful man in the universe, by hurting and cursing his own son for doing the good thing.

Only to be cursed in return. Much for revenge after being kicked out from heaven and only to get back at him, using his own son against him.

And yet, Jesus couldn't get rid of it. Couldn't. When there's an uncontrolling beast who tempted him to come out and hurting people that he deeply loved about. And this time, nobody would be able to save him.

Unless there was love around the world. Left of it despite the war between men and women.

If the love of a man and of a woman could put an end to this misery. As if it could.

But could Jesus ever love someone else than its people? In order to stop the war between men and women?

After all he did saved an old flame from time, a woman, whom he couldn't love until today, when their paths crossed again now. Once again, but with a price, this time.

Oh Mary. Dear, Mary..

Oh heartbroken, his heart felt.

He should've had listen to Judas.

He should've had been a model to young John.

He should've had suspected Peter, before the man denied him like Judas betrayed him.

He should've had let Mary Of Magdala love him.

And yet, Lucifer put a casting spell onto him for saving her.

A beast inside of him was waiting but to kill him and the people who loved him once. Includding Magdala.

When he all but did saved her, one again. But with a price.

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"It needed to be done." Gabriel's blue eyes widened with shock, here. When Lucifer cursed back under his breath when he waitded for his scotch drink to come by.

"Like what? By bringing more pain? Lucifer, hadn't you had already enough?"

"Nope. No human being had enough pain and actually it just never ends. Just your God fellow, who's probably hiding away through his robes. He'll let you know!" He spat bacxk at the holy angel here. God's server mand the same one who told the virgin Mary, that she would bring to life the son of God onto earth.

"By putting his own son into an never ending curse and a nightmare! What you've done, Lucifer may never be reversed-"

"Oh, just shut up, Gabriel! You stupid and whiny little angel. As if-He Himself up there-could hear you by now. Give me a break.."

"But why?"

"Cause Jesus needed a lesson when somebody says no. And when 'No' means no, there's no turning or walking onto it anymore.."

"Lucifer. By the love of God-"

"Yeah, go ahead. Use the name of your own good Lord and curse me up with your precious and filthy mouth. As if I could give a damn about it." The dark haired man with the suit took a big sip from his golden amber drink uas he felt the other man's terrified stare."And besides, it was your God who had once rejected me, before."

"You had rebelled against him and his own rules."

"It was never wrong to ask for more, you know? After all it's a free world. The world is free to believe in anything they want to believe." The dark haired man had managed to form up a smirk onto his features."And now, I'd like to see how the big lord from upstairs would do, now that his perfect son is now plagued with a curse that may never be lifted up. Wouldn't he come downstairs and pay him up a sweet visit? Unlike the other time when he left him to die onto the cross? Like his own son begged him to save him, but had never done or so?"

But Gabriel had stood speechless as Lucifer had figured out to be.

"If you want this world to be so desparately saved, Gabriel, you need to teach your so perfect master. The so-called Son of God here as you say you worship up, to love and to be loved in return."

"But he already has. The love of many people-" Gabriel had admitted byt Lucifer scoffed back, with mockered back.

"Not that kind of love, you idiot. Real love that a man is so need of. Love that a man can drive himself crazy and can't live without. Get it? Fella?" Lucifer had dared to ask about to Gabriel who stood close to shame even. "Teach that guy that, cause if he doesn't. The world would be lost before the explosives shows up at the sky."

"If Jesus doesn't?"

"Then, your perfect world would be lost and gone forever.." Lucifer had stated back with a nod. "Besides, the appocalypse has already started because of your God, so."

"God has nothing to do with it! Human made it-"

"Humans did? Only because they've thought of it! Because of an idol, Gab. When the guy had tried to teach the meaning of love and got through the wrong way, today."

Hopefully, it still wasn't too late.

That women and men could belong to one to another, today and without any hate. It only belong to one man's decision, today.

If He could earn a woman's love in order to put a war into a end.

And the earth would be saved.

Even if it meant with the woman he saved before.

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What is life without love? And especially them who can't just stop smooching themselves to death.. Jesus almost puked out at the sight here. Everyone loved each other but what about the lonely souls? Men and women were at war and heck..They were switching tongues. The end of the world as they say..

Get a grip! Even if you feel puking up..

The man with light blue sweeter and hood that covered his head and long light brown hair and hazel eyes just shook his head, and turned away by sticking his tongue out with digust. Get a room!

Or more like zipping his entire hood sweeter, heck!

Not that his hands hurt or stunt.

Which they often did.

Old stigma pain would've come back and haunt him and remind him that the world he once sacrificed his life for, was now ending now. As the appocalypse laid its way in, today.

After all, he switched his life for someone once before, in order tro save her. Like he did many years ago.

However, it did left him with a bigger price now. A woman whom made his heart beat up with fire before, but couldn't.

Until she had been, once again sentenced with seven demons which he did saved her when he crossed her path again. However, it wasn't without a price. Once before, he could go away without any regrewts, but today, it wasn't.

He felt these demons still strucked into him and felt them until they could control him. Satan wasn't a quieter, he may had taken his people from hell to heaven, but to feel this undying pain? He had never felt it. Never did.

Until now.

"You're alright?" Young John with a wild curly blond hair had come along after he gone out from grocery shop, here with shopping bags for dinner. James's younger brother had been there for his mother before he died and guarded her like a proud son would. And Mary of Magdala? Where had she been?

"A little." Expect for the smooching couple next to me, here..

"Come on, let's go home so." John had assured him back. Which he obeyed so when his hands and feet burnt. Not to forget the scars onto his back and the open flesh wound ono his torso.

Burnt even after all these years.

Only if he could return his love to her. Jesus wouldn't feel miserable today as he followed John.

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Many years ago, young women like Jezebel and Deborah were almost stoned to death. Because of mistakes or their unfaithful duties towards theirs husbands.

Blond and sensual, Deborah had good reputation as an Prophetess ,judge of Israel and the wife of Lapidoth. One of the most respected ones when Jezebel wasn't one of them.

A dark skinned woman with long dark hair whom held many secrets and held the women against men and kept them from making peace today. From the way they've treated them today.

One man who did a sin against them or were seen with them would die, today.

A child's heart onto a woman's body, was the one to be threatened to be to any man's fantasy.

"And Mary Magdalene is the one who should be warned-" A young woman's voice was heard through the background had went along as she took out her cigarrette. A dark haired woman with blue eyes that wore a white shirt with blue jeans as the two women whirled around to look up at her, startled.

"You're sure about it?" Deborah had asked back, warned up.

"What do you mean about, it?" Jezebel had went along with it.

"Magdala, had been forgiven many years ago, so why? Should she be kept under guarded?" Because of her past sins? Because Christ had saved her?" Jezebel had gave the woman an hard stare.

"How dare you! You talk to me like I was such an isolent woman. Look at you! Salome! And what sins you made happen!"

"I was under my mother-" She argued back when Jezebel wasn't having any of it.

"Don't use your mother's sins when she married your step-father! You were as evil as he was!"

"Don't excuse your beliefs! Jezebel! You're as bad as Salome, here!" Another female but powerful voice was heard away through the darkness. When all the women here present looked up to see who it was.

"Who said that?"

"I did." A woman with a golden long hair with a black long strappless dress had spoken up as she walked down through the stairs, but to which her hazel eyes looked evil.

"I know. Cause once a longtime before. Eve had stolen Adam when he belonged to the firwoman. Meaning Lilith. A woman like me, needs to be defeated in order to bring prevent war." Lilith had followed back but didn't gave them the satisfication of being defeated. Nope."They'l have to kill me first, before it'll happen. Cause if they any men approach a woman, they'll end up dead." She added up with a evil smirk.

Lillith, a beautiful woman whose first man was stolen by Eve, and yet the man, the Son of God or soi-called, had rejected her for someone else. As well.

Because, his heart was struck by the woman he saved from her demons. Seven demons that Littith couldn't fight with.

Mary Magdalene had been the strongest one to come by and fight the demons, that no one women made Liliith jealous and start a wr against the men, today.

When the world was failling.

"Lilith.."

"From these time. Women would follow me through this hellish war with me, cause if they don't or had been seen with men, they would die." Lilith had snickered back when hopeless women looked back at her.

"After all. Magdala's love was never returned, after she had been witnessed of her lover's death and the same man whom never returned her love, back." Deborah had whipered back through Jezebel's ear.

It was truth. Never did Jesus returned in hell or told her he loved her. Magdala, when she was once trapped back down in hell for her sins.

Not knowning this man was trapping with her demons, today.

Jesus wasn't a man of a stone soul. He wasn't. Neither Deborah, Jezebel or Salome believed it, and especially Salome whom comitted a irrepable sin towards his family. Which kept awake all nights.

Only Mary Of Magdala could come and save from her nightmares, or more from the man who could make ten times the war go for many years and longer.

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