(c)The Call to Arms
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Torrants, Cluon and Mayar were summoned in the court of the Palace
of the Elves in Faerie Land. It was one of immediate importance.
They were all sitting in the great hall of the elves where the
statue of the great ancestors once stood. The God of Time was
holding the hand of his wife Mayar, while Cluon was sitting there
with a calm look on his face.
"Rise and kneel before her majesty, the Queen of Faerie Land," an
elf spoke, and the three of them bowed before Queen Amanda who had
entered into the hall with a grim and solemn look.
"Rise, my guests," said the Queen. "I have summoned you here for a
cause. It is regarding the issue of the demoness, who had caused
harm to my son, Kallen. Something had happened to him."
"What has happened to Kallen?" Mayar said as she was guilty that
Kallen had blocked the blast to turn her to a troll by the
demoness. She was responsible for the transformation of the crown
prince of elves into a hideous troll.
"He had left yesterday, with a letter that he would seek out the
demoness in Hell. He must be out of his mind. He would be so stupid
to confront the demoness who was under the Devil's
protection."
"So, you want us to go to Hell immediately," said the God of
Time.
"Yes, and I would let Mayar follow you. Mayar, please bring my son
back to me. He is my only successor to the throne of the Faerie
Land." the Queen spoke in a begging tone.
"Yes, your majesty, rest assured that if I have to lose my life, I
would make sure that Prince Kallen would be brought back safely."
replied Mayar in a serious tone.
"We have to set off immediately," Cluon said. "But it is not easy
to enter Hell, unless an Endless would accompany us."
"Yes, Prodigal has gone with Runoa to the Nexus," said Torrants.
"Cluon, why don't you head to the Nexus and sought them out while
both Mayar and I would head straight to hell. I could use my powers
to summon Bish and Dakar to the entrance of Hell."
"Yes, I would," said Cluon, as he was longing to see his mistress
again.
"Then go quickly, we would meet in hell." said Torrants.
(d)An Angel's Lamentation
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In the midst of the surroundings, Prodigal had found himself the
perfect surrounding which had given him a sense of tranquility,
serenity and solace. It was the realm of perfection. He could see
souls wandering across the pastures of the Heaven. It was the
paradise where one could go if one chose the path to believe in
Him, the Creator. He was pondering why Gabriel had allowed him to
enter into the realm. Despite Heaven being an utopia, there was
paradise's lost for some who had fallen from grace and the most
appropriate example was Lucifer Morningstar. Innocence once lost,
can never be regained again, were the words of Milton is his
re-writing of the history of the bible.
"Welcome, the Endless," Prodigal heard a powerful voice behind him.
He turned and see a man in pure white loin cloth which covered half
his torso, and a pair of white breeches. He was holding the
trumpet, and a beautiful ring encircles above his head. He was the
most powerful of all angels, the angel who was once second to
Lucifer Morningstar, and his name was Gabriel.
"I presume that you are Gabriel." said the Prodigal.
"I know that you bear the representation of Hope once in the
Conclave of the Endless. Your feud with Devestation over a mortal
woman by the name Celette, was well known, despite your destiny was
with the Endless by the representation of Love, Runoa.
Unfortunately, Heaven forbid the romance between her and you, and
she was to be taken away from you so that your destiny was with
Runoa."
"Someone finally know who I really am," The Prodigal spoke and he
had no qualms in admitting that he was Hope, in the Conclave of the
Endless, before Death and Fate, with Devestation equal in ranks
with him. "Celette was taken away by your Creator, and she was a
devoted Catholic and you had to made her suffer for her
death."
"Yes, but she had her rewards to be in Heaven after death," Gabriel
said. "You were wrong to be in the position of loving 2 women. You
were disobeying Fate by entering into the fray with Devestation
with a mortal woman."
"Who was to tell me that love is not something that is irrational?"
said the Prodigal.
"But you were wrong to two-time both of them, Hope," Gabriel said
in an assertive tone.
"Yes, you were right, I was wrong, and I had paid the price." the
Prodigal said,"I have destroyed the lives of 2 women, and one had
already died for me, and the other is now suffering because of my
duel against Lucifer Morningstar."
"I know of your purpose of coming to Heaven, but I would not grant
you the access to see the Creator. Like Lucifer, I have my spies
too, and I know that you have entered into a pact with him to seal
the anomaly, which was created. To fulfil your end of the bargain,
you have to inform the Creator of my actions." Gabriel was direct,
as Prodigal suddenly surveyed around and found 4 angels surrounding
him, and they were in dark black suits.
"So, the Angels are revolting against God, just like Lucifer did,"
said the Prodigal, as he clenched his fists ready for a
battle.
"Well, consider that he had only not cared for humanity and the
angels. We served him for many millenia, and yet he was cold to us,
and do not respond to our prayers. He only intervened in the
affairs of humankind once, when he took a part of himself and
created a Messiah."
"That I presume is Jesus Christ," the Prodigal said. "He was a good
man, but exaggerated in the bible. The Bible is never written by
God, it is written by Man to inspire the generations which were to
come."
"You are wrong, Prodigal," Gabriel said as he held an epitome in
his right hand. "The Bible is written by God, it is just the angels
held the correct version."
"And you are re-writing the version by your revolt against him,"
the Prodigal spoke in a sighing manner. "But why do you want to
revolt against him, just because he cared for humanity and not
your, his most trusted servants."
"He has not spoken to us for a long long time. The Angels are
nothing in his eyes. To the humans, we can be the nice guys, with
our beautiful white wings and spread our powers across the land of
the mortal world, giving them nice messages that God has planned to
reward them with their goodness, yet in truth, and these poor
stupid mortals who did not realize that we are also the hitman for
God, as we punish the humans in many instances."
"Like the instance, where the first borns of Eygpt were killed to
let the Jews to be free of their slavery in the book of Exodus."
The Prodigal cited an example from the Bible which he had
read.
"Yes, we have toiled for these creatures who are self-centred and
selfish. Most of these so-called believers do not deserve to be in
Heaven, because of their myopic nature. They had no respect for us.
And they expect us to help them all the time, what a joke. We must
change the world now, by the revolution and eradicate the inferior
race."
"You sound no better than a fascist. Like Hitler, you want the
entire human race to be exterminated like pigs. You are so cruel."
Prodigal said with the tone of justice. "Is this what Heaven is all
about? It is just nothing but a place on Earth."
"Yes, but a new world order is at hand." The angel said,"Mankind
was doomed to die in the first place. They were thrown out of Eden
because they believed in what the Devil said. They were destined to
be sinners." Gabriel was very ready to beat the Prodigal in this
battle of words.
"So, you want to covet the throne and start a new Heaven, but you
do not realize that you are starting another Hell." said the
Prodigal,"You leave me no choice."
"Then die, you shall be, Endless," said Gabriel, as he signalled
the four angels in black to assault the Endless.
Prodigal stood calm in the midst of Heaven, he clasped his hands
and separated them apart with 4 short strands of string like
objects on his hand. He was surrounded by a fast moving horde of
angels who were shifting postitions as quick as he could see them.
He saw them spinning around him, and they would strike him at one
blow. Without any hesitation, he threw the four strings into
spacetime, and stood there. It was at this instant, four figures
manifested with their palms concentrated on the head of the
Endless. The Endless was to be ambushed in a fatal attack.
The next instant, Gabriel gasped as he saw the four angels were
frozen in space and time, as four strings appeared out of nowhere,
to capture them on midair. The Prodigal stood there with a smile,
and turned to face the Archangel.
"Gabriel, do not force me to use my powers."
said the Prodigal.
"You are just enlarging the anomaly by the use of the powers."
Gabriel smiled as he knew that the Prodigal would not continue to
use his powers if he were to create more damage to the
Cosmos.
"Well, the anomaly is already there, whether it would get bigger,
it is still there, but if I can stop you now, the cosmos would be
much safer. Give up Gabriel, you should not walk the same path as
Lucifer Morningstar." said the Prodigal.
Gabriel lunged at the Prodigal without any thought as he wanted to
stop the Prodigal from foiling his plot. It was at this instant, an
absolute flash of brilliance blinded his eyes, and the light was so
powerful that the Prodigal had to use his hands to block
them.
"No!!!!" Gabriel screamed in fear,"He's here, he's
here!!!!!!!!"
"You mean God," Prodigal realized who could have such power.
"Yes, Hope, I am the Alpha and the Omega, I am God, the omnipotent
being created from the seeds of the Universe." The silhouette of a
being was seen from a distance away, and there was totally nothing
but powerful light emitted from him, that flushed out everything
around.
"You are finally here, the Endless," said God,"As it was meant to
be this way. You are destined to come to Heaven and restore the
order which your chaos had unleashed." The next instant, Gabriel
and his angels were trapped into a cage. Prodigal looked ahead,
since as an Endless, he is not afraid of the powers of God.
"And you too, you are aware of the rebellion and you let Lucifer
Morningstar think that you are unaware of it. I am disgusted by the
politics of your Utopia which is all nothing but a sham. You are
just using your powers to shape the realm to be perfect," said the
Prodigal,"It is time that we should settle our old score now." In
the midst of Heaven, another battle was about to begin, as the
Prodigal had to face the most difficult ordeal of his life which
could change his future.
[to be continued]
[This message has been edited by prodigal (edited 02 March
2000).]