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| Citation: | Demography of Leviathan
A nightmarish childhood
A long time ago, Leto, an honest and hardworking sailor, married a woman named Hecate. She was not the prototype of the loving and joyful woman, it was said she was rather temperamental and unstable. The years passed and the distance of Leto, too often gone for fishing, turned the young woman into a shrewish and uncomfortable stepmother, some would even say that she was cruel and nasty. Feeling abandoned and having little money, she spent her free time selling her virtue to the sailors passing through the docks of the port of Oanylone. Hecate became pregnant during one of her husband's absences and made him believe that she was expecting a child from him. The poor fellow had never been suspicious and thought he had simply fulfilled his conjugal duty.
Thus came into the world a child whom both chose to call Leviathan. The child, from an early age, began to show the same signs as his mother. With a father still sailing at the mercy of the tides and too frequently absent, his education fell to Hecate, who, in her madness, made him undergo a life that no one wishes anyone. Struck from his earliest childhood because it was difficult to calm his tears, insulted daily because he was seen as a parasite, Leviathan enjoyed very little love and suffered incredible hatred for years. When he was hungry, his mother screamed at him and gave him her breast only once her sinful day was over; Leviathan would cry for hours. When he demanded a little love, Hecate shook him like a piece of straw to stop him from bothering her. And if, by misfortune, he happened to be in his clothes, he would remain unclean until the smell was so unbearable that Hecate ended up changing him. At no time were his young years pleasant.
The times that followed were no less dreadful for the child, he saw his father very seldom, and took advantage of those moments of love that he could finally share. Leto and Hecate could not stand each other so that screams and slaps broke out in the household. In order to protect himself from his mother, Leviathan had made it a habit to lie to every piece of the field so as not to take a volley when he came home. In order to avenge Hecate's abuse, he had developed an unparalleled deceit, but that did not prevent him from wallops and other bullying. The young boy grew up in this way by not seeing very much of the one he loved and whom he considered to be his father. He saw men's cohorts parading in his home, who were still passing through, insulting him copiously when his presence was noticed. His mother had told him that she thought his “father“ had passed away, but he preferred to lie to his father to keep the love he lavished on him.
Leto was madly hoping to make his son a confirmed sailor. Thus, as soon as he was old enough to go on the water, he decided to take him with him for his fishing. Leto showed him all the tricks of the trade, all that made a good sailor, and he noticed early on an aptitude for the thing. He noted, of course, the angry and vicious character of his son; he tried in vain to change him. Thus, Leviathan passed the last years of his childhood between the sea and his mother, between relatively happy moments and tragic periods. He soon became very good at the navy, and his father often left him on his ship, so that Leviathan was already a great sailor at the age of fifteen. At that time, the young teenager was already considered a man, and his fiery character combined with his fits of anger made him a formidable captain in power. Leto understood it only too well and thus gave him the command of one of his fishing vessels.
Youth in sin
Scarcely old enough to sport with the damsels, Leviathan already commanded a beautiful fishing vessel with all its crew whose members he chose himself. The young man, who was already physically stronger than average, managed to take docile sailors who did not rebel against his authority and anger. Leviathan had suffered so much abuse and bullying as a child that he had been angry for too long. One evening when he was about to go to the sea, he went to his house to prepare the last details of his journey; he met his mother, round like a pan, who insulted him a lot and spit into his face under the smokey pretext that he was a bastard. Leviathan, who usually managed to master a minimum, saw red and a terrible anger seized him. He approached Hecate and grabbed her by the neck with both hands. Bloodshot eyes and a grin of hate drawn on his lips, he squeezed his hands, grunting; he squeezed so tight that his mother's face turned bright red with bulging eyes. It took only a few moments for Hecate to stop breathing, Leviathan dropped her to the ground like a bag of wheat; her body made a thud as it spread across the floor of the house. Leviathan thus remained an hour to observe his mother, who was stretched out on the ground, feeling no remorse for the gesture he had made; on the contrary, he felt even stronger and, above all, freed from a weight that had become too heavy for his young shoulders.
[Illustration of young Leviathan, author anonymous]
With hatred in his heart and anger in his soul, Leviathan was now uncontrollable, as if his matricide had ratified a destiny that had been developing for many years. As he had planned, he embarked for a long week of with all his crew, having left Hecate lying on the ground without telling anyone; he thought that by finding her, one would think a murder perpetrated by one of the many men who came to pay for her services, who would have felt dissatisfied with the service. His crew, he had chosen with great care, he took men strong enough to work hard but at a nice pace. Leviathan liked to scream at those he was using, trying to spot the effect of his cries and tantrums, hoping to trigger a reaction to correct the brazen man who dared to stand in front of him. Among the crew members was a boy barely younger than him, a man named Gabriel. He had spotted him because of his kindness and apparent cowardice. He had thought that by recruiting him, he would have fun and already savored in advance all the harm he could do to him. What motivated the captain most in this situation was that he did not understand how one could be so calm and so placid, so he amused himself with quarreling regularly and provoking him.
One day, he came screaming as usual, spitting on the fishermen not fast enough for his taste, bumping into them and triggering in them anger and resentment. Often, some people tried to rebel and strike Leviathan, but the latter, happy with the hatred they gave him, always avoided the blows and then tried to hit them with a smile. Gabriel had nothing that could be blamed on him, he did his job well, but Leviathan fell on him anyway. He reproached him for neglecting his labors, screaming at him to get a reaction, but Gabriel remained calm, showing no anger or hatred. Leviathan's insults and cries slid over him like rain on a smooth surface. Nothing he said penetrated him or aroused the slightest anger. Disappointed with this reaction, the captain punched him a good deal and went off to look elsewhere. Thus, regularly during their long voyages at sea, Leviathan was beating his men and especially Gabriel to whom he developed an unparalleled hatred, which materialized in an infinite anger towards him.
The advent of hatred and anger
A few years passed, and the men under the yoke of Leviathan could only see an aggravation of his faults, no one counted the sins he had made, they no longer counted the dead who had crossed his path, and Gabriel, he implored the Most High in silence to stop it. On the ship, it was not uncommon for a sailor to be thrown overboard, in his hysterical madness, Leviathan thus allowed some of his men to drown themselves without anyone being able to do anything about it. Oanylone's justice was not uncompromising at that time and many of the defendants were getting away with it, so it was the law of silence that prevailed first of all for fear of terrible retaliation. The hatred that emanated from the man was undoubtedly what attracted the nameless creature to Leviathan; he addressed him in the form of the lieutenant of the guard of Oanylone known to be a tyrant without faith or law, violent like no other. One evening when he was on the ground and came out of the harbor, lost in the vapors of alcohol, Leviathan saw the lieutenant, posted in his way blocking his path.
| Citation: | Leviathan : "Get out of here if you do not want to feel my fists!"
Man : "So... and you think you'll be able to hurt me, you idiot?"
Leviathan : "I have killed for less than that..."
Man : "Well …well … You have understood the power of hate … Your anger has made you much more powerful... Now, fulfill your destiny! "
Leviathan : "What? What destiny?"
Man : "Leviathan, you do not realize your importance yet. You are just starting to discover your power... If we combine our strength, we will put an end to this lie that is love and we will make the strong masters of Oanylone!"
Leviathan : "My word, you're as drunk as me..."
Man : "If only you knew the true power of anger... Your mother never told you what happened to your father... "
Leviathan : "Oh, she told me enough! She told me that he was killed!"
Man : "No Leviathan, I am your father!"
Leviathan : "No ! It's not true... it's not possible!"
Man: "Read in your heart and you will know I say the truth!"
Leviathan : "Noooohoooo."
Man: "Now fulfill your destiny and kill that usurper Leto. Sooner or later he will learn the secret of your birth and then you will have nothing."
Leviathan : "And afterwards, I will see you again?"
Man : "When Leto gets eliminated and you turn older, then I'll come back. Use your hatred, young sailor, let your anger run free and someday we will meet again."
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The creature had succeeded in injecting even more vice into the soul of the young Leviathan, and his lies made the captain even more arrogant and vindictive. The sailor was all black, intoxicated and prey to the worst access he had known until then, he waited for Leto to return from fishing. He thus prepared for the coming of the one whom he thought was his father, fomenting plans to eliminate him and sharpening his weapons to fight better. Leviathan, therefore, had no feeling for others except hatred. It was indeed what characterized this young man. Finally, the big night arrived, Leto, tired and exhausted from his journey, returned directly without passing through the tavern as usual. Since the death of his wife, a relief had invaded him and he could finally enjoy his home just like any sailor did. He crossed the threshold of the house and fell in front of Leviathan, a sextant standing in his hand and his eyes full of fury. Leto wanted to speak to him to understand what was going on here, but he did not have time; Leviathan burst on him like a fox in a hen house and gave him a vigorous strike from his sextant on the skull. The blood spurted and left marks on the walls of the entrance while Leto collapsed stiffly, dead in a pool of dark and viscous blood. No cry was heard and the young man, about thirty years old, left the body of the deceased on the spot to leave the place. Some claimed that Leto had died of an accident, but all of them knew that this was a stroke of Leviathan.
It was thus that Leviathan inherited the fortune of his father, his ships, and became admiral of a fleet of fishermen composed of a dozen or so larger vessels. From now on, the man had no limit to his power; in addition to his public notoriety of hysterical screaming and ferocity, he now had that power because of the wealth of his goods. No one dared to oppose him, no one but one man: Gabriel. Leviathan's new status caused him to become even more out of control, unleashing his vice on all, and thus sparking anger among all his employees, only Gabriel remained unshaken while facing insults and harassment. The admiral remained incredulous, he did not understand how, despite all the waves of violence that he washed over Gabriel, he could remain calm, obedient, and hardworking. Their paths crossed less often afterwards because Leviathan had chosen to sail only on the Kraken, a large three-masted ship that made him proud and gave him the impression of being the master of the world. Moreover, it was not uncommon to see him go to the bow and shout that he was the master of the world, arms outstretched and looking towards the horizon, when the wind blew in the sails. Fishing had become a poor activity in his eyes and Leviathan decided to engage in piracy. He recruited seasoned sailors and was not afraid to go against the law, he flushed them from the ill-famed taverns of Oanylone docks, offering them alcohol and girls of joy to convince them to join him in his destructive and unhealthy quest.
[Illustration the admiral Leviathan, author anonymous]
The reign of Leviathan began on the Sea of Oane which bordered the great city; he and his henchmen went on the assault of merchants and fishermen who sailed off the coast, showing a rare violence and, as a security measure, never leaving a survivor. Arraigning trawlers and other boats of all kinds, the Admiral constituted a large reserve of goods and merchandise that he sold for gold in the markets of Oanylone. In passing, he satiated his hateful and violent desires, massacring and smashing everything, leaving behind hundreds of corpses. The city authorities quickly realized that piracy had taken over the local waters, but since no one had ever managed to survive alive, it was unclear who it was. Leviathan had still retained his fishing fleet to keep face but some began to point at him, denouncing to whoever wanted to hear that the admiral was the pirate of the sea of Oane. This was futile, and Leviathan himself undertook to eliminate his accusers with a certain pleasure from elsewhere. We thus found several men slaughtered in plain sight in public places.
At each of his returns to the mainland, Leviathan undoubtedly met Gabriel, believing that their history was linked in a common destiny. The latter was always trying to make the sailor angry, explaining to him how his vice was going to throw him into the abyss. Their interviews usually ended in the same way, with a big slap in Gabriel's face. An outside observer reported one of their games and it was about like this:
| Citation: | Gabriel : "Leviathan ! Why so much hatred?"
Leviathan : "Because in all mankind, my lad, there are only two types of men and only two. There is the one who stays in the place where he must be and the one who has his foot on the face of the other!"
Gabriel : "My God, but what horror! What did you experience to cultivate so much hatred and anger towards others?"
Leviathan : "You won't let me go, yes? You'll still pick up a five-petal stock in your wet if not..."
Gabriel : "You know it, I'm not afraid of your threats and your shots will never make me react! I abhor violence because it is the mother of suffering!"
Leviathan : "But that is not true! So you never learned to shut up? Should I roast you like a piglet, and your family with you, before you stop infuriating me?"
Gabriel : "I would never stop, at least until you finally decide to change!"
Leviathan : "I will never change, I would not let myself be crushed by a weakling like you! And this time you will take your punch!"
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Thus was the life of these two beings who, without knowing it, were bound by the future in a mad quest proper to each one. Gabriel never gave up on the idea of bringing Leviathan back on the right path, and that only worsened his contempt for him. The psychopathic character of Leviathan was well known so that most people who knew the infernal couple wondered when Leviathan would kill Gabriel, but some thinkers said with intelligence that the Admiral would never eliminate the virtuous because without him, he wouldn’t have a reason to live anymore.
One fine day, Leviathan, ever more intrigued by Gabriel's temperance, made him come to him. When he arrived, he saw his father, Vorian, tied to a wooden pillar. The marine hater told him that his father had lost a whole load of fish, that it was a bad thing and deserved correction. Leviathan then began to strike Vorian, Gabriel begged him to stop, but the more he begged the more Leviathan hit hard. He hit so hard that he pierced Vorian's belly in an explosion of blood. The latter died instantly, accompanied by the tears of his son. Leviathan expected Gabriel to react and angrily try to avenge his father, but he did not; he turned his back and left the room, throwing at the assassin that hate and anger did not reach him and that his end was near. He added that god would punish Leviathan for his sins and that he would be condemned to an eternity of suffering. This time, he did not give Leviathan time to answer, and left, his soul in pain; and the admiral asked himself what he should do in order to cause his eternal adversary finally to deign to give him a reason to strike. Thus, for many years, there were periods of violence and hatred, murder and baseless assassinations, the pleasure that Leviathan took in killing and responding to angry attacks became more and more intense. He did not meet Gabriel for a long time, but cultivated a disdain for him that was out of all proportion to what it had been up to now. The Admiral's acts of piracy became legendary in the Sea of Oane, and his reputation was so great that he was paid to spare a ship. Once and for all, he gave up fishing and turned his fleet of boats into teams of buccaneers in his service, foaming the sea against all odds for him.
The punishment of God
Oanylone had sunk into vice and sin; hatred, war, and violence appeared and men definitely forgot the love for the Most High, all but seven virtuous who had always preached god's love and love to fellow man, each one having his own virtue. The city had become a real hell where the strong and the weak were killing each other for power. The creature without name was then in heaven and prepared his vengeance for the Most High, proving to him by the acts of mortals that his answer was the right one. But god, even though He was love, was far from stupid. He had not made men His children to behave in this way, he had not subordinated the other species nor left them the freedom to choose their destiny to destroy each other, so much so that he made the decision to punish those humans who then populated Oanylone, the cradle of civilization. He decreed that he would swallow the city in the abyss of the earth and the fires of divine punishment after seven days. In his eternal forbearance, he added that all those who would leave would be spared and that those who would have done penance would be admitted to paradise at his side.
The nameless creature then decided to return to Leviathan because, in man's memory, no one had ever shown so much anger or so much hatred towards his neighbor. The creature thought that with such a man, he could convince a great world to adhere to the meaning it gave to human life. It was in the form of the lieutenant that he returned to the bloody man to ask him to preach anger. Leviathan, who had only lived through violence and madness, agreed with the fact that the strong dominated the weak and that it should always be. For him, love was reserved for the weak. The admiral, like six other men, decided to spread the message of the creature to whom god had not given a name. So, he landed on the port of Oanylone for the last time and went down to preach anger. Here is a quote from one of the Admiral Leviathan's sermons reported by a survivor from Oanylone who left the cursed city on the sixth day :
| Citation: | | Leviathan : "The march of men is strewn with obstacles, which are the altruistic enterprises which the work of the virtuous man does without end. Blessed is the man of good will who, in the name of anger, is the shepherd of the forts he leads in the valley of shadow of death and tears because he is the guardian of his brother and the providence of lost children. I will then bring down an arm of terrible anger, a furious and frightful vengeance on the impious hordes who preach and spread the message of god. And you will know why my name is the admiral when you will feel the revenge of the fishermen!" |
Six days passed under the deluge, the storm, the hail and the wind, many who left this cursed city that had become Onylone in the hope of surviving the apocalypse that would fall here. But Leviathan remained, convinced that he was right and that love was not the meaning of life. He preached again and again to say that the strong dominated the weak that anger and hatred were life saving when handled as he did. The admiral was convinced that god would not kill his own creatures because he was weak and had, according to him, proven that by leaving men free will. He instilled in the heart the worst the idea that if god had been strong, he would have been anger and revenge instead of being love and temperance. Leviathan cited Gabriel as an example, who, in his words, lost his time in preaching friendship and love, and proved by his actions his lack of courage. Many listened with interest to the sailor's words and many followed him in his crazy enterprise and killed those who refused to listen to Leviathan, many were those who kicked the bucket during his six, long days. But when he was preaching away from the port of Oanylone, a man, Admiral Alcisde, tried to silence Leviathan. The man was a close friend of Gabriel and undoubtedly intended to repair years of injustice, he had prepared with his friend the evacuation of a large number of citizens by the sea. Leviathan, mad with rage and anger at being taken to task, cast a huge beam on the ship packed with men and women, immobilizing it. All would thus perish with Oanylone. Leviathan witnessed Gabriel's feat which saved the boat and saw the survivors shouting cheers for him. This put him in a state of madness even more crazy but he decided to leave rather than intervene again in front of Gabriel.
Finally, the seventh day came, the last day of Oanylone, which would sink into oblivion and remain in the memory of man only through sacred stories. The earth began to tremble and gaping faults opened up everywhere, infernal flames rose from the depths of the earth and burned the city. Leviathan, however, had decided to flee the city and embarked at the last moment on the Kraken, his fastest ship. He thought of escaping the wrath of the Most High while sailing out to the sea. It was there that he finally met Gabriel's gaze on the port; Leviathan thought that Gabriel was crazy to believe so much in the Almighty and did not understand why he had decided to be carried away with the city. Navigating at a brisk pace and coming out of the cables of the port, Leviathan believed himself out of danger, but the elements were unleashed and a terrible whirlwind formed around the Kraken and ended up engulfing it. Finally, came Oanylone’s turn, which disappeared into the abyss carried away by the purifying flames of the wrath of the Most High.
An eternity of anger
Leviathan, like the six other men who preached for the nameless creature, and like all those who remained at Oanylone, fishermen or virtuous, was led before the Most High. Even at that moment his anger was not weakening, his glowing eyes, streaked with veins, betrayed no appeasement, and his punishment was terrible. He had so incarnated anger that god sent him to lunar hell with the title of demon prince, He transformed his body so that it became the sin through which he had lived. Thus, Leviathan assumed the appearance of a huge muscular bull with bloodshot eyes, blowing flames through his nostrils. He was condemned to spend an eternity in the plains of hell.
[Illustration of the Prince demon Leviathan
according to Sypous, author anonymous]
In that last judgement, mortals present themselves to god. According to the acts, the words, and the thoughts that they had during their terrestrial existence, and according to the path that they chose, they are sent to suffer an eternity of tortures in the service of the prince demons or to live an eternity of pleasure alongside the archangels.Those who have sinned by wrath and have abandoned themselves to the hatred of others, killing and spreading misfortune, those who have tried with all their strength to fight against their condition, join the rank of Leviathan, Demon Prince of anger.
Translated from greek by monseigneur Bender.B.Rodriguez
Translated from french by Caillen Jolieen MacKinnon Rose
Proofread by Conradh MacKinnon |
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His Excellency the Most Reverend Monsignor Prof. Dr. theol. Policarpo von Wittelsbach
Bishop Emeritus of Regensburg
Archabbot Emeritus of the Abbey of Heiligenbronn
German archivist for the Roman registers of Sacraments
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