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Alexei Kosygin
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The mirror of Oane
Preamble
Dear Mirror of Oane,
You reflect me as I am: a mysteriously chosen by God man among mankind to guide them to the green pastures of life. You are the only person to whom I can speak freely from the depths of my solitude.
Before God had asked me, I was alone and misunderstood. I still feel the same even now, though I am surrounded by the respect.
God has withdrawn from the world, leaving the men to live and to prosper in their own way. And I have to face the destiny, chosen by Him, which makes me feel like a prisoner.
It is in this state of almost absolute distress and guided only by His Love, that I have to found a Church.
Oh Mirror on the wall, it is a mercy that years allow me to write my thoughts, my doubts and my vision of the world, which would be desired by God.
Oane.
I) Fragments of Oane’s Life
God, Nothingness and the Nameless Creature
For a long time now I had these thoughts about nothingness (before God had created the world) and God Himself existing together. I have come to the conclusion that Nothingness is the dark side of God. Like the dirty, oily and sticky earth He has created, where all those ferments, rot and swarming are like worms withering a way that, to her alone, reflects their blackness.
And yet this sordid place yields the finest fruits in the world: none of them are born black, but as beautiful fruits of divine virtues.
Nothingness itself was a chaos of both fertility and rot, just like the earth we tread.
Good and evil, black and white. Perhaps black was born with a little bit of white, the same as white was born with a little bit of black. Like some sort of perpetual motion that reproduces the vicious primary chaos.
Thus, God Himself was born as an opposite of Evil, the Nameless Creature (for you cannot name it, as it would be called God as well).
It is said that God is the creator of everything, but this is wrong.
Just like Nothingness is the dark side of God in heaven, so is the Nameless Creature on earth.
And I, Oane, alone among the men, am the center of this eternal duel when God confronts God.
The three spheres
The world consists of three spheres: one good, one evil and that of uncertainty.
The sphere of the good is the Sun that warms us and allows plants to grow; the evil is the moon, a sickly yellow color, a pale reflection of the sun, its surface appears cracked as if a thousand volcanoes are constantly spitting fire; the sphere of uncertainty is that of the earth.
The land itself is divided into three entities: there is Sky which is the entity of good, the Soil and mud of earth is the seat of Evil, and between those two lies a human world which represents uncertainty.
God’s creation – humans live in this sphere of uncertainty and this uncertainty is reflected in them. So, we all have it within us, as God, our Father, has in him a share of evil and darkness which existed before the revelation.
The evil exists because the horrid Nameless creature was born, which transformed and was able to tempt men with impunity, long before God. It was a man among men, and shared as God, the world and the earth in three circles, good, evil and conscience, clay of uncertainty.
In some men, the good prevails, in others the evil triumphs, and finally there are those who navigate between those two.
The uncertainty of good and evil
To tell you the truth, there are a few people who know that their actions are good or bad. Perhaps only the Nameless creature and his servants know.
I knew a man who was convinced that only wealth could bring him happiness. So, he devoted his time to getting rich, he even sold his wife into slavery to other men to increase his income and thus becoming rich he seemed happy.
But then I saw him being overpowered by idleness and boredom, drinking wine which became the source of his distraction. I saw him becoming a man full of rage and anger until finally one drunken evening he decided to sacrifice his only son to God. But almost at the last moment, when the his knife was about to befall the victim and act of infanticide would be committed, I do not know what, but something stopped him in the middle of the act, as if suddenly the glow of good and evil sprang alive and awaken his conscience.
Where does the border lie between Good and Evil?
This man wanted to be good, but instead became evil. Then when he wanted to act evil, the good has come out.
I often think that wanting to do good, unwittingly becomes the evil deed.
The moral
This episode had made me realise, that I, Oane, had to fix the rules of life. So I have invented the moral.
All feelings are pleasurable: love, perversion, hatred. And men act on those feelings, but some actions turn to be evil: it seduces the victims and leads them to distraction. Therefore I list everything that destroys and pains men and use the state law as the basis for such morals:
- Thou shall not steal
- Thou shall not kill
- Thou shall respect his parents
- Thou shall not testify falsely against the neighbor
- Thou shall not covet his property
- Thou shall act with temperance
- Thou shall respect the freedom of the others
Thus, I urged everyone to follow these rules and use them as the means to distinguish between the good and the evil. And so, from the first laws, the moral and the seven commandments have resulted and succeeded in the community.
And I became both religious and political leader of my community. I was terrified of the these responsibilities then and I am still terrified now. It is this heavy burned that God has left to be by withdrawing from the world.
God is Mystery
It is frightening, that we will never be able to explain to ourselves what God is: He is beyond the capabilities of our intelligence. We can only know that God exists and that he is perfect. We cannot comprehend a being so absolute and ideal, because our intelligence is “finite” (i.e. limited), while God is “infinite”. His perfection is supremely above all and all we can say is just His name.
We can only prostrate ourselves before Him and present as mere mortals, who humbly seek Him. Mortals who are hoping, doubting, knowing that He will be with us, regardless of our mistakes, misunderstandings and inaccuracies. We are his children related to him by the bonds of fatherhood and love.
Can Evil ever triumph?
I have never seen evil prevail over good.
God knows that there is an evil, dark side of Him. He knows everything, including himself. But he fights the darkness, for He seeks to do only good and thus he has created us. We are the guarantee that God will never allow evil to prevail in him, if we love him. So, Love itself is not only the reason for living, but also for existence of the good in God. If we abandon our love for God, then the good will disappear into darkness, which will engulf everything and will destroy the world.
When God created us, He also gave us he means to repel the evil by fighting its emanation on earth: the nameless creature. Just as our love helps God to fight the evil in heaven, our struggle against it on the ground is our assistance in the fight of God against the dark side of himself.
II) The Beatitudes
Every Sunday we had the People’s Assembly, where I have gathered all the people in my community and where all the decisions were made. We resolved domestic problems, conflicts with neighbors, discussed management of the community and I have taught the moral principles that should govern our actions in order to overcome the evil and help God in his eternal fight.
Thus I have delivered a series of judgments.
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven
Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who are in pain, for they shall be comforted.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied.
Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, as they shall behold God in all its glory.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness' sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you when men revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely on my account.
Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in heaven.
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Noam, the Father of Oanism
1) How the legacy of Oane was lost by all
After the destruction of Oanylone, the survivors separated into multiple groups that soon had nothing to do with each other.
Almost all abandoned the religion of their forefathers, believing that the collapse of Oanylone was caused by the religion taught by Oane, and they began to honour many Gods - thus inventing paganism.
However, the truth is that one Noam, a nephew of Oane as well as those of his relatives and his servants, remained faithful to his thoughts. Noam was also the one who was saved from the flames The Mirror Oane , which unfortunately we do not have many surviving fragments today.
It is from this tiny bud of primitive belief in one God that was maintained and perpetuated and that is the oldest branch of our church who would later become a source of Aristotelianism.
2) Noam reflects on the Oanylone disaster, and invents the concept of 3 and 8
Noam was one of the first to examine the causes of the fall of Oanylone and he would write a book about it, (sadly now lost), which served as the basis for Spyosu when he began writing the Book of Virtues.
However, unlike Spyosu , Noam was convinced that the acedie (sloth of the mind) had developed because it was believed to not have reduced the working time of men in line with the gain of time operated by the machines invented by the human mind.
Most of the masters of business, moreover, knew nothing more than that hard work and more hard work was needed to win still more. Thus despite the advances of science, the men were still working as hard.
This led to the exhaustion and suicide of many apprentices, and eventually a will not to obey at all, neither to other men nor to God
Noam had learned that these recalcitrant humans had begun to worship a high priestess named Sheila who taught them that the best time to rest was the middle of the day.
Sheila wrote a poem where she questioned the logic and idealogy of this time:
"Oane, You told me to put confidence in the work for it would retain my health. I have worked everyday without fail yet I am tired.
Oane, you're not even close Oane! you should, my word, go back to school soon, and revise your judgment, believe me, it would be more careful! "
Noam then decided to share the day into three equal parts: eight hours of sleep, eight hours of work and eight hours of leisure.
And so as to diversify the leisure of Men, he invented a new game Yannick Noam, an ancestor of the current game of Tennis.
3) Establishment of the rites of noamien
While it is known the Mass was invented after the last meal of Christos, some elements of it were born back in the times of Noam. Indeed in the city of Constantinople there exists remnants of parchment outlining a mass said in noamien which consists of:
The priest began his sermon with a prayer to God, to attract his protection.
The faithful then read and commented on a passage from a sacred text of unknown origin (sadly we know not the text, perhaps it is one of the sources that Spyosu used)
The ceremony ended with the blessing of the people by the priest in the name of divine omnipotence, then wished them a good week.
Today, this ritual is still performed occasionally in some churches of Constantinople, under the name of "little ritual" for ordinary masses, but we can not be certain that this is so with the Clerics of the West.
4) The Vision of Noam
One day that he was asleep, Noam had a strange dream. He saw a tree, or rather his gaze followed a long tree trunk that seemed to ride straight to the sky, when, suddenly, breaking this immutable line, tens of thousands of matted and intractable branches appeared, substantially blurring his view.
He took fear, felt lost in the middle of the Lunar hell and woke up in a sweat; at least he believed he was awake, but in fact he was still dreaming... An Angel now appeared to him and, to appease Noam, the Angel explained his dream: 'What you saw, Noam, is the fate of your church... the trunk, this is it, and what you took for branches, they are, in fact, the roots of this tree, which burrow into the Earth and that together in a single body to give this beautiful tree. " Your church will be such, Noam, strong and brilliant, because thousands of roots will come to the feed; you, you are one, but, everywhere, in the world, even among the pagans, people will reflect, think, and will bring, through the two prophets that God will send to men to guide them towards him, their stone to the building, because these two prophets will be able to preserve the unique parts of the faith and retain parts of the pagan beliefs and rituals that are harmonius with our faith , so that thy Church, Noam will give rise to unity through diversity - E pluribus unum ("and many, one")-
We know not how ended the life of Noam, nor who after that replaced him, but one thing is certain, it is thanks to Noam and the prophets whom he had vision of , Aristotle first, Christos second, that our Church is still here today, thanks to the many contributions that it continues to receive, have helped the Church Aristotelian to be born and continue to live up to today proving the superiority of God over all other religions who all eventually shut down, due to lack of believers.
Translated by Jerem Theologian, from the Greek translation of a Syriac text, translation found at the sacking of Constantinople by the Crusaders in 1204, and translated into Latin by Lorenzo Valla, a close friend of late Pope Nicolas V, the Jerem Brother who discovered the existence, buried within the Vatican library.
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The Archangels
« Hagiography of the Holy Archangel Gabriel, Archangel of moderation »
Birth And Childhood of Gabriel
Gabriel was born on a day just like any other day, a day no different from any other day. There was no indication that he would become reknown in times to come, nothing. Because Gabriel was born as others. Only his virtue and purity of his heart would allow him to reach the Almighty.
The parents of Gabriel were pious, but like many people in Oanylone the message of God that they had received and then taught Gabriel was perverted. They instilled in him that God had created the earth, That God was the basis of all things, but that God inflicted punishment without reason, and ruled like a tyrant ...
The first fifteen years of Gabriel passed with nothing happening to distinguish it from the other kids his age. He was however interested in finding the truth about God, and knew that he was a God of love and not of hate ...
The life of Gabriel
Gabriel's father, whose name was Vorian, was a Sailor and was working for a wealthy shipowner of Oanylone named Leto. Leto was a good man, just with sinners, but he married Hecate, a wicked and cruel woman. They had a son, named Leviathan, who was born a few months before Gabriel. Leviathan had inherited all the vices of his mother, but none of the virtues of his father. He was angry, cunning and an expert in lying. However, Leviathan was an excellent navigator and his father had appointed Leviathan a captain on one of his vessels at the age of fifteen.
It was precisely on this ship that Gabriel was assigned when he turned fifteen years and began working as a fisherman.
Leviathan arrived as usual screaming, spitting on fishermen not fast enough for his liking, and hitting them, which triggered anger and resentment. Fishermen often sank into a rage and tried to rebel and strike Leviathan, but Leviathan enjoyed their hatred, and always avoided the blows and then returned a wicked smile.
Gabriel witnessed all this, a monstrous man who was barely older than her was, who revelled in the hatred he caused.
Gabriel always did his work well, but after two weeks while he was on the ship with Leviathan, Levaithan fell upon him. Leviathan reproached him for doing wrong work, yelling at him to see his reaction, but Gabriel remained calm and without anger or hatred. The Insults and cries of Leviathan slid over him like rain on a smooth surface. Nothing of what he said penetrated or caused Gabriel to rouse to anger. Disappointed by the reaction of Gabriel, he hit a good shot and left to stir trouble elsewhere.
Sometime later, we learned that Leto was killed by his son during a tantrum. Leviathan had smashed his skull with his sextant. Of course, officially, it was an accident ...
Becoming the boss, Leviathan became uncontrollable, he unleashed his wrath on all and caused anger among those who worked for him.
Alone, Gabriel remained steadfast to the insults and bullying of Leviathan. The latter remained incredulous, he did not understand that despite all the outpouring of hatred which he directed at Gabriel, he remained calm, obedient and hardworking ...
It is at this time that Gabriel met an old blind beggar who told him this:
| Citation: | Understand people that it is you that distinguishes yourself, and not your birth,
understand people that God will judge you according to your deeds and not your birth.
God puts you on the road, and your peers are men who knowingly or not, whether winding or straight, do move away or closer to you but it is you and only you to decide where and when you walk to the end as it is for you to walk.
Certainly, you should go to your brothers and sisters and for God, but it is your salvation that is at stake
By loving God, by loving your brothers and your sisters the human ones, you can only gain, if it is not on Earth, it will be elsewhere, in the star of the day
It is thyself and thy brethren that God confronts because these are your greatest enemies although many try to be good. |
These last words filled his heart and his soul, and later, the life of Gabriel was a kind of acceptance of all the misery of the world. He had already learned to withstand evil without resisting, now, he knew he had to particularly understand it, because to fight evil, what better way than to sow peace and love inside of this evil?
He had until then never left talking about anger or hatred, but he knew now that he would have to say no to evil when it grew too much and sewed discord in souls.
He already had such a capacity to contain evil, that he gave the impression of being a man who could hold many secrets.
He had such confidence in God that he let himself be carried away by the providence and divine love.
One night, God spoke to him in his sleep and said:
| Citation: | "Man, I whisper every day my word into the hollow of your ear
and the depth of your heart
but you, fisherman and profiteer,
you change the Scriptures,
and pervert my statements When I speak through you.
Many are those to which I transmitted my word,
But everyone wanted to divert it,
Not only to attract their own glory,
Not only to justify their own words.
But the day will come when I will confide in one my words of wisdom
and to another my commandments.
Because I love you, man.
And as long as you want to hear what I have to reveal,
I will speak,
And when knowingly you close yourself to my statements.
I will send you burn in the flames of hell in the depths of the moon.
Because only suffering can make you see that every day I work for your own good.
In Making you suffer I'll make understand that without me there is nothing and nothing can be.
If I forced you to follow me you would not understand why it is good to follow me.
You put some time to understand, man, and yet I love you.
Do not seek, happiness is there, in the simplicity of your heart.
Going to Gabriel, convey my message to those you judge worthy to be saved.
As Gabriel, I say to you, this era of decadence will end shortly.
And only the righteous will be saved. |
Then Gabriel travelled through Oanylone looking for the righteous, he gave them a such thirst for God that many quit the vocations they were in and began to work for the glory of God. He also explained to them what they were meant to do. He said these words:
| Citation: | 'My friends, my brothers '
God reserves for each of you a particular pathway.
He keeps shouting it to you in the depths of your heart.
Open Yourself to his call and Shout "Yes!"
Saying Lord, 'you know what is good for me. That wherever you lead me will not torture me because this is the way which is mine. Wherever you lead me, I'll know I'll be happy despite the hardships.
So open your hearts. |
Many were touched by his words but this was not enough to keep the mass of men on their path toward God.
Indeed the words of love that came from Gabriel spoke of turning away from sin, to get closer to that full virtue that only God alone possesses.
But it is far easier to remain a sailor, it was so easier to persist in sin ... why change when you're in a good situation?
It was then that Leviathan, increasingly intrigued by the Temperance of Gabriel, made him call.
When he arrived, Gabriel saw his father tied to a wooden column. Leviathan tells him that his father had lost a whole load of fish, was a bad element and deserved punishment.
Leviathan began beating Vorian, Gabriel begged him to stop, but the more he pleaded the more Leviathan beat Vorian harder.
Leviathan struck so hard that he pierced the belly of Vorian and in an explosion of blood, Vorian died on the spot, accompanied by the tears of his son ...
Leviathan was expecting at that point for Gabriel to react, to be blinded by rage, and try to avenge his father. But Gabriel did nothing, he turned his back and walked away, but just before leaving, said this to Leviathan:
| Citation: | | "your Hate and your anger doesn't affect me, you think to be the strongest, but your end is nigh. God will punish you for your sins and you shall be condemned to an eternity of suffering. ". |
Before Leviathan had time to respond, Gabriel had gone...
The Fall of Oanylone
Gabriel strolled through the port of Oanylone displaying a great sorrow after the outburst of extreme violence that he had just witnessed.
He approached the boat "QueBec" , a name given to this ship because on the bow was a large albatross with its large beak open.
The owner of the ship was a friend of Gabriel, that had been guided to the path of salvation by Gabriel some time ago.
Gabriel was about to go and see the owner when lightning appeared in the sky. Gabriel understood right away that the time of the fall of Oanylone had arrived.
He decided immediately to find all those who he had met and were now following the path of virtue, and to save them
He began by contacting his friend Alcisde, the owner of the "QueBec" and getting him to prepare the boat to take on board those that Gabriel would bring in order to save them.
Gabriel toured the streets of Oanylone, telling all those of virtue to go to the port and embark on the "Quebec", taking nothing with them that would weigh them down.
While returning to port accompanied by four orphans, Gabriel saw Leviathan with eyes full of fury and rage, throwing a huge beam on the boat which fell upon the sail, preventing it from being boarded from the city.
While a demented thunderous laughter came from the throat of Leviathan, Gabriel, listening only to his faith, rushed on deck to help release the "Que-Bec."
The beam was too high and Gabriel, who was very strong, proposed making a ladder of his body. So he grabbed a plank put it across to the ship and stood as a ladder to the plank. He told the sailors to use him as a ladder. Thus they climbed up Gabriel, across the beam and onto the boat and could free the boat.
All were shouting "long live Gabriel, who has made his body a ladder! Long live "Quebec" free! ".
Once released, and all were on board the ship. A man then asked Gabriel "What does God expect of us?" This is what Gabriel said:
| Citation: | Oane engraved the words of the creator on the first wall of our city, it is written that God told our ancestors:
"That your loyalty is that of children towards their parents or I will be as strict as parents to their children."
Because when each of you will die, I judge, based on the life you have led.
The Sun will flood every day the world of his light, as proof of love for my creation.
Some of those I am sending among you, will live an eternity of happiness.
But every day, the moon will take over.
And those who, among your are not able to see more than just lying there, will suffer torment.
But I tell you this as well
This day is a day brand new.
It has never existed and there will never be more.
So take this day and make a ladder
to Reach the highest peaks.
Do not allow the sunset to drag you down
You will find yourself equal to what you are at dawn.
Because tomorrow may be the day where you will be judged". |
The ship departed while Gabriel returned to the city in the grip of absolute chaos. And, in six days, did all he could to save those who could still be saved.
He was there then the seventh day, the day of the terrible cataclysm.
Gabriel was in port when he saw Leviathan, mad with rage, trying to escape the city on his boat named "Kraken", but the elements were let go and an awful whirlwind was formed around the ship, and swallowed it.
It was then that a gigantic earthquake destroyed Oanylone, which became submerged under the sea.
Witnesses then saw a rainbow illuminated the dark skies and recognized then that Gabriel was being guided toward the Sun.
Prayer to Saint Gabriel
Saint Gabriel Archangel,
Angel of Temperance,
open our ears
to the sweet warnings
and urgent appeals of the Most High.
Stand still before us,
we beseech thee,
that we understand
the Word of God,
so that we follow Him
and obey Him
and that we accomplish
what He wants from us.
Help us stay awake
so that when He comes,
the Lord does not find us asleep.
Amen.
Translated by Teagan.
Accepted into the Dogma on 26 November 1460 by the ESPC.
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The Archangels
« Hagiography of the Holy Archangel Galadrielle, Archangel of conservation »
Childhood
Galadrielle was born in troubled times in which the City of Oanylone was declining into sin. Her family were among those who claimed to be the strongest. They controlled the trade of cows thus ensuring their superiority over others. They were barricaded in a big house on a hillside overlooking the city of Oanylone. Galadrielle, being raised in an era of ongoing conflict and sin, remained confined in her attic bedroom and grew tired of her house. Galadrielle was a simple child who never asked for anything merely what was offered to her. She knew nothing of God during the early part of her childhood. She was told only the history of their town, where they represented Oane as a powerful man. Soon, she was rejected by her brothers and sisters as being too weak. Upset, she often found herself alone and was given only two meals for lunch and dinner.
However one day everything changed for her. A servant came to bring her the usual lunchtime meal, but as he was handing the meal over the lantern he carried fell and rolled toward the dark corner of her attic bedroom. There the light revealed to Galadrielle a stack of books she had never seen. Where they had come from is not known. Beside the books was a small lamp and a tinderbox to light the flame. Slowly she learned to read and, alone in her attic she read many of the other books she found. One day she finished reading a book on medicinal plants and she wanted something else to study. She found an old set of parchments, very worn, with many torn and faded pages. It was called "The Guide". These parchments told the story of Oane and the creation of the city and thus Galadrielle discovered the existence of God. From that day she prayed every day, and on Sundays prayed more to commune with God, just like the people used to do over Oane's tomb in the Guide.
Release
One day a loud crash woke her. The house was under attack. The Vice and corruption in the city was reaching its climax with the depravity and violence leading to many deaths over small trivial things. The rioting was expanding from the city and had reached the home of Galadrielle's family. It was time for her family to pay the price for forgetting God and his love. Her family and household were massacred, women raped before being murdered or gutted. Galadrielle, hidden in her attic prayed during the time of the attack, and all the time while the house was being looted. After several days, in which she did not eat but spent her time praying and reading holed up in her attic she finally emerged. The house was ransacked, there was nothing left, everything had been picked and then destroyed. She escaped into the mountains where she survived for a time before returning to the city. She found like people who still believed in God and love. She helped them as she could, eating and drinking little, keeping nothing for herself other than a simple old dress. During this time she served the poor and the weak, showing the most generosity possible, and her humility was recognized by all those who were with her.
Illumination
It was Then that God spoke to the people of Oanylone announcing the imminent destruction of the city. The seven Lords of Vice (the Daemon Princes) appeared and took control over parts of the city for their rebellion against God.
Galadrielle was in the opposite camp, those who still believed in the Almighty, in His love and acknowledged the sins of men with humility. During the six days of destruction, Galadrielle prayed with Raphaelle Michel, Sylphaël, Gabriel, George and Miguaël as well as the handful of men and women who followed. During these six days God spoke to her twice.
The first time a woman was dying for lack of food. He said: - | Citation: | - Galadriel, among the seven people who embody the highest virtues, you're the one who has the least, and have never felt the need for possessions. Help this woman, prove to me your frugality and conservatism , and you will be rewarded.
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During the next two days Galadrielle ate only part of a loaf of bread, leaving the rest of her ration to the woman, who was saved because of this.
On the third day God spoke again and said to Galadrielle like the first time: -
| Citation: | | Galadrielle, among the seven people who embody the highest virtues you're the one who has the least and have never felt the need for possesiions. If you offer to your companions all you possess to prove to me that you embody the conservatism and frugality, and you will be rewarded. |
Galadrielle then gave everything she had, even her dress, but nonetheless she kept it still at the request of a midwife. Galadrielle ate each day, relying on the friendship of her companions to share food with her.
On the seventh day, the ground rent itself open, flames came out of the earth and the whole city was engulfed. Galadrielle, and her six companions had fled with their disciplines onto a nearby hill where they witnessed the cataclysm. That's when the light fell on them. Galadrielle, Raphaelle Michel, Sylphaël, Gabriel, George and Miguaël had the honor of being called archangels for humility and virtue they all their followers were incarnated as angels because they had also proven their desire for repentance and love for God.
Archangel
And so it was that Galadrielle became an Archangel. Her her humility, frugality and conservatism embodied one of the seven virtues and Galadrielle became one of seven seconds to God whose mission it was to help people whenever it is was possible, as well as to battle the Creature with no name. Galadrielle pursued these missions zealously that God had given her.
During the early days, until the birth of Aristotle, she battled paganism and the works of the nameless one, without being directly involved. There were so few true followers calling for help, as paganism engulfed the humans. But the birth of the Prophet changed many things, it inspired so many people to follow the path of conservatism. With each prayer addressed to her she descended to the earth to grant pardon and assist. Such had the nature of many men become that she never ceased in the struggle against the greedy.
A day came when she was called to Earth by a young boy who asked for her help. Galadrielle appeared before the the child, who had been crying and praying alone on his bed in a large lavishly furnished room. She appeared to the boy as a beautiful woman, with long blond hair wearing a simple white linen dress revealing her immaculate shape, with two wings on her back, and all the while radiating pure light. She spoke thus to the boy -
| Citation: | | I Galadrielle, Archangel of Conservatism, you called me for help and I have answered your call, tell me how I can help you. |
The boy, who was moved by the beauty and purity of Galadrielle replied:
- | Citation: | | My father, the king of the land, is forcing me to eat and drink like a warrior because he says I'm too puny. But I do not want to eat and drink these things and all these wines as he and his court do |
Galadrielle then shook her head and slowly floated into the air saying to the boy " your wish shall be granted"
And she then vanished in the sky between two clouds.
The next day the King's warehouses were found to be empty, and the King unable to live without gorging on his food daily, passed away that very day. The boy became King and through his leadership, no one ever became overweight in his Kingdom. *
There came a day when God asked Galadrielle personally to accomplish a mission for him. He summoned her and she appeared to him with humility and he said -
| Citation: | | Galadrielle, I want you to do a special mission for me. You are to go to the forgotten lands, where the ruins of Oanylone and your home are and I want you to bring me back the Crown of the Nameless Creature. |
Galadrielle then went on a long journey. The location of the forgotten lands were known to no man, for they had fled without looking back and their memories had dimmed. But the angels knew the location and that it could only be accessed by flying. There were miles and miles of arid black earth, without any life and no water at all. No one could traverse that distance on foot.
When Galadrielle reached the site of Oanylone, she found the ruins beside a large crevasse. For days she looked around for the crown of the Nameless Creature without success. Galadrielle was becoming desperate, as she did not want to go back to the paradise of the sun and tell God of her failure. Just then, the sound of cracking came out of the huge crevasse and a cavern opened. Galadrielle then realized the Crown may have slipped into the crevasse or one of the caverns. She dove in, lighting her way with the divine light that as an Archangel she radiated.
Deep in the cavern, on a pedestal surrounded by lava she found the crown. It was huge, made of gold and set with so many gems it testified to the pride, greed and gluttony of the Nameless Creature. Galadrielle then took the crown and went out of the cavern but was attacked by the nameless creature itself. The Nameless Creature wrapped her in blackness and they fought for seven days with neither the light of Galadrielle nor the darkness of the Nameless One triumphing.
That's when Michael, the Archangel of Justice came to help Galadrielle. Michael pierced the Nameless Creature with his lance causing the nameless creature to flee in fright. He then helped bring Galadrielle and the Crown to heaven, where God destroyed the object, a symbol of lust that typified what was wrong with the Nameless Creature. God then granted Galadrielle with the divine grace for her fight against the Nameless Creature.
Translated from the Greek by Arilan Louvois, Theologian of the Holy Roman office. Translated to English by Teagan.
* - some research suggests the name of he boy who became King was Craig Jenny.
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Friendship
Lightning struck nearby. The terrified infants snuggled even deeper in the arms of their weeping mothers, who begged pity from the Almighty. The men were furious, blaming one another for what had happened. For six days, the elements had been unleashed on the city of Oanylone with primæval rage. An ink-black sky, heavy with menace, pressed all its weight on the wicked city. Among the small group that took refuge in the granary, long since emptied, fear sat alongside anger, fury and despair. A man who stopped laughing at God when He had announced the destruction of the city. A woman who endlessly, shamefully, revisited her luxurious orgies, with so many men and women that she couldn't count them all. A young man, who had taken the unworldly pleasure of shattering the skull of his little brother, and who was now trying to redeem himself by reassuring the children gathered in the tiny chamber. Everyone knew why they had been punished, but none dared to admit it; some of them even sought to blame the others, in the vain hope of having their own sins forgotten.
A vicious gust of wind forced the door open, filling the flimsy building with a glacial wind. Its foundations trembled when the thunderclap answered the lightning bolt with deafening power. And then, silence. The tornado still roared and the thunder still echoed, but for six days, the residents of Oanylone had known nothing but that. No, the silence was not of nature, but of humans. For the refugees were struck dumb, paralysed by terror, when they saw the shadow that was framed by the doorway. A man approached, so large and massive that he had to crouch and bring his shoulders in to enter. A rugged face and thick beard were barely visible in the half-light. His long silver hair gave him an air of wisdom, contrasting with the size of his hands, which appeared capable of crushing the hardest of rocks into dust. His pale blue eyes were timeworn, but still seemed to hold in their depths a childish pleasure. The colossus was dressed in a patched and threadbare shirt. A large piece of fabric wrapped around his legs bore witness to his disfavoured state. He gave a quick smile, and all the refugees sighed with relief. Then he let his cavernous voice be heard:
"Even when hope is gone, there is still friendship."
One old woman, with a hard face and an iron will, stepped toward him and asked:
"And you, stranger, have you come as a friend? For this is the city of men and women whose words are honey but whose deeds are venom. They live atop mountains of gold, and they want nothing from others unless it raise themselves higher in their foolish search for riches. Their thirst for treasure consumes them so that the lives of their peers matters little to them."
"I know that", the man replied. "That is why I come to you. The riches of the heart cannot be matched by the riches of this base world. Will they take their mountains of gold with them to the next life?"
"No, of course not", the old woman answered him. "But are the riches of the world forbidden to us? Must we live like animals to attain the riches of the soul?"
"Has life taught you not to use your left hand because you are using your right?", the man asked. "It is the same for the treasures that God has created for us. God, through His love for His children, has given us material riches; may they be yours. But never forget that there is no greater treasure than friendship."
Then one of the young men drew himself up and asked: "But who are you, whose words are filled with wisdom?"
"My name is George", he responded.
Greed
Meanwhile, on one of the seven hills of Oanylone, a man trembled more than any other before the divine anger. He did not fear for his life, for that was not important to him. But he was so attached to his possessions that he could not part with them. While people were slaughtering and raping, he pillaged the inhabited houses and acquired enough riches to make a hill of precious metals, of delicate cloth, of succulent sweetmeats... He decided to build a tower so high, so large, so solid, that in it he could protect his wealth from the desire of others. He hired masons and soldiers, promising them an unrivalled salary; the former to build his fortress and the latter to repel the paupers, the disinherited and the famished who wanted his riches. These approached the slopes of the hill, which lit the area with a golden light and appetizing smells. Only the masons were allowed to set foot on the treasures, so that they could build the tower; but when one of them stopped working to indulge his greed, the soldiers struck his heart with a thousand blows of the sword. And the rich man exulted in the idea of being able to protect his goods until his death, admiring the paupers and the famished who surrounded his hill and gazed at it longingly. This man was called Beelzebub.
So George came to that place, followed by all the unhappy people who had crossed his path. When they saw the honey, and the milk, and the roasted meat, and the silk clothing, and the chests overflowing with precious stones and metals, they ran forward to take their share, not hearing George's exhortations of restraint. And the guards unsheathed their blades and dealt death to anyone approaching the riches. Once the massacre was over and tears replaced shouts, George approached to the soldiers with a calm and assured step. One of them, especially zealous, put the edge of his blade under George's chin, in a promise of violence to come.
But George said to him: "Why have you killed these poor people?"
"I'm being paid to," answered the mercenary.
"And how much have you been paid up to now?" George continued.
"Nothing. Sir Beelzebub will pay me a fortune once his tower is built and his riches stored inside," said the soldier in a self-assured voice.
"So you kill to serve a person who only wants to conserve his wealth, and you believe that he's going to keep his word and will pay you later, like he promised?" inquired George.
"That's right! Otherwise, that would be slavery!" exclaimed the soldier, eager to hear such a question.
So George concluded: "In truth, I tell you, whoever lives for material wealth, at the expense of the friendship that every child of God must bear to his peers, deserves no trust. Instead of killing to defend the greed of such a man, take his riches that crowd your feet and give them to those who actually need them. God has created these goods so that all His creatures can find what they need among them, not so that just one person can have more than any other."
Then the guards laid down their arms; the masons stopped their work; the people approached, and they shared the riches, each according to their needs. Beelzebub screamed his rage at seeing his riches disappearing, passed from hand to hand. But this occurred on the seventh day of the divine punishment of Oanylone, and the Earth began to tremble. The partly-built tower fell, and large faults opened all over the hill, swallowing up the treasures. Most of the people fled, encouraged by George. But some of them continued to fill their pockets with everything they could find. Beelzebub fought against everyone he met, such was his anger at losing what was his. The hill subsided slowly, but George spied a child in tears, left behind, his leg wedged under a heavy chest. He ran to him as the ground shook, threatening to crumble at any instant. When he reached the child, he freed his leg, took him in his arms and tried to reach safety. At that time, some people decided to reach him and help in this hopeless attempt, but the whole hill was swallowed into the bowels of the Earth, in a gigantic cloud of flame.
The people were overwhelmed with sadness to lose such friends. They wondered if God took pleasure in making His creatures suffer. But they understood when they saw a soft calming light shine from the pit in front of them. And beings rose up, carried on majestic white wings, spreading tranquility and gentleness. The people saw those who had died trying to save the child among them. But they saw George most of all, raised to the rank of Archangel, holding the child in his arms and returning him to his mother, unharmed. Then they all flew away toward the Sun, where God awaited them.
The tongues
There was a time when King Hammurabi of Babylon fought all over Mesopotamia to become the King of Kings. One day, his troops went to the city of Mari and put it to the torch. The people were terrified and did not know how to escape. Then, the creature without a name came and murmured in the ear of a Babylonian General, whispering that he should exact a tribute from each person in exchange for their lives. The more a person gave, the less their chance of dying. The rich lords of the city, the same people who advised little but the Shakkanaku, the kings of the city, approached first, bringing with them heavy chests filled with riches. But there was an old woman whose only wealth was a few grains of wheat. The mercenaries laughed in her face, telling her that such a gift was offensive to the Babylonian General. They drew their swords and approached the old woman, ready to run her through. But a tall man with a silver beard stepped between them. One of the soldiers raised his sword but could not strike the man, as though prevented by an invisible force. The man opened his mouth and exclaimed:
"Why would you strike this woman? While the rich lords of Mari kept innumerable riches to themselves, she has offered you everything she owns. You mock her gift, but she has given her essence while they gave nothing but the superfluous. Take these grains of wheat, and carry them with you; they will weigh heavily on your heart in the Lunar Hell."
Then the man went to the chests and distributed their contents among the poorest and hungriest of Mari. The guards did not know how to deal with this unarmed man, who could not be struck and whose strength was in the wisdom of his words. Defeated, they raised camp and returned to Babylon.
The voyage to this powerful city was long. The heat was intense, and the air along the canals and bank of the Euphrates was humid. But once they arrived, they were surprised to see the silver-bearded man waiting for them at the feet of its gigantic walls.
The General asked him: "Who are you, who speak with such wisdom?"
"I am George the Archangel, modest servant of the One God, Whom you have forgotten before legions of false divinites and a life of sin," he answered. He added: "Follow me to the ziggurat, and you will see for yourself the judgement of God, as I saw it myself long ago."
So the General and his guards followed the Archangel to the base of a gigantic stepped tower, covered with flowering plants, proof of the omnipotence of King Hammurabi of Babylon.
Then George raised his arms and proclaimed: "The children of God have always spoken one selfsame tongue, for brothers and sisters must understand one another to love one another. But today they tear themselves apart, for they have forgotten their Father and His love. A day will come when the prophets will follow one another to remind people where they come from and where they are going. Until that time, you will be judged not by your faith, but by your love of the world around you. Learn to know it, and you will learn to love it. In order to make this come to be, God, in His great mercy, has decided to divide the word of His children into many tongues, so that you must make an effort to discover each other.
And Saint George lowered his arms, and the tower fell in an immense cloud of dust. From that day forward, the word of the children of God has been manifold, and we must learn from one another in order to live. In so doing, we understand the point at which are differences are misleading, and that we are all brothers and sisters.
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Birth of Michel
Michel was born in the city of Oanylone as the fifth of ten children. His parents, Diane and Robin were hunters. Like many at that time, they served a man richer than themselves. Their Master, for that is how he was addressed, did not have any other goal in life than to acquire more lands and riches than he had use for.
This man, their master, was known by the name of Satan Sybarite. He had claimed ownership of all the land surrounding the city for two kilometers. Any who hunted on these lands or cultivated the ground were forced to give him half the fruits of their labor in payment. It was said that he did not sleep until the day had brought him good to fill two coffers, one with corn and the other with meat. He even sent his henchmen to collect even more from the unfortunate ones who lived on the edge of the city, in the land that he claimed.
Life of Michel
Michel grew up among the poor of Oanylone. From his father he learned the art of hunting and the handling of a lance. From his mother he learned how to follow the tracks left by animals that he flushed out. He also learned how to read the stars to find his way. Living with his nine brothers and sisters instilled in him the principles of sharing, and of love for others.
By the age of thirteen, Michel already had the breadth and strength of a full grown adult. He was the eldest of the boys in the family, thus it often fell to him to defend his brothers and sisters. And although he never injured anybody, he was feared and respected by others in the neighborhood. After a time, Michel was asked to settle all disputes because it was said that he could see into the hearts of people.
When there was no proof to decide between two people, he deposited his lance on the head of one of the disputants. If the lance remained balanced, it showed that the person was telling the truth. If the lance did not remain balanced, it showed that the person had lied. However, after a time, Michel did not need his lance any longer. Simply announcing that the lance would be brought out was enough to make the culprit confess. Some said that Michel had a supernatural ability, but the wisest knew from where his ability came. However, in spite of his great wisdom, and his dexterity with the lance, he could not do anything against the henchmen of Master Satan Sybarite who was becoming increasingly greedy.
Michel’s father died on the day that he reached 20 years of age. Thus, Michel, as the eldest boy, became the patriarch of the family. It is at this period that he accepted a visit from his friend Timothy who came to ask for permission to wed Emmelia, his younger sister. In Oanylone, the priests had abandoned the people and dealt exclusively with the rich and notable in giving the favours of the Almighty. Michel thus undertook the task of organizing an engagement.
Many people attended the engagement and among them was Simplicious, one of the lieutenants of Master Sybarite. Simplicious fell under the charm of Emmelia. He returned the following day with his guards and ordered that she follow them and enter the service of Satan. Michel interposed and put the guard at bay and finally Simplicious was at his mercy. However, instead of killing him, Michel took a knife and launched it at him saying, “If your right eye attracts you toward what you are not intended to have, tear it out and burn it, because it is better that you should live without it than that you should attract the anger of God. The lieutenant withdrew without a word and returned to his master. On the following day he returned with a larger troop and stopped Michel and Timothy who were taken and locked up in the prison of Oanylone.
Destruction of Oanylone
The first day of their captivity was also the first of the seven days in which would occur the destruction of the first city of men. The lightning fell down on the wall of the prison allowing Michel and Timothy to flee the chaos. Michel gathered together as many people as he could. It was said that the punishment of the Creator was going to be terrible, but that the right ones would be able to live a new life far from the cursed city.
As Timothy was a fisherman, he proposed to meet at the harbour to flee by way of the lake. Michel helped those who deserved, by their faith in God, to embark by boat. As there remained places, he asked his friend to let any children who had taken refuge with them find place on the boat. Cowards wanting to flee the city, more for fear than to follow the will of God, tried to take the boat by force, but Michel interposed and allowed the ship to leave the city without delay.
While his friends travelled for safety, he alone stayed behind. During the next six days he saved those who could be saved. On the seventh day there still remained people to be saved but only a small boat. By a miracle two other boats appeared and Michel invited those who were pure of heart to go upon these ships. He seemed able to read by a person’s eyes whether or not their faith was real, and he sent away those that he considered worthy on the first boat, and those who fled by fear or to save their riches on the second. Seeing the two ships filled, Michel still refused to board, saying that God had a mission for him and that he felt his mission was to remain to save other friends. Arriving at the egress of the city, the first ship moved without encumbrance towards the open waters; however, the second, because it was heavy with gold was stopped short by the shallow waters. It disappeared with the city when the destroying high winds came up from the center of the Earth, causing the ground to fissure.
Some surviving, far from the city, told that at this time, while the rain fell despite the lack of clouds in the sky, an arc came down directly from the sun and fell on the city. Michel, chosen by God, was thus carried up by a celestial cloud and became one of the seven archangels.
First Appearance
The First Archangel's appearance is indeed the one that made him a warrior angel though he never spilled blood himself.
Some generations after the day of the judgement and death of Michel, two clans, descended directly from those whom Michel had protected, quarreled because one group had built a temple to Michel. They even regarded Michel as an equal of God because he had saved them. The others regarded the sacrifice of Michel as an example and not as an act that makes a god out of a man.
The first group referred to Michel as Anubis, though the reasons for this name are not known. Perhaps it was the name of their clan, but no trace of it has been found to this day.
Inspired by the shadow, he who declared himself to be the Great Priest of Anubis saw his power grow. (For at that time Michel was known as Anubis, though we do not know the reason why, perhaps it was the name of his clan, but no trace of it has been found to this day). Claiming to receive his information directly form his god, the prelate named a new-born baby as the son of Anubis, and on his behalf, he took control for several years and razed the temple dedicated to Gad. He declared that since God had not known to protect his faithful ones, and that those there would become his slaves. To solidify his power and to erase the memory of the true God, he took the names of the archangels and made gods of them.
The head of the faithful beseeched God each day, and in spite of his sufferings, thanked Him for what they had. The Lord took pity on him and sent the archangel in person. St. Michel appeared in armour with a long lance and a broad shield. He was recognized by all while appearing at the top of the temple that had been built for him.
The large priest challenged him and said, “Anubis, finally you have come! Did you come to thank your faithful and reward us for having built such a temple for you?”
Michel answered, “No, I came to bring the word of hope from God for those who were not diverted from Him. Many are the communities of faithful who traverse the world while waiting for the arrival of the prophets who will join them together in love and friendship.
The large priest did not understand and he gave the order to his guards to prove their loyalty by massacring the faithful ones of the single god. Michel interposed himself and for two days pushed back the attackers without killing any of them and allowing the faithful to flee to other lands.
After the two days of engagement, the ones loyal to the large priest were either too tired or too wounded to continue. The saw wings emerging from the back of the archangel enabling him to reach the skies. The prelate made it known that it was not Anubis who had come, but an avenging god to punish them for having left the servants of the false single god live.
There is an alternative to this story claiming that the Archangel was at the head of an army of angels. Another that claims he armed the most extremely faithful ones. And still another that claims he did nothing but inspire the most valiant of the servants of God to carry out the revolt and guide the faithful through the desert. The main thing is the intervention of Michel and the will of God that made it possible for His children to flee towards a land that was safe.
The Legend of the Holy Mount Michel
The second appearance of the archangel takes place at a time when certain drunken barbarian gods had only taverns for temples and drinking bouts for a liturgy. At that time there was a community of faithful who were pursued by a barbarian with the name Saathan. He venerated a drunken god who required the sacrifice of children.
The community fleeing towards the North was trapped in a forest at the edge of the ocean. The patriarch of the community asked that they prepare themselves to sacrifice themselves in the ocean rather than fall into the hands of the barbarians. They then moved towards the point highest above the waters and prayed to God so that St. Michel might prepare for their arrival.
God, who cannot tolerate his children to put an end to their lives, let the patriarch know, via a celestial messenger, that it was not allowed for men to choose when they would meet their creator. God ordered that if they had faith in him, they would cut down large trees and make a palisade around the rock. Once made, they would have a great feast and light a fire upon the rock so that Saathan would know their position.
Thus it was done, and seven days later the palisade was finished and the fire was lit. In the morning, the troops of Saathan surrounded the rock and started to attack the fragile protection around it. Using stones and lances, the faithful ones prepared to fight since such was the will of God. However, in the place where the fire had been lit, an angel, dressed in armour, carrying a lance and shield, appeared. He did not say a word, but the faithful all know who he was.
Then Michel launched his weapon towards the horizon. The horizon itself seemed to rise up towards the skies and advance toward the rock like a wall of galloping horses. This wall carried away everything on its passage, but did not destroy the weak palisade. The flowing wall engulfed the troops of Saathan, and when the sea withdrew, it had made of the rock an island surrounded by quicksand that finished swallowing the army defeated by faith of the believers.
Translated by Mother Arynna, and released onto the English speaking faithful, March 1455.
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« Hagiography of the Holy Archangel Miguaël, Archangel of humility »
1. Birth of Miguaël and Belial
In the city of Oanylone lived Adiguaëla, wife of Theophilus, who was expecting twins. These children had been conceived iwith the greatest love and had not been tainted by lust whatsoever. Adiguaëla was a generous woman, who was attentive to her surroundings.
She usually took care of the poor, but then the situation in Oanylone was becoming, as men began to ignore God, they sunk into laziness and greed, creating a growing rivalry between the oanylonians. The situation meant no help to reduce the poverty, on the contrary, the number of poor went up and they were despised by the strongest. Not wanting to harm anyone, Adiguaëla dealt with all of them, but the Nameless Creature inspired them with jealousy and revenge.
Exhausted by the situation and the children she was expecting, Adiguaëla can no longer keep the people of the city on the right track.
She gave birth to two boys, one named Miguaël that, according to legend, means "give and love", the other was called Belial, meaning "give and receive."
The evil Nameless Creature persuaded the poorest to go and kill this family. The love that existed between them and the love that brought them to God was, in her statements, the reason that strengthened the despise of the strongest by the poor.
Sensing the danger, Theophilus took Miguaël and his brother from the hands of their mother and hid them inside a box. Just as he had placed them in the box, those who had worked for Adiguaëla each day, came and killed them in the most horrible way. But the children, hidden in the box were saved because they had not been seen.
2. Welcome
They were collected by Ménopus, an elderly and pious man who knew nothing of the origin of these "love", as he liked to call them, and who wanted to know nothing about their history. He gave the children milk produced from his cow Minerva, who became a famous cow, much later, among the nations for giving milk, unlike its counterparts who could not .
... But back to our story, and I must finish writing before the light from my candle burns out. These two young boys grew close together and were never apart, a link existed between them was so great that it went beyond friendship and brotherly love, but unfortunately one of them would eventually turn away.....
3. The temptation of Belial
These two siblings, despite the temptations of the Creature Without a Name continued to grow religiously and did not hesitate to help others before they helped themselves. Being young when their parents were killed, they Knew nothing of it, but in a dream they were told about it. They tried to be discreet until the day when the creature came to speak to Belial:
"Why do you focus especially on others even if they have nothing to offer, when you could serve the rich, and be paid, so you will not be working for nothing. "
Belial replied:
"I have never worked for nothing, these people need me, if we do not, then who will? "
"No one, but what do they give you in return, nothing, then they keep on harassing you because the more you give, the more they will ask. "
This discussion did not sit well with Belial, but gradually the idea grew on him , and eventually it took hold and he no longer could cope with his old thoughts.
He began by asking for items in exchange for his work but the poor had no money and could not give. So he stopped working for them and then began his life of laziness and sin, feeling this was more satisfying and that he was not indispensable to the poor.
4. The temptation of Miguaël and prayer
The creature with no name then whispered in the ear of Miguaël, but he knew of the creatures intentions and would not listen, because the more you listen, the more it would be hard to resist.
Resolute in his prayer, Miguaël knelt and recited the following prayer which was forever to be used by the faithful.
| Citation: | "God Almighty,
Father of mankind
And divine Omnipotence,
Close my ears
to the temptations
And open my eyes
to endless love you give me,
that I can then give to those who must receive
Love those who should be,
Always knowing,
If I was not there,
Someone else would be there to do
For it is You who speaks through my mouth
And work with my hands. |
Forgive my brother and all the others
For They do not know what they do. '
This young man was blessed by God, it was sure, he was chosen so that he gives his life for the world. Faced with such strength and blessing the nameless creature could do nothing and even if it tried many other times, it could never convince Miguaël.
5. Punishment-and the Creation of the Institution of the Archangels
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The situation of men was getting worse. They no longer saw God and acted more as a function of themselves at the expense of their brothers and even their own families. This led to rivalries and often even the fittest of mind was led to unprecedented crimes.
It is at this point that the Divine Punishment fell, not that the Almighty did not love this world, but he did not intervene, he let man face his downfall.
Then there was lightning and while many fled, the most determined among the fighting stayed and somehow split into two groups:
There were those who embody in themselves all the sins of the world, The Iinaudiendis (note: in Latin, those who do not agree) were led by seven evil men:
Asmodeus said the greedy,
the lustful Azazel,
Lucifer acédique,
Beelzebub the miser,
the choleric Leviathan,
Satan the jealous
and Belial the proud.
These seven, believing the unnamed ensured that this punishment was incontrovertible proof that God does not love them.
On the other hand, aware of their faults, a group preached repentance.
Led by
Gabriel,
George,
Michael,
Galadrielle,
Sylphaël,
Raphaëlle
and Miguaël
and they embodied respectively in contrast to the seven virtues inaudiendis they tried to defend temperance, friendship, justice, conservation, fun, conviction and selflessness.
These two groups each had their followers, the sinners being among the most numerous,but it was the Righteous and their faith unwavering that would win over the corrupted.
At the end of the seventh day, a great destructive wind came from the center of the earth and the earth cracked into many abysses, taking the inaudiendis deep within them.
But among the carnage, a heavenly cloud came and brought the seven of virtue to the top of the sky.
Here, a soft light shone. Still not knowing where they were, their fears were taken away as the place was so soft and soothing that they felt comfortable there and felt an immense feeling of warmth, a feeling of love.
Then a strong tender voice was heard:
| Citation: | "My children, you are in front of me because you understood that I neither through jealousy nor punishing them for pleasure but because the human race has reached a point where the only punishment was to get back on my path. I called for it Archangels, you embody the seven virtues that you defend down and you will now become the inspiration of all virtues. I give you three pairs of wings, a sign of your power and your rank,
Go now, for paradise awaits you. ' |
6. Eternal damnation
The inaudiendis were sent to the deepest depths, where the fire roars and where sinners are tortured.
If you look, all created beings are sinners but the Almighty, in His great kindness offered forgiveness, and if they reject or do not seek forgiveness they keep their sins and suffer until the end of time.
7. Belial and the pride of men divert away again from God
Institution of exorcism
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At the beginning of the Church, it was still frail and Belial said nthat to destroy the church it would be better to act from the inside. Being proud, he took possession of the body of the highest dignitary of the Church, the Pope.
In that time, the Pope Hyginus was affected by a serious illness. Belial, full of cowardice took possession and from that moment, the features of the Holy Father began to change. A servant, Mirall realized this and begged the Almighty to send someone. The Archangel Miguaël, patron Saint against possession, "exorcist" as he was named later, was sent.
He gushed as fast as he could, his six wings beating out of breath, for if the church was falling the result would be terrible. He entered into the body of Hyginus, whose virtuous thoughts were trapped in a struggle against Belial.
Belial said:
| Citation: | "You dare to act against your own brother Miguaël?
Thou seest not how thy God uses you? |
To which Miguaël replied:
| Citation: | -You are no longer my brother Belial.
I disown you, Go back to where you came from, leave and return to the the abyss, only God is sovereign, God alone is the master. Only the virtues of this man shall man arise! ' |
While this confrontation took place, the sky and the earth seemed to also compete in a decisive battle, with much lightening and colour changes.
| Citation: | | "Go back where you came from, the prince of demons and let the soul of this man in peace, you hear?? |
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Belial, get thee behind me , Go back from where you came from!!! " |
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At this point, a flame sprung from the mouth of the possessed party Hyginus and crashed into the earth while the overlooking Night sky suddenly became calm and resumed its normal coloring.
Saint Miguaël ascended to heaven in glory seated on a cloud and accompanied by a thousand celestial voices singing the glory of God because only God is sovereign.
This happened in the year of grace 140. It was the last year of Hyginus as Pope.
By Garmon of Vaisuny.
Translated from Latin by Brother Sauvigny, Franciscan.
Translated by Teagan to English.
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The Archangels
« Hagiography of the Holy Archangel Raphaëlla, Archangel of faith »
Doubts
An old woman had been walking since the sun was setting. She ached a lot as she moved. For three months she had felt her strength diminishing and her legs gradually giving out, and yet she walked and walked, stopping only to sleep and gather her strength. She knew whom she would find. A man living in a little house, a one-eyed man much sought-after who called himself the 'one born out of time.' Night had now fallen, and this traveler was afraid, she didn't know where to sleep, and she didn't like the look of the path.
She continued to walk, faster, pressing herself now, determined to arrive as if her life depended on it. If she died then it would be finished. Oh, her parents hadtold her that after death she would live...that God was there to save her. But that was impossible, if God was there, there would not be so many miseries and lifewould not exist. Why be separated, only to return to Him after death. This story really did not hold true. That was going to be her case if she didn't arrive soon. The story of God was beginning to titillate her. She began to panic now. She was almost running, in any case the efforts that she put in were just as strong. This was no longer possible, in one gulp she turned and faced into the void (or so she believed) and screamed.
"If you exist, show yourself. Don't hide yourself away, even if you are incapable of loving what you created, or if you are unable to uphold your commitments, or if you must make this world suffer for your own pleasure. Show yourself!"
There was a thunderous rage already in the head of this poor woman as she waited for this God of whom she had heard so many speak but had never seen. What was most astonishing was that she, who didn't believe in anything, was persuaded that she was going to receive an answer.... an answer, certainly, she was going to have one, but very far from that which she expected. No matter what else might be upon her heart, from deep cried out the truth.
Revelation
Instead of the deadly currents that it had promised, a soft light flooded out, and it was impossible to know from where it came. It was as if even the darkness shone.
A voice made itself heard, coming from everywhere and nowhere at the same time. It was reassuring and seemed to come from the depths of time.
"Raphaella, Raphaella, why do you shout?
Your cries scatter into echoes in the mountains and disturb the course of the rivers. The little ones of the world are petrified with fear by your cries, and the wisest are made to fight."
The old woman didn't know how to answer. She was extremely touched by what she had just heard. Hearing the voice of God was always an extraordinary thing, but this was even more so because He called her by name. How long had it been since she was called by name? No one had ever used her name, not once since her father left. Nicknames had replaced her true name. Raphaella, whose heart was beginning to open again, still doubted and the fiery hatred in her eyes was not yet extinct.
What she had taken as an act of love at the beginning transformed with her anger into affront. Her soul wasn't ready to receive simple love, so it was impossible for her to receive the strongest love in existence. But, the absolute power of God and the knowledge that he had of his daughter began its work.
- "How dare you call me by my name, You, God of the blessed thoughts and the evil hand?"
- "Doesn't a father call his children by their first name?"
- "Yes, but a father cares for his children, he cherishes and loves them."
- "Isn't this what I do?"
By saying these words, God showed the Earth.
"Raphaella,
here is the layout of your life.
These footprints mark your steps."
- "If these footprints are my steps, whose footprints are alongside them?"
- "Those are mine, Raphaella, I have walked at your side since you came into the world."
- "And in the most difficult moments, there aren't two sets of footprints. Why weren't you there when I needed you the most?"
- "I was there, and if you don't see two sets of prints it's because then I was carrying you, my child."
Her heart of stone, so difficult to convince, became at that moment a heart of flesh. Raphaella understood then that she was in the presence of her father and, falling to her knees, she begged his forgiveness.
"Hold your tears, Raphaella, this is a joyous time, you believed wrongly but at least you stayed faithful to your thoughts. Now that you see, your conviction will save you and show others the path that I have traced for them.
- "Father,
why didn't you show yourself, why didn't you ever tell me that you were there?"
- "I did tell you, my child, but your ears wouldn't listen. I showed myself to you, but your eyes wouldn't see. I offered you my hand, but you wouldn't take it. And then I revealed myself to your heart, and you believed.
I let you to choose because you are free. You didn't want to receive me, so I didn't assert myself.
Your sought me, and I appeared.
Many questions are still knocking around inside you, but be patient. I will answer them in your heart at the proper time.
If you fall, I will lift you up."
Questions
From this moment on, the light melted into the landscape. Even though it wasn't as intense, Raphaella could see it, and this light guided her through the night. It could have showed her the path, but Raphaella knew it already. It could have clarified the darkness, but Raphaella had no need for that. Instead, this light showed her the inner path to her soul and drove out all darkness.
She had left Oanylone several days earlier, and the person she sought lived far away. He was one of the only to leave when the city was far from torments.
While walking, she continued to think about her meeting with God. He had acted like a father in this respect, he had acted like her true father who had left the city of Oane, one never knew why, and he who had given her so much, who had loved her so, had disappeared completely. This was one of the most touching things. God loves each of us--it's so beautiful but also difficult to believe. Why is there misery and misfortune? And why do some die before finding him? If she knew him, the answer to this last question came to her as an indisputable truth: God leaves men on Earth in total freedom. They have a choice between following his path or walking away from it, going where the great path cannot even be seen. There God was absent, or rather one refused to see him, because God is everywhere. God, although omnipotent, leaves man to his free will.
But then, if God leaves man to free-will in his own life, why does he play sometimes to the detriment of freedom or with the happiness of others? Why does the freedom of one encroach on the freedom of others?
She continued to walk, she must arrive at the hut. She was tired, more and more, but such a thirst for God resided in her that stopping seemed a waste of time.
She finished by finding the slum which surrounded the house for which she had been searching. She entered through what appeared to be a door and saw no one. There was nothing there but a parchment:
"When you were born, you didn't choose your brother.
Whoever he is, you must learn to live with, and live for, him.
If your brother radiates the love of God, then this love can join you together.
If, on the other hand, your brother turns away from this divine love, it falls to you to show it to him, as if your life depended on it.
But, what good is it to give your life for someone who doesn't want to see?
If you succeed, you give him a chance to join God and the angels after his death, and for this reason you will join them also.
If you fail, it's you will join them.
However, it is said also, don't linger on your brother if his eyes can't see, think and work for the greatest number because those for whom you have worked, they also can work for others.
Therefore, is it better to give your life to try to save one of them who doesn't want to be saved, or to give your life to save a multitude who have a burning desire to see?"
Raphaella read and understood everything. Each man is placed in a situation in which he can evolve, not only through God's desires or the evil inspired by the creature without name, but also according to the manner by which each brother and each sister use their free-will and liberty. The schemes of each, if not payed for on Earth, will be paid for when God comes to find them.
The obvious truth of this divine love transformed Raphaella. She knelt tearfully and prayed that the Lord, God of the Universe would give her the strength to serve him humbly and lovingly everywhere forever.
She prayed for an entire night and then rose in the morning filled with new assurance. She was confident, God was there in her, and she lived in Him.
An aura of benefaction and love shone around her. Even if eyes were unable to see it, the soul could sense it because the soul was, after love, the most powerful gift that God had given to man.
The First of Her Holy Acts
Raphaella approached Oanylone and sensed already the veil of discord that weighed on the city. Indeed, the Creature Without Name had sown doubt in their hearts so that they would turn away from the truth and before that she set off dimly sensing God's reaction.
More and more, the population was divided into two groups, those who remained faithful to God and those who, believing or not, were left penetrated by doubts.
Because these men were weak, they need only hear that God doesn't exist to turn away from him. It was easier to say that God did not love them and that there was no hope, than it was for them to see that any sin could be prevented by good sense.
Raphaella saw this weakness. She met with a handful of brothers and sisters to keep hopeful and maintain the firm conviction that God loves them. She prayed for each man to find the path to God, so that each one would see that he is not alone.
The conviction and assurance she showed proved that it was possible for her to preach, and she could convince many people with her words.
The Punishment
At this time, the divine punishment fell. It started with lighting crashing at the highest point in the sky, and then it rained entire rivers. One by one, men lost their lives. Then came tongues of fire running over each man. The worst were tossed into the eternal flames of the night star, where they were promised a new existence of suffering and fear.
Those who believed were also given a new life. They were elevated to the daytime star to be closer to the divine glory. Raphaella and six others were elevated to the rank of archangel in order to inspire the seven virtues for centuries and centuries.
Her Dispatching
One day on earth,
A man was in pain.
He loved God with all his heart, but he had never dared to proclaim to those around him the love that he carried within him.
His followers cursed God and never ceased to blaspheme.
The man didn't dare to respond. He was aware of his sin but couldn't act, constrained by his fear.
He returned to his house, one evening, and fell on his straw mattress in tears.
He confided in God the difficulties he had in assuming his faith in front of his friends. He said, crying even more beautifully, that he only dreamed of announcing his beliefs, but that he was afraid...
How could he dare proclaim his faith?
He couldn't stay like this, keeping God to himself, he must tell them... he must shout it to the whole world!
And so God, listening to his child, dispatched Raphaella with these words:
"Go Raphaella, that he will triumph!"
With a presence that one feels but doesn't see, Raphaella descended and met with the man.
The following day, when he went to see his friends, and they began to talk about God in negative terms, he failed saying nothing to them. Then, he sensed an invisible force near him, and, in a firm tone, he said that he didn't want for them to use the name of his God ill-advisedly. When he finished, no one said anything.
God was his God, thus no one should blaspheme when he could hear them!
At this moment, when his friends glanced at him with nasty expressions, when he failed to be paralyzed by fear, Raphaella breathed her breath into him and thus gave him a voice.
He then continued calmly, but his words had the force of a cry. "God loves us, you don't have the right to say that about him!"
However, the men surrounding him didn't understand and wouldn't leave him to think freely. They jumped on him and tore at his limbs.
He surrendered his soul that day, suffering horribly, but was proud that he had finally honored his beliefs.
Raphaella took the soul of this good man and presented it herself to the Almighty.
The Prayer
Raphaella filled the pure hearts of those who prayed to her with the strength to uphold their beliefs and behave accordingly, so that men are capable not only of wanting good, but also of doing good.
But even if she inspired the conviction, it was God who spoke through her mouth.
After the soul of the man inspired by Raphaella was returned to the sun, the assassins looked at one another. They had killed their own friend. Then, the corpse was engulfed with giant flames, which disappeared very quickly. The body remained intact, except that the torso was inscribed with the following, in gold letters:
Oscermine's Prayer to God.
Invocation of Saint Raphaella
O God!
You of whom I believe,
You who guide my steps,
Give me the strength to profess the majesty of Your Name
As well as the love and adoration that I feel for you.
Send me Your Archangel, Raphaella, so that she may walk at my side,
That I would not face alone the enemy of my faith and my beliefs.
That my action will obey my heart and that even my left hand will follow the commands of my right.
That my heart fears You.
And that I announce Your Holy Name.
God, deign to lift Your hand that Raphaella will descend and come to my aid.
Amen!
Translated by Venerable Eraine, Venerable Arynna, and the members of the Ordre of Saint Jérôme and released unto the English speaking faithful, 20th of April 1458.
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« Hagiography of the Holy Archangel Sylphaël, Archangel of acedia »
I, Nimrod Aggadoth witnessed the fall of Oanylone by the divine punishment of God and and I owe my salvation only to the fact that the Almighty gave me a mission to pass on to future generations this testimony, This story of all I have seen before my life passes......
The Incredible Story of Sylphaël of Hédon
In those final tumultuous times for the city of Oanylone there lived a young man named Sylphaël of Hédon. He was a pillar of light in society. He shone at all tasks he attempted. He was gifted with an extraordinary talent in all the arts he attempted, yet what he was most famous for was his ability to enjoy each and every moment of life. He found pleasure in the simplest of things, and was constantly happy.
Sylphael often crossed paths with two accomplices in the tavern, Colomba the beautiful who was always happy and Lucifer the Moody, who would often become depressed. Lucifer would drink to excess, and Lucifer would become violent while Columba would often suffer from the outbursts of Lucifer. This gave rise to the saying "When Lucifer drinks its Columba who pays". Sylphaël, the king of night and entertainment in Oanylone savoured all wines, but did not drink to excess and would take his lyre and play for the gathering in the tavern. He would sing the tales of Oane, for there was much wisdom in the tales and all could benefit from them.
The crowd would light their torches as he sang and played.
Often the next day at dawn and after he had found new sources of delight in studying the stories of Oane with Colomba, it was not uncommon to see Sylphaël prepare a tea for Lucifer, whose features were ruined from fighting or drinking and he would be nauseous and pale.
Sylphael would lecture Lucifer on moderation and state "you confuse enjoyment and happiness, my poor Luke!" as Lucifer would be spending the day in mortification, self regret and humiliation as his deeds from the night before came back to haunt him. Sylphael would continue and state "you move from extreme pleasure to extreme depression, from one extreme to the other, like a weather vane in a storm, so your body is ill from all these excesses and then withdrawals and deprivations".
Some time later, the voluptous Colomba, succumbing to the charming Sylphaël married. However, despite their happiness, the young couple were worried about their friend, who like many other inhabitants of Oanylone, was sinking ever more severely into a bottomless pit, combining the practice of disturbing sexual customs by night, and making strange prayers during the day, lying prostrate and naked on top of a column under the watchful eye of the creature without name. The nameless one was working now everywhere in the city, emerging out of the darkness, and gathering prey from the weak among the ruins of the city. For the hour of retribution had begun, and the blows of God were raining down.
Rebellion corrupt
The Nameless Creature found helpers easily, they were the most debauched of the city and numbered the seventh and final of them was Lucifer. The seven would broadcast their evil thoughts with disconcerting ease, instilling in the misguided and afraid such crazy ideas such as
"God created the rich to give to the poor in paradise"
"humans will recover their possessions if they doubt the weakness of God "
" Eternity is a long time, especially towards the end "
They fueled so much anger that a massacre was triggered. One morning we found ourselves in the rubble and gutted and dead among many others, the body of Colomba was found. It was the first time I saw Sylphaël collapse in sadness, and it was at that exact moment the city finally collapsed fully.
Temptation
Two days later, while the surviving inhabitants of the ruined city fled, I saw Sylphaël running in all directions before finally settling in a ruined alley. His complexion was pale. He gave me this story: "Last night I woke up suddenly feeling the presence of a body under my sheets and pressed against my form: it seemed to weigh on my side and wrap around my legs until she strangled me completely. I was seized with great anxiety as I thought I recognized this as the body of Colomba, my late wife!
As the terror was overcoming me, I was also partly filling with a wave of tenderness for her as I thought I knew what she must be feeling. Coming to my senses I realised I was experiencing an extraordinary spell. It took all my strength of will and mind not to give in to this abominable thing.
Probably paralyzed by intense fear, I had the greatest difficulty in moving and I was imprisoned as though I was in a vice. After endless seconds I managed to reach out to the oil lamp (I had one thought that light would help me confront the spell and shed light on its origins) but the flame did not light.
So, in a panic, as I struggled with despair because I thought I was going to die, I kept yelling "go away" in an unbroken litany, getting louder and louder as I feared becoming a victim of the evil force.
My pulse was racing, my heart was beating so fast I thought it would explode, when the thing loosened her grip and I felt nothing anymore. I turned on the lamp and this time, strangely, the light worked.
The rest of the night I meditated on this attempted possession by the Unspeakable Creature and the state of listlessness, which almost killed me when I was petrified with fear.
I came to the conclusion we must accept God's wrath, and this city, it is we who have condemned it to destruction, and that I'll join the group of the righteous!
"Forgive me my friend," I said, "but how do you hope you embody a virtue whose existence was entirely devoted to pleasure? "
Sylphaël said, "but because it is under the same pleasure, God gave us senses to enjoy life and the love of life is Love" without pausing he went to pray to save the world in the company of the Other Righteous gathered at the Seventh Gate.
Oanylone the city of built in the shape of a sphere had eight cardinal gates corresponding to subdivisions and the West Gate was the seventh.
I watched Sylphaël long into the sunset. This was the last time I saw him. Infinitely more cowardly, I hastily left the city without arms or baggage, before the final chaos.
There were seven of virtue against seven that were corrupted.
Among the companions that had left the city and I met later, some had observed from afar the final cataclysm, the sinking of the city and their testimony as consistent on this point, seven silhouettes were seen, sucked into the fiery sun beams.
This made me happy knowing that Sylphaël had been accepted into the solar paradise, as all his life he had been beaming with happiness.
With the last breath of my life I began hastily writing and sketching so that I could transmit the memories and images of Oanylone the great city of the world to the survivors. May humanity always remember the example of the righteous and the punishment of the proud.
The scroll of this manuscript was found beyond the great plain in one of the ancient caves in Dunhuang Mogao and brought to Rome by Brother William of Rubrouck approximately two hundred years ago in the year 1260. Translated into English by Teagan, May 1461.
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« Daemonographie of Asmodeus, Prince of lust »
A precocious child
Long ago was born at Samarra, a small farming village near Oanylone, a child that his parents named Asmodeus. He was vigorous and full of life. His eyes were a deep and bewitching black. His face was beautiful to the point that he could be mistaken for an angel. But great was the surprise of his parents when the found on his body a strange deformity. Since they had not invented hot water and that the thing seemed out of the ordinary, they decided to go see the old Gideon, healer of profession and living far away from mankind.
The latter was an old fellow, shriveled by years and who had kept his faith in Jah intact. He took the infant for its mother's arm, placing it on a table and slowly undoing the swaddling clothes in order to examine it. Great was his stupor. The infant did not have one sex, it had two! It was both female and male. He then turned towards the parents.
"You have given birth to an extraordinary being. This is beyond my skills. I do not know if this is a message that is sent to you by the Almighty or if ... "
He had been unable finish his sentence. He hastily redressed the newborn child and returned it to the couple who was waiting for an answer to their anxiety.
"You must not come back here with this child. I advise you to turn yourselves to Jah and pray again and again. As for... him, love him as best you can and turn it away from Evil. "
It is in fear and worry that the little family returned home. It is in this atmosphere that the child grew.
As soon as he could walk, trouble began plaguing the father and the mother.
Asmodeus was particularly fond of observing animals in the barnyard. He was amazed every day to see them move, eat, and issue the most curious sounds. But it was above all fascinated to see them mate. Each time, it would put him in the greatest emotions. He uttered little cries that seemed to accompany the animals in their reproduction. He clapped his hands with each virile manifestation from the billy goat or the bull. Despite his father's scoldings, threats, and strikes, nothing worked.
At five years of age, he tried some "experiments" on animals. He now knew very well the habits of species that lived around him. He decided to change the natural order of things, placing the dog on the sow or the cat on the duck. There led to cruel injuries that did not diminish his enthusiasm.
The Revelation
At the age of ten, while attending the harvest in July, an event occurred that changed his life. It was the end of the day; most of the peasants had gone home. He was alone in a field in the middle of piles of thatch expertly erected at regular intervals. He was watching a couple of beetles that were climbing on top of each other. Suddenly, his attention was diverted by hoarse noises that seemed to come from a grinding wheel. Attracted by these unusual sounds, he decided to approach as quietly as possible. There, he discovered something he had never seen before: a man and a woman, completely naked, their entwined bodies overflowing with sensuality and adopting animal postures that were very familiar to him. He did not show himself, watching as long as he could, feeling in the depths of his body unusual emotions.
Once back home, he did not sleep that night, his spirit being totally devoured by what he had just seen.
The next morning was like a second birth for him. He now looked at the girls and boys of his age in completely different manner. His genital constitution made him feel attracted evenly by one sex or the other. He approached all the boys and all the girls in his village, the lovely and beautiful, small and large, lean and fat.
His method was unorthodox to say the least. The approach was often brutal, resembling a violent Soule tackle, which ended with a tumble into a ditch or stream. The partner would struggle, screaming, clawing, biting, banging and finally managing to tear themselves from, not without having lost part of his breeches or her dress.
The scenario was repeated during a whole week. At the end, many village residents, angered by this intolerable conduct, stormed the family farm and missed by a hairbreadth the little Asmodeus who, terrorized, fled without a second thought.
Arrival at Oanylone
Oanylone was, at that time, the largest city that the earth bore. The city housed within it probably more than a million people. But acedia had won the hearts and corrupted the souls. The majority of the inhabitants had turned away from Jah. It is in this context taht arrived the little small Asmodeus, still in shock from what he had just experienced.
He wandered for days and days on the streets, living by robbery and begging. He slept at night directly on the floor, in the middle of the most vile and despicable part of the city. Dirty as sin, muddy like a goat, his steps took him by chance in a district of the city that was very different from the others. Women of small virtues sold their charm to passing men. Some were still young and fresh, others worn and withered by the "toil". He noticed one of them, redhead, stronger than average and with a generous womanly chest. He approached and reached out with his hand, as if to grab a forbidden fruit. It was indeed a forbidden fruit, since a heavy slap of the hand reminded him of his age and condition.
The woman began ranting words in a dry and fast tone.
"Say the louse, do you think yourself permitted to do everything? And from where does this brat come from? Grime covered like you are, I give you a week before busting your nose in the creek."
She burst into a loud and hearty laugh, both hands on her hips, taking as witness the women around her as well as bystanders. She bent down a bit to look more closely at Asmodeus, taking his chin in his hands.
"And yet, under your darkness, you are pretty damn cute. If you were just a bit older, we would give you the good J ... "
She could not finish the sentence. Like a snake on his prey, Asmodeus had placed his lips on hers, making the woman pull back in surprise. She started to laugh even more vulgarly then previously.
"I definitely like you! Come with me inside, I want to show you a few things, just to teach you the way of life."
The room they entered was dark because it had no windows. Torches were dimly lighting the inside, that consisted of four beds arranged at each of the four corners. What served as a bed was actually a thin mattress filled with straw and the frolicking could be hidden from the eyes of visitors by a fabric that was hanging all around the bed. On the walls, Asmodeus could not believe his eyes. Erotic scenes showed naked men and women, sometimes in acrobatic positions and often surreal. He realized that he had much to learn.
The strong woman literally snatched him onto her bed. She undressed slowly before him, showing abundant forms and unsightly bulges. Then, she began to do the same thing to the child. A cry rang out. She could not restrain her surprise at Asmodeus' sexual anomaly.
"My opinion is that you have a bright future all mapped out for you!"
And on that day, he lost his virginity.
The city sank into immorality.
He lived for many years with this woman, becoming her lover, sharing her bed and her clients. He was particularly active and impressive, multiplying the acts frenetically as if his life depended on it.
While growing old, his body developed itself and took shape. A firm breast embellished his chest. He decided to let his beautiful black hair grow but did keep his man clothes. He had become the center of interest for all the depraved people of the city.
His reputation was so well known that he once got introduced at the king’s court in Oanlynone. This man was all evil. He was dishonest, greedy and rapacious. At all time, he was surrounded by women and flatterers. Orgies were followed by more orgies, feasts by binges. God has abandoned this place. He heard about this mysterious young man, capable of providing unprecedented pleasures. He had him sent for it.
Asmodeus appeared in court one day, when the party was in full swing. Tables and chairs were turned round, bodies lying on the ground. Most were naked , entwined, clamped and as if chained by pleasure. Some slaves, also naked, trying to somehow step over men and women embracing each other in obscene positions. They brought, on ivory plates, all the necessary ingredients for orgiastic pleasures.
When the king saw him enter the room, he pushed as best as he could the half-dozen drunken beings that were piled at his side. He stood up and stared into his eyes. All around him, men and women participating in this bacchanal, one after the other, stopped their work and turned their eyes on the newcomer. The silence was so complete.
Asmodeus stepped forward. He wore a white frock, which contrasted with his aura of deep black and the dark color of her hair. Slowly he bared his shoulders and threw the garment shamelessly to the ground, showing his disconcerting anatomy to all. He crossed the room. People parted in his passage. He went to meet the king, who said nothing, and he threw himself on him in a bestial manner. People gave a wild cry and the party started up again, as if everyone now felt liberated.
Asmodeus became the lover or the mistress of the king, depending on the chosen point of view. He acted as a catalyst for all the sexual energy of the court who, from now on, did not know any limit anymore.
More importantly, this example coming from above spread in the upper layers of society and then touched the rest of the inhabitants of the city.
In homes, in the streets or gutters, fields or barns, everything was debauchery and lust. Turpitude and vice had replaced the virtue and faith. Men had forgotten God, keeping their soul for pleasures only.
The fall
There was one being who, most of all, enjoyed the degeneration of the city. God had given him no name and he took delight in seeing how the work of the divine was degraded.
At that moment, the sky did fill up with dark and menacing clouds. A violent wind started to blow. The Almighty spoke to the inhabitants of the city.
“Although I gave you my love, you turned away and preferred listening to the words of the one who has No Name. You preferred letting yourselves go into the earthly pleasures instead of being grateful to me.”
He added: “I created for you a place called Hell. I put this place on the moon where the worst among you will remain and will suffer eternal torments to redeem your sins. In 7 days, your city will be destroyed by the flames. Those of you who will have stayed there will spend an eternity in Hell. However, I am magnanimous. Those of you who will do penance, will spend the rest of time on the sun, where is the paradise.”
After those terrible words, all men and women looked at each other without moving. They all feared their destiny. Many of them decided to leave this doomed city.
But the Creature with No Name, cunning and sneaky personification of the evil, decided to act. It chose among the ones who stayed there, seven people who were each in their style a mass of humanity’s darkness. Asmodeus was one of them. The one that cannot be named did convince him that God would never dare to act as he said and that his decision was only a mark of jealousy. Thanks to the influence Asmodeus had on the king, he could in turn persuade him, the entire court and a large part of the inhabitants, to get back to the pleasure and the licentiousness.
Nevertheless, a few righteous persons gathered around a woman named Raphaëlle who was inhabited by the spirit of God. She was member of a group of seven persons whose eyes had been opened by the godly speech and who were full of the love of God.
She roamed the city in all directions, preaching repentance and directly opposing Asmodeus. She was ardently convinced of possessing the truth and many did follow her and saved their soul by doing so. But most Humans preferred to return to their vices.
Seven days later, a very powerful earthquake did hit the city. The ground broke. Wide gaps appeared, releasing flames. In a few moments, Oanylone disappeared in the depths of earth. God had hit the ungodly city with his anger. All the dead did show in front of the Almighty in order for him to judge them. Raphaëlle and the six other human beings became Archangels next to God while those who were following them became angels.
Asmodeus and the six other men who had chosen the creature with No Name have been sent to the moon. God placed them in a cold and lifeless location where there is a permanent mist. Their bodies transformed and became hideous and terrifying. Asmodeus received an abominable snake head with a disproportionate tongue. He has been given four pairs of breasts and a phallus of elephantine length. He was forced to carry it on his shoulder in order not to tread on it. His lustful instincts had been increased tenfold and he tormented day and night the unfortunate who were lost in hell, and he continually irritated his brothers demons by pursuing them with her passions.
Thus he was doomed to live perpetually in the plains of hell.
For the record, some have retained a few words of Asmodeus, pronounced in his lifetime:
| Citation: | - Of all the sexual aberrations, the worst is chastity.
- A woman sexually fulfilled is much more open.
- We need to teach people to use their sex like the spoon and the fork.
- In terms of sexual love, appetite comes with changing. |
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The Demon Princes
« Daemonographie of Azazel, Prince of gluttony »
His Arrival to the World, already a Rupture
Azazel came into the world at Oanylone, which a long time before had become a prosperous city. Its inhabitants began to live richly and, without completely turning away from the Most High, the first fruits of its fall inevitably appeared. His parents, who were in their forties, decided to have a child in the same way that they would decide to buy something. Without children for almost 22 years, on a flash of inspiration, the two spouses, Céline and Rene, turn towards a pregnant woman and offered to adopt her young child, making her believe that it would be a much better environment at their home. The young woman, whose father had fled with a beautiful seductress, eventually gave in and accepted at the request of the couple. Thus, Azazel, born poor, went to live in luxury and opulence, surrounded by demanding parents but not a true parental love.
Azazel was quickly left on his own. Nothing forbidden ... except not to disturb his parents. In exchange? Access to everything, yes to everything. The child king enjoyed no limits. From a puny nature at birth, Azazel had become unrecognizable. He was soon known for his early stoutness which earned him the nickname 'the greedy'. His height imposed fear within his companions. His overall roundness, his fat and puffy fingers, surprised everyone who saw him. His smile and his eyes were hard to stand for whomever approached him that much; they disengaged with enmity and disdain.
He was difficult to be around with friends in this situation. However, Azazel cultivated his loneliness and his rudeness. The eyes of others left him indifferent. He even added some. And when he decided differently, one should not be in his way. The more Azazel grew, the more his strength increased tenfold over the years. As a teenager, he already possessed a herculean strength. On the other hand, the little time spent to educate him made him stupid and lazy.
Acedia reigned supreme within the household. The consequences were disastrous for Azazel. He only heard about the Most High and Oane very late. That was why he did not understand why the Most High created the world and installed the humans as his favorite species. He strove to affirm to anyone who would listen that the Most High had been unjust to his sheep. He could not identify perversion, mockery, and sadism with his eyes as the temptations were numerous.
Contempt and renunciation of faith and the principles of virtue
One day, when Azazel was doing his main business, eating and drinking at a stall, he met a servant of Oane. The latter was stunned to see such an energetic act in this way:
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Servant of Oane : "My young friend, can I join your table?"
Azazel : "Do so, dear friend, and serve yourself"
Servant of Oane : « Thank you. But I just had lunch, and that's enough for me. »
Azazel : "And your pleasure? Take and enjoy. These are delicious dishes."
Servant of Oane : « My child, do you not want to repent from the weakness you show? Know that gluttony will break the bonds that unite men and women»
Azazel : "Repentance? What a deal for so few benefits. Look around you; everyone goes about their business without worrying about others, and you, you allow yourself to make a judgment on my appetite. What a waste of time!»
Servant of Oane: "There is no waste of time here, your moderation depends on your future in the kingdom of the Most High."
Azazel : "You seem to forget something, My servant. The kingdom of the Most High is temperance and moderation and, well, I do not want it.
As soon as I get up, I want to be able to eat as I please. All day long, I want to wallow in the food in quantity and so much so that once satiated I still have room for the pleasure of eating. The desire, the joy it gives me, is enough for me."
Servant of Oane: "But,…"
Azazel : "It is enough. You annoy me and I do not want to spoil my pleasure to listen to your nonsense.”
Servant of Oane: "The mercy and patience of the Most High has its limits which you have just crossed. I guess in you the future turns darkest and tortured.
Azazel : And although it is like this: This world and these principles to which I aspire please me. And, believe me, it will please more than one. Your Most High can not be very cautious about such thing. But, by the way, when you meet him, tell him that my table is reserved for him ...
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And the faithful retreated to go to join his brothers. Among these brothers were a certain George and a young girl Galadrielle. "I tell you my friends... Oanylone sees its last moments. The Most High can not let these beings act in this way any longer. It can not be this way. It's inconceivable. The gluttony I have just witnessed has convinced me of this idea, if I have ever had any doubts."
The servant of the nameless Beast
At the death of his parents, Azazel inherited a considerable fortune. It did not take much for this young man to live a life of debauchery and corruption. The festivities he organized were sumptuous and all the young bourgeois of the city were present. There were some for all the vices and all the debauches.They had a real orgy there and, the more time passed, the longer they went on into the night and the days that followed.
The food and the wine were in abundance, men and women satiated their most vile desires. Anyone trying to act with modesty, abstinence, and rationality fell in public vengeance. They suffered the wrath of these beings every moment of their lives.This harassment broke the weakest. Only a few faithful resisted. This young, reproachable Azazel was reluctant to cultivate and educate himself so much that the universities were emptying more and more.
The work which was a synonym for slavery was hated and uninspiring only shaming to those who continued to live in virtue. At the slightest desire, Azazel and his disciples were using, or should we say stealing, everything along their way.
As the instigators of evil progressively undermined them, it was logical that they united to install a climate of sins.
The fight and the decay
The Most High launched his anger against the city and the servants of Evil. The battle lasted seven days. The fight was rough and initially uneven. But, overestimating their strength, the evil ones first lost some fights and, finally, the battle.
Azazel, in this fight, did honor to his titanic strength. Each coup was badly worn by the servants of the omnipotent. His fury and anger were equal to his valor in combat and his hatred of those pious "knights“ of good.
The fight would have been favorable to Azazel if his men, filled with fear and cowardice, had not betrayed him when they saw the seven future archangels heading towards him. Abandoned by all, Azazel continued the struggle, and it was only on the sixth day that he bent. Using the chains forged by the Most High himself, the prince of gluttony was presented to the Creator...
Azazel : great butler and sommelier of hell.
Azazel, defeated, was presented towards the Most High. The glutton did not show any humility and it was with insolence that he looked right into the eyes of the merciful.
| Citation: | "Me repent? Listen to me, oh so glorious, most grand. I come to you defeated and beaten. The victory today belongs to you. But even if I would return back, I will fight for the creature without name. The loser wishes you to savor your victory because I tell you, I will never abdicate. My fight alongside what you call evil is my destiny and my good pleasure. And if you are not convinced yet, then hear this:
I deny you who claims to be our God, our superior.
I believe in you as creator of heaven and earth.
I denounce and wish to claim your fall.
Because there can be no judge.
I promise fidelity to my hatred and my fight against your will.
I aspire to a world of freedom where everyone acts as he sees fit.
I renounce your values that constrain us and alienate us.
I call for rebellion against your will.
May your servants turn their backs on you.
May their eyes open to your message, your lie.
May all see your delusion and your manipulation.
Oh, I promise you, here, before You, to fight to destroy you.
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At these words, the Mist High stood up and, with all his greatness and magnificence, he sent Azazel to the moon.
On the moon, since his fall, Azazel saw his body change to take a very particular form. He was nothing more than a huge mass of evil. Grand sommelier and butler, he makes sure that the souls of the fallen souls are thirsty.
Translated by Caillen Jolieen MacKinnon Rose, reviewed and finalized by Conradh MacKinnon
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The Demon Princes
« Daemonographie of Belial, Prince of pride »
Birth of Belial
Adiguaelle, wife of Théophile, was a virtuous woman. In the great city of Oanylone, this one took care of the poor and the needy. All her time was devoted to the latter. She passed through the filthy streets, reaching out those who were forgotten by the richest, since the inequalities in Oanylone were more and more pronounced. The rich involved themselves in opulence and lust, while the poorest became envious, jealous, and filled with anger.
It was in these circumstances that Adiguaelle fell pregnant. She and her husband and were very happy and continued to live in the Divine love, despite every day, around her, people were slandering and spitting on her happiness. Why should she be happy? She had to suffer as all around her were suffering from misery. And it was in these circumstances of anger and jealousy that her sons were born. The first was named Miguaël, which accordingly to a legend meant "give and love" and the other was called Belial, which meant "give and you receive".
Adiguäelle was exhausted by the labor as much as by the situation in the street that worried her. She did not suspect that the Unnamed Creature was fomenting the vilest nightmares against her family, since it was nourishing the pain, the anger and the hatred against the rich and the happy. And one night, when the family of Theophilus did not expect it, the crowd turned into a cloud of rage that fell upon them. In an ultimate instinct of survival, Theophilus took Miguael and his brother from her mother's hands and, after kissing them, hid them in a box. He barely had closed the box when those for whom Adiguaëlle worked every day entered. The men yelled at Theophilus and stabbed him before he could defend himself. Adiguaelle was raped over and over before being gutted. The blows succeeded each other, the blade passing from hand to hand, each carrying a fatal blow to the poor woman's body. But the children, in their box, were spared, since no one saw them.
Childhood of Belial
It is not known how, but the two children were saved from the ensuing fire. Was it a complaisant lady who helped them or the Nameless Creature who forgot them? No one really knows.
However, we know with certainty that they were gathered by Menopus, an elderly and pious man who knew nothing of the origin of these "loves" as he liked to call them, and did not want to know anything about them. He gave these little ones the milk he produced thanks to his cow Minerva. These two young boys grew up without ever separating. There was such a bond between them which went beyond friendship and fraternal love, but unfortunately one of them would eventually turn away.
The two brothers grew far from the temptations of the Nameless Creature. Belial breathed piety and continued to look after others rather than himself. He remained close to his brother Miguael, who, too, turned to his neighbor as Menopus had taught them. But Belial knew nothing of his parents and this bothered him. How did Menopus find them? What had happened to his parents so that no one around them had ever speak of them?
The temptation of Belial
One evening, when he had spent a long day of labor, Belial remained meditating on the roof of their house. The roof of their house offered a terrace which allowed him to see a large part of Oanylone. He remained there, long hours, asking himself questions about his past, his parents and his situation. A shadow came to him and wrapped it gently. The young boy was not frightened at all.
Belial: Who are you? You who come to see me at nightfall, are you a friend or an enemy?
Nameless Creature: I do not have a name because I can be whatever you want, Belial. Look around you. Why to privilege the others especially when they have nothing to offer you?
Belial: Because they need me...
Nameless Creature: So, serve the rich because they will pay you so you will not work for nothing...
Belial: I have never worked for nothing. These people need me and if I did not do it, who will do it for me?
Nameless Creature: What do they give you in exchange? Nothing. They plague you because the more you give them, the more they ask you. Turn away from them, for they will make you unhappy.
That evening, Belial remained thoughtful long after the Shadow disappeared. Why to work to death while the rich could cover him with gold? This thought grew in him as the Shadow came to see him again and again, corrupting his mind.
The corruption of Belial
Thus, he began to ask the poor to pay him, a thing that they could not do. Then he stopped helping them, turning himself to idleness and sin. His vanity and pride had become visible in the eyes of all. Belial had become a handsome man and on his face, increasingly, his greed was taking shape. He gave himself only to the rich to receive more and more, turning away from his brother who lived in humility. Miguael begged him to return to his word and continue to serve those who really needed him, but his brother laughed at these words. Belial now wore an emaciated face and a long, black cloak threadbare everywhere. Those around him said that demonic horns were growing up on his head. But Belial did not bother about that. He knew from now on that every one of his gestures was of inestimable value. No one could be more pious than he was, selling his advice and services expensively.
Men began to believe in him and listened to his word. Belial advocated his superiority over the common. No one had more talent than him. His fingers became long and angular to better grasp the gold he amassed. He felt indispensable to the city, he knew he was indispensable to the city.
Representation of Belial at its damnation
The eternal damnation
Belial had become one of the most powerful and most listened men of Oanylone. While the Shadow whispered to his ear, he exhorted the crowds to find traitors like his brother who continued to listen the false precepts that Oane had distilled in everyone's mind. Very soon, Belial the Proud was part of the Inaudiendis (n.b: in Latin, those who do not hear) with six other blasphemers who, during the seven days given by the Most High before the destruction of the city, preached against the Creator and His works against the seven Men which represented the seven virtues, in which his brother Miguael was included.
And, when the Wrath of the Most High came upon the city, cracking the land and flooding the streets with the fire coming from the center of the earth, he was among the damned, along with everyone else that stayed in the metropolis, convinced by the insidious words of the Nameless Creature. The Inaudiendis were sent to the depths of the abysses of the Lunar Hell, where the fire rages and the sinners are tortured.
If you see, all beings of the creation are sinners, but the Most High, in His great goodness has proposed forgiveness, and who does not accept to receive it, keeps his sin and will suffer until the end of times. In his damnation, Belial turned into a terrible creature. It is said that today he has the body of a fiery horse and the head of a rabid bull.
The exorcism of Belial
At the beginning of the Church, the Church was still frail, and Belial thought that, to better destroy it, it was necessary to act from within. Always so proud, he decided to take possession of the body of the highest dignitary of the Church: the Pope. At that time, Pope Hygin was struck by a serious illness; Belial, filled with cowardice, took possession of him, and from that moment the traits of the Holy Father began to change. A servant, Mirall, realized this and begged the Most High to send someone. The Archangel Miguaël, patron saint of the counter-possession, later named exorcist, was sent.
He departed as fast as he could, his six wings flapping until losing his breath; if the Church fell now the result would be atrocious. He entered Hygin's body, his virtuous thoughts had to stood out, but on his side Belial also struggled.
Belial: «You dare to intervene against your own brother, Miguaël? Do not you see that your God is using you?»
Miguael: «You are no longer my brother, Belial. I deny you, go back where you come from, come back to populate the abyss, only God is sovereign, only God is the master. That only the virtues of this man arise!»
While this confrontation unfolded, the Solar Paradise and the Lunar Hell also seemed to clash in a decisive battle.
Miguael: «Return from where you come, Prince of Demons and leave the soul of this man in peace, do you hear? Vade retro Belial! Go back where you come from!»
At that moment, a flame sprung from the mouth of the possessed and went crashing far away in the star dominating the Night as the sky resumed its normal tincture.
Saint Miguael ascended to heaven in glory, seated on a cloud and accompanied by a thousand celestial voices singing the glory of God because only God is sovereign. |
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The Demon Princes
« Daemonographie of Beelzebub, Prince of avarice »
The Birth and Childhood of Beelzebub
As Oanylone began its long descent to the abyss of sin and was already sitting on the ruins of virtue, Beelzebub, son of Grodass and Irenaeus, was born. Weighing six kilograms and sixty centimeters, he took many hours to leave his mother's womb and left the latter almost dead with fatigue. Exhausted and bruised in her body, a serious infection prevailed a few days later, leaving the good Grodass struggling with a small monster as big as he was insatiable.This man, a farmer renowned for the quality of his production, known for his kindness and his good nature, did not know how to raise the boy, indeed, so far, only his wife had taken care of this needy business, that was why he decided to take an au pair. His brother Guignol and Pimpon, laughed madly at the coming of this little being who, in the end, only represented one more mouth to feed. Beelzebub was thus breast-fed until the advanced age of five, his father showed him little affection, much too much taken by his work in the fields, but that did not prevent him from growing up raised by a woman hard and chubby, answering to the sweet name of Rita. The woman did not like this child, whom she found ugly and unsightly and added that an infant who had killed his mother to come into the world was already walking on dark roads, so she made life as hard as possible, passing him nothing and teaching him only the minimum.
At around eight, when he was old enough to do without his stepmother, Beelzebub was taken away by Grodass, who decided to have his son accompany him to the fields, just to show him how to grow the grain and teach him some basic principles and values. Thus, every day, whether in rain, wind, or snow, the little man would get up at dawn and accompany his father to cultivate his land. The latter was never stingy with advice, most of which was aimed at making the kid an accomplished peasant:
| Citation: | - "Do you see my son, a penny is a penny, preciously keep the least penny because it is important!"
- "Use your head, damn it! You must learn to sell and trade, otherwise, what will you do with your grain?"
- "Do not forget that if you want to be the best, you have to be convinced that you are the best"
- "Do not think of others, think of yourself because it is you who will manage everything!"
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It is granted that today, such concepts have little meaning but it does not preclude that these precepts were those which marked the life of this young child. Thus, Beelzebub began very early to understand what made a land a good land, he quickly understood also how to trade and what to play to make the best profits. He did not care about his siblings, preferring to rub shoulders with his father who saw him as a promising successor. The latter often put him forward when he sold the fruit of his labor to the market, telling whoever wanted to hear that he would take his place when he died. This made his older brothers grow up with jealousy and animosity that gradually turned into visceral hatred so that they subjected him to a great deal of abuse and beat and jabbed him every time they passed each other. The young Beelzebub then cultivated an image of himself, sealed in pride and arrogance, thinking that if his own brothers cursed him, it was because he was better than them. The older he got, the closer he got to Grodass and the farther away from Pimpon and Guignol. He had become a prince in the eyes of his father and mortal enemy to his elders. Thus, Beelzebub thought only of himself and his future, he had become indifferent to his relatives, only his father still had his highest esteem.
Ascension and accession to fortune
When he was barely fifteen, his father Grodass, now worn out and aged by decades of work that persisted without fail, came to him. He asked him to sit down and listen to what he had to say to him:
| Citation: | | -"My son...I'm old and tired … look at me, I'm bent like an old shrew and I have not enjoyed my good years. You're the only one in the family who can build on what I've built over the years. These lands, my lands, are henceforth yours, and your brothers who cultivate for me, will have to help you. I trust you know how to sell, you know how to grow the best wheat and corn!" |
Beelzebub was proud that his father left him everything he had, even though he was ten years younger than his next youngest brother. He could not help asking:
| Citation: | | -"But father, what are you going to do with your time now? Will you abandon me as my mother did?" |
Grodass had always thought that before the end of his life he would have made great journeys, he knew it was time for him to leave and explained this to his son before leaving the family home forever. He had instructed him to announce this to his brothers and give them each a letter he had written for them. No one heard from him, and no one ever heard any news of Grodass in Oanylone. The young Beelzebub waited until his father had left the family home to tear up the letters he had to hand over and, knowing that his brothers would not be in the opinion of their father, decided at the time to hire a man at arms to protect what had been transmitted to him. He made some connections and found the man who needed him, a freed slave from the north, tall as a tree and strong as a rock, gashed and scarred, naming himself Astaroth. When Pimpon and Guignol returned from the fields, they found a closed door, and Beelzebub appeared behind them with his bodyguard at his side. It was with ferocity and assurance that he told them these few words:
| Citation: | | -"Father has gone off! He left me his lands and dwellings, henceforth everything that was his is mine! Out of question, that two shirkers like you, who have benefited shamefully from their father to screw around for years, benefit today from the fruit of his labor. I keep your belongings and the rest, leave! If, unfortunately, you want to return to my lands, I'll send you Astaroth, who will then take you from life to death, so stop and do not come back!" |
Beelzebub gestured to Astaroth, who approached the two men, then slapped them and threw them on the ground; the two brothers, put lower than anything, had no choice but to leave without asking for their rest. Thus began the ascent of Beelzebub. He took advantage of what he had learned, replaced his brothers with employees he had exploited on the market and he paid poorly, knowing that he would always have the manpower to accept the work. His fields gave great harvests because he was a connoisseur of cultures, so he began to earn a lot of money. But that was not enough for him, he knew he was the best but wanted more, he had put aside all he had earned and spent only when he was forced. Over the years, he decided to acquire other lands so that he became a great landowner recognized for his sense of commerce and especially for his intransigence in business. His products, he always drew the best profits, and what he earned, he kept at home in a safe, going so far as to avoid spending any money if it was not strictly necessary. For almost ten years, Beelzebub's eyes found grace only in himself, he developed an oversized ego, strutting in Oanylone, saying to whoever wanted to hear him that he was the best and the only one able to produce grain.
At the dawn of his thirties, Beelzebub had acquired, by his intelligence and persuasiveness, half of Oanylone's cereal crops, his home had become a domain and his nest egg had turned into a fortune. Where others were taking advantage of their wealth, he forbade anyone to approach his properties; his faithful Astaroth at his side, he was feared and respected but also envied and frowned upon. Every month, the envoys of the leaders came to see him and asked him if he would not give some of his goods to help the community, each time Beelzebub told them:
| Citation: | | - "What? Dilapidate my fortune? I worked hard to amass all this and no one but me will benefit! I'm good and my crops are the best! Get out of my house and tell them that, in my lifetime, they will not have anything from me!" |
Thus, each time, the envoys left with discomfited expressions and reported to their rulers, testifying to the selfishness of Beelzebub and his inability to understand the concept of collective interest. To those who rumbled in front of the gates of his domain, the landlord sent his guard to terrorize them. To those who said he had more enemies than friends, Beelzebub replied that he did not care to have friends because they were first and foremost spongers.
The dream and the revelation
Beelzebub was thirty-five years old, and one night, when the heat of the summer had become unbearable, when he had great trouble falling asleep, he had a strange dream. He saw himself walking on a long desert road, alone, no light except the moonlight, no hovel, nothing but this winding road. As he walked aimlessly, a creature made of shadow appeared. Beelzebub stopped and tried to see his face, but he saw only a shadow; when he asked who was facing him, he had only silence to answer. It was when he went on his way that the creature told him:
| Citation: | The shadow : "Beelzebub, Beelzebub, Beelzebub... where are you then?
Beelzebub : "I do not know, I'm going in the dark, I'm going straight ahead."
The shadow : "You go ahead but you do not know where you are going? So you do not want to know?"
Beelzebub : "Know? Know what? Where does this road end?"
The shadow: "No matter where it ends, the important thing is not where, but how!"
Beelzebub : "What do you mean, creature?
The shadow : "What I mean is that you just follow the road that has been laid out for you while you could trace your own route! Leave the beaten track and take another path."
Beelzebub : "But.. I do not see any other path, creature, there is only this road!"
The shadow : "Beelzebub, you're smarter than the others, you're richer than the others, you could have the men at your feet, you can build any road from here, you just have to want it! Use what you have learned, use your knowledge and use cunning to become the strongest in your field, you will see that it is only necessary to want a new road to be offered to you!"
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The shadow disappeared in a moment and, facing Beelzebub, a fork had emerged. On one side stood the winding road he had traveled for a long time, on the other, a narrow road, straight and upward. He decided to follow this path, feeling that he knew what was at the end. On awakening in the morning, Beelzebub took care to note the dream that had invaded him during the night. He summoned Astaroth and asked him to follow his orders to the letter. He sent him to the market and ordered him to buy all the grain available and sell it for twice the price he bought it. Then, taken with an incredible frenzy he ordered him to enter every owner of Oanylone's fields and culture to molest them and to force them to sell to him, at the best price, all their crops and their fields. In a few days, Beelzebub managed to become the sole grain producer of Oanylone, but that was not enough for him. To manage his land, he employed at such a low rate, that he did not allow the workers to assuage their hunger; having no alternative, they were forced to accept these dishonest practices. At that, he practiced equally high prices which made wheat and corn so expensive that the whole chain of commodities saw a record of inflation. Wheat and corn were used to make bread and flour, corn was also used to feed animals, and Beelzebub had taken control of most of the market and managed the local economy. Soon, the plebs came to scold and the authorities came to find Beelzebub to show their dissatisfaction. The latter, too happy to see that he aroused such interest, did not even bother to receive them. The man did not leave his domain any more, leaving to his faithful second the management of the dirty work, pretending that he was too important for that and that he could not mix with those lesser in Oanylone. His reputation said that his selfishness was matched only by his fortune, and that soon he would fall from a height. The inhabitants and the rulers decided to react and created a cooperative to compete with Beelzebub, the farmers each gave a portion of their field to replant grains and lower prices, if Beelzebub no longer sold, then perhaps they could deign to receive, they thought. It was much worse.
The advent of a destiny
Faced with such audacity, Beelzebub was so angry that the walls of his house trembled. He ordered his faithful Astaroth to go to the lower quarters to recruit the worst miscreants and thus form a militia to defend his property. He asked him to take the best, and with them, to go to plunder the fields, kill the animals, and burn the homes of those who had joined this cooperative. The day after the night of terror, Oanylone was terrified at the thought of confronting someone who had the power to starve an entire population. The peasants were not soldiers and the militia of Beelzebub even scared the city guards, so that none could deny the evidence of his supremacy. In a few weeks, all came to his house to signify that they accepted his conditions, and so Beelzebub had only to impose what he liked. He forced the farmers to give him a percentage of their income in exchange for acceptable prices on the grain, and those who refused could not feed their animals properly; their cows and their sheep were so starved that they made little meat and milk. It took only a few months for the fortune of Beelzebub to increase exponentially at the cost of many sacrifices from the population of Oanylone. The peasants were now poor and landless, the ranchers had just enough to eat, and the only healthy men were those who had bowed to Beelzebub. The rulers had been bought for large sums of money, while the poorest were starving.
One winter's day, Guignol and Pimpon went to their brother's house, accompanied by many villagers, both of whom were tall and thin, their faces tapered, and they asked for an audience. Beelzebub agreed to hear them :
| Citation: | Guignol : "Beelzebub...we are ruined by your fault, we can not even buy our daily bread … we beg you to help us!"
Pimpon : "I beg you, you are our brother, you can not abandon us..."
Beelzebub : "You two are shabby, you have no quality, and you dare to beg for alms at home?... I will not give you anything if you do not have enough to feed yourselves because you are weak. I am rich, but my fortune is mine, only to me and to no one else"
Guignol : "Think of our father who has been away for so long, is that what he taught you?"
Beelzebub : "I am a self-made man, my little lads! I did not wait for anyone to become who I am. I will not give you any money because you do not deserve it! Those who are starving today are those who do not understand anything."
Pimpon : "Are you not going to stop this madness? Are you going to let so many people die by your selfishness?"
Beelzebub : "My selfishness? I am not selfish, I have succeeded and stirred up jealousy, the ones who lock themselves in their certainties and refuse to acknowledge the evidence. By their lack of foresight, they cause their own loss. Go away and never come back, if you die, you deserve it!“
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Pimpon and Guignol left the place discouraged and told the other inhabitants what had been said by the master of the place. All were displeased with such selfishness and understood that nothing would change this man. Beelzebub had become so powerful that he alone amassed more crowns than a king; he could have thrown them out of the windows without suffering any lack, and yet he kept everything and gave nothing. The suffering of his neighbor did not touch him, he had no friend and more enemies than any man had ever known in Oanylone. It was at this time that the Most High manifested his anger towards Oanylone and decided to punish those who had sinned so much that they had forgotten the meaning of life:
| Citation: | | "While I gave you my love, you turned away from it, preferring to listen to the words of the creature to whom I did not give a name. You preferred to abandon yourself to material pleasures rather than give thanks. I created for you a place called Hell, that I have arranged on the moon where the worst of you will experience an eternity of torment to punish them for their sins. In seven days your city will be engulfed in flames. And those who stay there will spend eternity in Hell. However, I am magnanimous, and those of you who will do penance will spend eternity in the sun, where Paradise is.“ |
Thus, a large number of the inhabitants resigned themselves with great regret to leave this now cursed city.
The rebellion
It was at this moment that the nameless creature was once again interested in Beelzebub; the first time he appeared to him in a dream, but this time, he came to whisper in his ears the words here transcribed:
| Citation: | Beelzzzzebub…Beelzzzebuuuub…listen to me! You showed men that you were the strongest, you showed them that the weak had no future among men. Soon, men will come and stand up to you, pretending that love is what binds men, they will talk about friendship and the wrath of the Most High. Do not listen to them because they are only lies and mischief.
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Beelzebub, who was not what could be called a believer, had little affinity with those who worshiped the Most High. The rites bequeathed by Oane were unknown to him and, to tell the truth, he found it rather stupid. Six other men had been approached by the nameless creature, each one, like Beelzebub, incarnating a vice, and all of them, preaching against god. Faced with them, seven righteous had given themselves the mission to defend the divine word, to preach friendship, temperance, justice, self-sacrifice, preservation, pleasure, and conviction. For him, laying his destiny in the hands of a divine entity made no sense, one could only rely on oneself and on no one else. Thus, he finally left his home with Astaroth by his side, and he roamed the streets and squares of the city to preach his truth:
| Citation: | | Do not listen to those who tell you that the end is near! Do not listen to those who make you believe that god is Almighty! God is weak and jealous of our success. God will never put his threats into action because he will not kill his own children! Do not leave Oanylone; continue to live as you live and send away to those who preach for him! |
Many listened to him and listened to the other preachers, and while Oanylone fell into the deepest vice and the most abject sin, Beelzebub kept his wealth and laughed at those who had nothing to live on. He had surrounded himself with faithful men and Astaroth, feared by the majority of those he met. The avarice he showed was unparalleled and those who tried to steal what he owned were brutally killed. Violence was the means he had found to protect himself, while he could have surrounded himself with an army of loyal and sincere men out of friendship, he had locked himself into a selfishness so great that he left even his own brothers starve while a few loaves of bread would have saved their lives. His self-assurance and his presence increased the echo of his oral arguments against god and those who preached for him. Wherever he appeared, his audience was conquered, when there were those who refused to listen to him or tried to refute his words, he ordered them beat unceremoniously, seeing only to his own interest. The city sank totally into the most absolute vice, this now cursed city lived thus dark-filled with hatred, violence, and sins. Beelzebub handled the crowds as well as he traded, he manipulated some with as much success as he handled money. Still he was not doing any of this for the others, no, he was doing it for himself because he felt that everything he had taken so long to build was proof that he was the smartest, he was the richest, because he had known how to become the strongest, and Beelzebub could not imagine for a moment that his destiny was the fruit of a divine will, or at least a god, whoever he is, had any impact on him. According to him, god had left men the choice not to love him and thus, had left the future of the world in the hands of humanity; he did not understand why He came then to claim that we venerate him. With the six other preachers, Satan, Belial, Azazel, Asmodeus, Lucifer and Leviathan, Beelzebub spread the venomous words of the nameless creature with so much fervor and pugnacity that he was convinced that nothing would happen.
The first six days seemed to last forever, thunder rumbled and lightning struck, many decided to leave the city, but as Beelzebub knew it, only the weak bend to the will of others. The virtuous, when they had accepted the punishment of the Most High, had given even more reasons to Beelzebub to shout victory because he made everyone know that if the virtuous remained, it was because they also did not believe in the threats of the Almighty. The seventh day arrived and a gigantic cataclysm occurred, engulfing the city beneath the earth after purifying it from the flames of God's wrath. The few humans left behind were all carried away, those who had listened to the virtuous were accepted in paradise while the others came to swell the ranks of the lunar hell. Astaroth, who had remained with his master, was sent with him and witnessed the punishment which had been reserved for Beelzebub.
An eternity of Avarice
Beelzebub was present before god like every human being who remained in Oanylone; faithful to himself, he refused to recognize His omnipotence and was sent just like his six acolytes to lunar hell. His appearance took the form of his vice and his body was deformed so that he no longer looked like a human. He became the avarice he embodied in Oanylone and took the form of a gigantic spider covered with gold, with thousands of diamond eyes.
Sinners who are avaricious nowadays still use his precepts and steal from the poor to enrich themselves, crush others in order to succeed, amass fortunes that a thousand lives can not spend, they are condemned by god to travel to the galleries of hell, alongside those who caused their loss.
Since then, the demon prince Beelzebub reigns supreme over the galleries and chasms of hell, and the damned souls who have sinned out of greed join him for an eternity of torment under his tyrannical yoke.
Translated from Greek by Bender.B.Rodriguez into French
Translated from French by Caillen Jolieen MacKinnon Rose 1467
edited and finalized by Conradh MacKinnon |
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The Demon Princes
« Daemonographie of Leviathan, Prince of anger »
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." |
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!" |
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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The Demon Princes
« Daemonographie of Lucifer, Prince of acedia »
The birth of an ideal child
A long time ago, in a small village a few miles south of Oanylone, a happy wife and husband, happy in love and content with the little they had, gave birth to a little one who they named Lucifer. Both parents, Lucie and Ferdinand, lived in happiness, they did not roll in the gold but the output of their cattle was enough to feed them. They had always desired to have a son, and on this memorable day of joy, all their wishes were exalted. This is how Lucifer began his life, in the most cherished love and in the protection of two loving parents dedicated to his greatest care.
Lucifer grew up too fast for his parents taste, but nothing had disturbed the perfect family balance that had developed with his arrival and Ferdinand was always praising the kindness and benevolence of his son. Lucie was full of praise for his ability and finesse. His father and mother were so proud to have given birth to his little boy so wise, so loving that they did not cease to rave about him. It was when he was a teenager that they realized that Lucifer would be destined for a great destiny.
Lucifer's young friends were always happy to spend time with him, he was good company and had the confidence of many. He always had the praise of those he met and his parents had saved their last penny to allow him to have a proper education. Ferdinand always said he did not want his son to be a simple peasant and had the sweetest dreams about him, Lucie shared the same vision and both gave what they had to their son. Lucifer was honest, really good, benevolent, and a true friend; he put into practice all the love he had received from others. A noble knight, Calistan, who reigned over a remote area of the village, heard of this child so well depicted by rumor. He decided to meet him and make sure that he had not been told fantasies. Throughout the village, he questioned the inhabitants and all answered him the same thing:
| Citation: | "Lucifer the good? You'll recognize him, he's a handsome young man with a kindly look. You can not fail to notice him."
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The brave knight was soon to meet the young man's loving gaze, he didn’t have to ask him if he was Lucifer because the boy's eyes could not lie about his reputation. He offered to go together to see his parents because he wanted to offer him a bright future. Calistan explained to Lucifer that he had been looking for a young squire for a long time; he wanted him to be fair and brave, good and honest, and the reputation of the young man had attracted him so far. Thus, he proposed to Ferdinand and Lucie to take the young adonis with him in order to teach him chivalry, which all three accepted without even blinking.
Learning about virtue and faith
Lucifer accompanied the knight in his field for an apprenticeship that would last for many years. He was first appointed squire in a ceremony led by a spiritual guide and committed to serve his new master, to respect the values of chivalry and to always live in virtue. Calistan had given himself the duty to make this young man a great knight and, to start, he told him about Oane :
| Citation: | Calistan : "My young friend, do you know Oane?"
Lucifer : "He is the founder of the great city of Oanylone, no?"
Calistan : Not only my dear, he is a great figure of our would because it is thanks to him that we have a soul! I will tell you his story..." |
And Calistan told him the story of men, how they felt abandoned by god and how they thought they were deprived of talent, how they thought they were put aside; because of the inferiority they imagined themselves victims. He told how god had gathered his creations and the question he asked. He explained how a creature came forward and gave his answer, then how god ordered Oane to give him another. Finally, the knight revealed what were the words of Oane who gave us the status of children of the Most High. Lucifer was speechless before this man who had known the world, he himself shared this vision for a long time. He had never really understood what it was about, but Lucifer was sure of it, now that he had found the words to describe how he felt. Calistan then told him how Oane, who became a spiritual guide, led the men into a great plain after many years of travel. He chained this story by describing Oane's death and his acceptance of it, and ended with the creation of Oanylone and the worship devoted to Oane by those who worshiped the Most High. Lucifer was so seduced and touched that he sought to deepen his knowledge of Oane and the dawn of mankind for many years, in addition to his work as a squire serving his knight.
The young squire was in unflinching servitude to Calistan and never made trouble, not only to give him the places of honor in all places but also to obey him or to wear his shield. This great subordination was to enable him to embrace the desire to render himself worthy of chivalry by his actions of valor and good conduct, but also by virtue, essential to make a perfect knight. Lucifer revered the Most High and shared this devotion with his knight, while he understood the meaning of life and prayed fervently, he trained in combat and the handling of weapons. His apprenticeship was long and difficult, for more than seven years he worked hard, behaved like a perfect knight and for all his preceptors he was a gifted pupil. One day, while he was talking to his master he questioned him:
| Citation: | Lucifer : "Master, if the meaning of life is love and if we are all equal before the Most High, why do we train to fight? Shouldn't we explain the will of god? Share our love under all circumstances?"
Calistan : "My young squire, god loves us and we love him, but He left us the choice to understand that, and therefore, to refuse this state of affairs! He also left us with the creature who gave the first answer to tempt us and allow us to make a free choice. Also many unfortunately follow the precepts of this infamous creature."
Lucifer : "But, in this case, shouldn't we be content to kill the creature?"
Calistan : "No, my young squire, to kill him would be to ignore god's will and above all, it would impose the love to the Most High by force. It is essential to understand how He loves us and how we should love Him in return."
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The two of them thus recounted and Calistan explained why the knight was to defend justice, honor, and bravery, he made him understand in what way a true knight should protect the weak and wring the neck of injustice. Thus, they discussed again and again in all the time that Lucifer accompanied his master. To finish his teaching, after ten long years of learning at the rank of squire in the service of the knight, the latter took him leagues from his estate to see the city of Oanylone they had talked about so much. The young man was very far from imagining what Calistan had reserved for him.
The chivalry and glory of God
Calistan and Lucifer rode to the foothills of the city of Oanylone, already greatly tainted by vice and sin. When the knight had told the story of this city, he had not forgotten to specify what it had become and how the marauders and other clowns sometimes made law. Lucifer was stunned by the imposing city, his eyes were marveling at the symbol it represented and he felt deep inside him the desire to restore this place to its legendary splendor.
Calistan took Lucifer to Oane's tomb where those who were formerly priests began a grand ceremony. The knight considered that he had nothing more to teach to the young man, who had become reason and force, Lucifer who was twenty-five years old was thus dubbed Knight by Calistan. The latter offered him the lands he owned in Oanylone and a sizeable nest egg with the mission to right the wrongs of this city with such a brilliant past. Lucifer felt then invested with a divine mission and was for the first time proud of what he had accomplished so far.
Sir Lucifer settled his fief in the area that had been given to him, he preached in the city to find men and women wishing to accompany him in his desire to restore the coat of arms of Oanylone, his presence and his great qualities added to his virtue and his faith, enabled him to convince many more souls than he thought. Lucifer thus founded the Order of the Righteous of Oane and undertook to defend justice, protect the weak, and fight misery by all the means at his disposal. In a few months, he became an inescapable figure in the city, fleeing the brigands and provoking the admiration of the powerful. He was received by the very leaders of Oanylone who gave him a blank check to correct the wrongs. His men spread the story of Oane and explained the meaning of life while he, armed with his courage, fought to make better the bad men he encountered. Lucifer never made reckless violence, he fought only in extreme recourse and only to defend himself or defend a weak man facing a stronger one. He took care not to do justice himself and worked with the authorities of Oanylone, ensuring that justice was dignified.
In barely five years, the Order of the Righteous of Oane became inescapable throughout the kingdom and the men who had joined Lucifer all shared the same faith and the same code of honor, he himself had knighted five knights and, in the whole community, the righteous were true friends. Calistan came to see him regularly and was proud of what his former squire had accomplished. His parents were also filled with pride at the destiny of their son, but in spite of his insistence refused to come and live in his domain, they had explained to him that they had to work because god had given them land and that to bask in idleness would do nothing to their happiness. Lucifer, with regret, understood their decision and was happy to welcome them whenever they wanted. The city of Oanylone seemed to be cured of its evils and the Righteous were feared and respected. They gave glory to god and led men to see the love that god gave them, not by force but by their deeds and words. The worship of the Most High was never so strong in Oanylone except after Oane's death.
Inevitably, in those troubled times, Lucifer stirred hatred and vengeance. There were many who were languishing in the jails of the city by the mere fact of the knight’s works. The rich and greedy began to see him as a threat, thinking that he would eventually seek to govern Oanylone for them. Those who sinned and spread vice also felt threatened. The corrupt and the great robbers knew that they could not live by their crimes while the Order of the Righteous reigned supreme over the city, and they knew the reason for all this, Lucifer the good … so they regrouped and decided to make this bulky knight disappear.
Unbearable suffering and temptation
The powerful and rich frightened under the influence of temptation and sin, then financed the vilest villains of Oanylone for the sole purpose of reducing Lucifer to silence. They knew that they could not directly attack him at the risk of making him a martyr and make the worship of god even stronger. So they attacked everything Lucifer believed. A small army was mounted in order to attack the knight's native village. The inhabitants of the place were struck and bruised in their flesh so that Lucifer gave himself as a quest to bring peace into the small town. He went there with his knights to fight those who had brought hatred and violence. It was on the way to fight that a messenger came to find him and announced the death of his parents and his closest friends, all burned alive. Torn by sadness the Just knight and his people struck the evil victoriously in a few days but the suffering he had in him did not disappear.
During these few days, others began to attack the spiritual guide who preached the love of the Most High, subjecting them to abuse and torture without anyone being able to oppose it. The marauders had taken care to attack the Order of the Righteous of Oane and when Lucifer and his knights returned, the news was equally dramatic. Almost all the guides had been killed and the crowd who listened to them regularly was terrified and did not understand why god did not intervene on their behalf. Followed by weeks of terror, violence, and murder which now accompanied every public appearance of the knights and guides, the population started to think that the righteous were cursed. The vile enterprise fomented by those who feared Lucifer continued, Calistan and his family were massacred, his estate burned and his children beaten to death. Lucifer was even more disappointed and slowly began to mope in the most terrible torment.
All this was not enough to change the man who continued to believe that love could triumph over all this hate and all this violence. So the plotters decided to give him the coup de grâce and managed to shoot down his knights. All suffered horrible ends, their mutilated and lifeless bodies were found hanging in the four corners of Oanylone. It was there where Lucifer met the nameless creature, attracted by all the suffering and feelings in the depths of a tortured soul. The creature took the form of a spirit and went to the tomb of Oane, where Lucifer was trying to appease his moral pain, the meeting was brief.
| Citation: | Spririt : "Young knight, I heard your dreadful story, the rumor says that everyone you loved was killed"
Lucifer : "Who are you?"
Spirit : "Who I am ? I am the one who lies in this tomb, the one who built this city."
Lucifer : "Oane? You are Oane? How is this possible?..."
Spirit : "My young friend, nothing is impossible for the one who found The Answer. If I came it is to ask you a question. Are you going to let these horrible atrocities go unpunished?"
Lucifer : "I do not want to talk about it, my soul is torn and my nights are made of nightmares and tears. I do not know what to hang on to to survive so much hatred."
Spirit : "Oanylone's justice will never be severe enough to appease your heart and your soul. Of all the men I have known, I have never encountered such a sad expression. Look deep inside yourself, you will see that you must do justice, and only after having killed the last assassin of yours, your sufferings will be appeased..." |
The good knight then let himself go to vengeance, and hate seized his heart. He had suffered too much pain and misfortune and succumbed to anger at not being able to protect his family, for not being able to save those dear to him. With immense violence, he fought to find the culprits and massacred them one by one, but only those who had committed atrocities were killed, those who had financed and fomented these projects escaped the fate of their mercenaries. However, after that, Lucifer was not at all appeased; on the contrary, his pain mingled with the horrors he commited, made him even worse.
Thus, to complete their destructive and sinful work, the powerful corrupt owners decided on an ultimate plot against Lucifer himself. While the knight defended virtue, faith, justice, and bravery, he hastily massacred those whom he himself had condemned. Corrupt judges appeared at his estate and accused him of killing without justice, of sowing hatred and blindly killing. Lucifer, already in the depths of human suffering, was then thrown into pasture by the plebs, too happy to see that such an enviable hero was only a vile thief. He was dragged into the mire and reproached, accused of all evils and vices. In a public judgement, the sentence was exemplary and heavy for the knight accused of having usurped his reputation, his Order was dismantled, his guides were publicly executed and his friends were banished from Oanylone. When Lucifer, after many days of torture, was removed from his knighthood, his lands were seized and he was thrown into the jails of the city to languis until his death.
The spiritual decay
In his cell, Lucifer, bruised, dejected, abandoned, and in the depths of what the human soul could bear, cried for days and days. He could not understand how all this had happened and he felt abandoned by the Most High. He wondered how god who was only Love in his eyes could have let such things happen. Again, the nameless creature was powerfully drawn to this ordeal and this time he used another ruse to speak to him. The creature breathed its soul into a prisoner in a jail next to Lucifer's
| Citation: | Creature : "Stop whining like a little girl!"
Lucifer : "...leave me..."
Creature : "I do not have to put up with this, so much time I've been crouching here for preaching the Amighty's love!"
Lucifer : "Are you a guide? Do you want to pray with me?"
Creature : "There is no prayer that god hears, he has left us for a long time."
Lucifer : "No...God has left us free will..."
Creature : "No, he abandoned us. I was told your story and it is the ultimate proof!"
Lucifer : "What do you want to say?"
Créature : "You have become one of the most powerful knights Oanylone has known, you have protected the weak and fought against injustice and look where it got you. Your loved ones were all killed, everything you knew has collapsed. Do you still need proof to understand that Love is a decoy? You have used strength and avenged yours and yet, are you relieved? There is no justice, there is no love, the strongest have dominated you. This is the only reality of our world and the only engine that must move us forward..." |
During that night, the creature put the prisoner to death in agony and Lucifer witnessed once again what he considered to be the abandonment of god. The days passed, then weeks turned into months and the months became years so that Lucifer attained the age of forty four imprisoned and still in love with an indescribable pain. As time passed, his faith had completely left him, he no longer believed in the Love of the Most High and his body transformed. His protruding muscles became dry and his prayers to god gave way to naps without dreams. The thirst for knowledge that had animated him had dried up and nothing animated the man who used to be a brave knight. While he was destined to remain imprisoned until his end, Lucifer was pardoned and released by some men moved by the fate that had been reserved for him. They gave him a small piece of arable land and enough money to live until his last breath.
Weary of life and dissatisfied, Lucifer hired a few servants to take care of giving him the comfort he had not had. He did not cultivate his lands and spent his days moping in his misery. Idleness thus invaded him and Lucifer did nothing but sleep and eat, he who never had a minute to lose did nothing. Old listeners of his fervent sermons came to see him, and all were astonished to see him like this. Lucifer, for months had eaten more than he had moved, so he had become fat and unsightly. The men tried to understand and the older man stepped forward.
| Citation: | Ancient : "Sir Lucifer, why you do not preach? Those who hurt you are all dead or gone."
Lucifer : "Preach? There is nothing more to preach. God does not love us and it is questionable if he exists. Faith is only a decoy that we invented so as not to fear death. Meaningless, life does not have any. No pleasure for men except that of doing nothing. Life is only a path that we take without mastering anything."
Ancient : "Lucifer, you would like to pray but your heart does not know about prayer anymore. Cold is the acedia that covers your body, you're just a marble statue sitting on your own grave" |
The elders were appalled to hear Lucifer's words and to see to what acedia he let himself go. Lucifer thus lived for more than ten years, having no taste for anything, ignoring all pleasures of life and denying the faith that once had animated him. To those who tried to convince him to regain a taste for life, he spoke the same discourse and all could only see that man was no more than the shadow of a soul, a living body but without illumination.
At that time, Oanylone was experiencing a turbulent and stirring period by the swirls of vice and the foam of sins. Hatred and violence had seized the whole city, acedia had won the workers who preferred material goods to spiritual goods, idleness had won all the stages of the society of Oanylone so much that Lucifer was a new treatise as an example and elevated to the rank of myth. His lazy, idle attitude spread quickly through the cloak that had become the city and a true cult was devoted to him. The middle class and rich also indulged in laziness, making others work for them and, like Lucifer, began to believe in nothing. The sins of acedia, gluttony, greed, anger, envy, pride, and lust seized upon Oanylone. The nameless creature that roamed among men breathed his venom into the hearts of the weak who turned against the strong, that war broke out and violence, murder, and hatred became what guided the city. It was then that the Most High spoke to the men and gave them an ultimatum. He gave humans seven days to leave Oanylone, otherwise all those present would be destroyed with the city. Many were the ones who immediately left the cursed city, but many remained.
The creature appeared one last time to Lucifer and entrusted him to spread his message calling for acedia. He preached to the vilest individuals who could be in Oanylone, and was listened to much more than he was in the past when he was spreading a virtuous message filled with love. Gradually, all quickly lost the taste of life and yielded to a limitless acedia. They came to hear him preach again in his own home against all forms of activity and spirituality. Many men attended his furious diatribes against the Most High advocating acedia. Lucifer had written precepts, six to this date, have been found:
| Citation: | First precept : "Do not do what another can do for you, it would be a shame to lose one's own existence to wear oneself out at work."
Second precept : "There is no need to lose oneself in prayer and meditation, since the rest of sleep nourishes the mind of man just as much."
Third precept : "Believing in a spiritual and religious quest is illusory because man is intrinsically doomed to sin. By nature he is perverse and in essence he is vicious. Love is a lure that locks itself into an unfounded dogmatic belief."
Fourth precept: "The only pleasure that a man should have is to do nothing because life is empty and its flavor has no taste. So, if this pleasure can not exist, one may as well have no pleasure."
Fifth precept : "If doing nothing is fishing, then preaching sin is virtuous."
Sixth precept: "Virtue is a vice when it is erected as a dogmatic icon and vice is a virtue when it leaves the man free to do nothing."
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In Oanylone, seven virtuous men, having accepted the fatality and punishment of god, did as much as Lucifer and the other men chosen by the nameless creature. Sylphael himself embodied pleasure and opposed Lucifer in every respect, as soon as he appeared in a place to preach god's love and virtuous pleasure, Lucifer went behind him to preach the opposite. It lasted six days, six long days during which the men and women who remained in Oanylone listened to Lucifer or Sylphael. Thus came the seventh day, and god in His anger poured forth from the depths of the earth the glowing and infernal lava that burned all life. The earth tore then to let Oanylone disappear in the abyss of oblivion.
An eternity of Acedia
Lucifer was presented to the Most High as every man and woman remained in Oanylone. Like the others, he abjured none of his sins and did not recognize the power of the Most High. In his holy wrath, god cast Lucifer on the moon to purge an eternity of acedia and pay for his earthly sins. The wrath of the Almighty was all the stronger because Lucifer had praised him for many years before yielding to the temptation of the nameless creature and sinking into vice. Having played acedia for much of his life, he was sent to the huge rocky peaks of hell and his appearance deformed, his muscles and fat melted, his skin tightened on his bones so that he looked like a skeleton. To punish him for spending too much time in idleness, god gave him the body of an old man with a shaggy beard and finally, because of the many years he had spent lamenting his fate without thinking to others, Lucifer was condemned to shed hot tears for eternity.
The Most High had created the hell that was on the moon to send the most vile human souls. While He had given them love and He had made His children, many turned away from Him and manifested only vice and sin, forgetting virtue and friendship. Thus, among men, those who let themselves go, those who forget themselves in idleness and spiritual laziness or those who indulge in the negation of life and ignore their own satisfaction, join the ranks of the damned souls of Lucifer, Prince of Acedia.
Translated from Greek by Monseigneur Bender.B.Rodriguez
Translated from French by Caillen Jolieen MacKinnon Rose
Proofread by Conradh MacKinnon |
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