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has gone out across the entire earth, and only then, will the human race be truly free.”

We all took a moment and offered up prayers in other tongues to Lucifer, the true lover of mans’ souls.

I still remembered the day quite fondly when I realized and accepted there was no God of the Bible. I felt the heavy yoke of oppression lifted off my shoulders as I embraced Lucifer’s hand in friendship. There truly wasn’t another being that existed anywhere in the universe like him who was so caring, loving, and accepting.

There were merely petty spiritual beings who fought over controlling humans, but Lucifer was the only one who didn’t seek to control people, but to enlighten them to be like him. That is what my elders and myself were, the enlightened ones. We were working with and not for a great entity to cleanse the damage and devastation caused by people who ignorantly served the God of the Bible. They had caused so much destruction to the world through their worship and actions of an entity that was not who they believed him to be, that it had spilled out into the natural realm, corrupting everything as it did. I motioned for a bottle of wine to be opened and served to all of us so I could make a declaration before my elders.

“Everyone, please raise your glasses with me in fellowship. In what may feel like an eternity, but in reality, will be just a short amount of time, Lucifer will bring the ultimate sacrifice to us. As they breathe their last breath upon the earth, they will fulfill their purpose. The spirit realm will finally be cleansed, and Lucifer will bring his light to the city. Once his light shines bright throughout this land, it will flow throughout the world. Then he will reward us with power and eternal life as he remakes us in his image.”

My elders and I let out a triumphant shout, as we raised our glasses to each other in friendship.  As we drank the red wine which they contained, I imagined the person dead upon the stone altar, and a smile returned to my face once more. I had waited a lifetime for what was about to take place.

All I had to do was make sure none of my elders, the idiotic people of that church, the residents of the city, or other spirit beings messed things up for me.

Chapter TwoBrandon Farmer

The City of Black Castle – Pennsylvania

“I FOUND WHAT YOUR HUSBAND’S been up to, Mrs. Vaughn.” I slowly slid the closed manila folder over my worn desk to the beautiful and well-dressed young woman across from me. Her radiant blue eyes fought the tears already prepared to stream forth from the bad news she expected to see in the folder, and oh, how truly terrible it was. Her perfectly manicured hand pushed back the strands of blonde hair from her face, and then opened the folder.

Paper clipped to one side were my meticulously typed notes of the days, times, places, and notations to the corresponding pictures to who Mr. Vaughn had been spending his time with. He had fed his gorgeous wife the same tired old line all cheaters did, that he had to start traveling more for work. Then there was my personal favorite of the unexpected meeting at five o’clock that seemed to be happening all too often. The only place that guy traveled and stayed late at was to any place he could find to bed down someone else instead of his wife, who clearly loved the man. I learned in that business that some people, no matter how good their life was, seemed to think the grass was greener on the other side. Then there were others who were so selfish and self-centered that they truly believed they were owed the right to be unfaithful. I used to wish the worst for people like that until the day I realized that no matter what, those people would never be happy. But it still didn’t give them the right to hurt others while they stewed in their own misery from their terrible life choices.

As she looked at the various pictures neatly stacked on the other side of the folder, she began to say things under her breath while large tears dropped from her eyes on to her dark purple dress. I handed her some tissues to wipe her eyes and slid the complimentary box I kept toward her, like I had done for all my other clients. I had purchased so many boxes of the high-end aloe vera tissues that I should have bought stock in the company. As she continued to softly cry before me, I sat back and thought about how my life had been so degraded from being a well-respected detective to a lowly private investigator catching petty, cheating spouses. My story was truly a magnificent fall from grace, and one that I had shed many tears over in those dark moments of self-loathing and despair. I had even cried myself to sleep on a number of occasions, but I had cried all the tears that a person could shed in their lifetime. I had become somewhat numb to my own pain, and to the misery of others as well. That was how I coped with everyday life.

I cleared my throat to cut the tension that also accompanied those types of meetings, so I could get things moving again. I discovered if I didn’t push things along in a timely fashion, the person across the desk from me would sit there all day crying and asking themselves, and eventually me, the question of why it happened. “I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this Mrs. Vaughn, but as you can clearly see here your suspicions were correct, and your husband is cheating on you—with multiple women in fact.”

“Why...wh...why would he do this to me? I’m not a bad wife.

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