UNBREAKABLE, Guillaume Mwamba [mobi reader .txt] 📗

Seven am, local time,   

  exploding in the longest hallway of the Wahadiwa's tallest build called Chateau

KING HAS FALL 

One man is put to an unthinkable test. Would he stand his ground firmly with faith in his God, although if everything is taken from him in a twinkle of an eye? An unthinkable loss. An impossible connection. Given a second chance to change destiny. Unshakable faith, restoration of broken roads, and healing of a broken heart that is unbelievable. Or will he curse God from the endless painful affection, suffering, sorrows just like in the Holy Bible talks about Job passed through those unbearable trials, even at the point his wife and friends told him to curse God and die? Is this man given in his faith in God, walking away from Him, or will keep holding onto Jesus tightly?An adversary named Lucifer (Satan) was accusing some of God's faithful children that they were too powerful to deal with, especially me, who is He's anointed Messenger, to slay the demons including him. I was a little threat to them. After he pleaded God Almighty to allow me to go test them even unto the point of death. Saying if they truly loved Him. The Lord of Glory, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Lamb of God, and God in flesh permitted Lucifer to go test them.

   “Lucifer-Lucifer, what are thou seeking in the midst of the righteous? Why do thou art in my presence without my summon? Have you completed the task of going against my people?” God asked. “What can I do, nothing? Because you always stood in my path, protecting them!” Lucifer answered. "Protect them?" Asked the Eternal God Almighty. "Of course. You call them to Your grace, never let my claws pierce their flesh. Never let me go as far as I want to, so I might prove that they don't love You. Send me to deal with it!" Lucifer replied, "What do you want, Lucifer?" God asked, "I guess you already know my thoughts?Let me have the freedom to shake them a little from your protection? And rubbish love and let us see who will call You, the Lord at the end?” Lucifer complained. "Is this supposed to be the test of my faith?" God informed him. "Yes, costly those who serve you; costly like a man by the name of Liam!" He added "Go-Lucifer, go and put my children into a test, but don't touch their souls for that is mine. go go go!" Lord Almighty ordered, "Thank you, my lord." Lucifer thanked.  

    'Adversary walked away out of God's presence and His sight. [Washington, DC, is the capital city of the United States, located between Virginia and Maryland on the north bank of the Potomac River. The city is home to all three branches of the federal government, as well as the White House, the Supreme Court, and the Capitol Building. More than 500,000 people live in Washington, DC search in Wikipedia.] After Lucifer fought God, God permitted Lucifer to go and test His faithful children even unto the point of death. Lucifer is free to tempt God's faithful Christians to sin, especially those faithful hold unto Him very tightly. Liam Mwamba is one of God's faithful children.Finding myself standing at the window after I have finished praying and reading the Holy Bible while witnessing the reconstruction that has been happening across the street where I was watching traffic by has is rain endlessly. I, Liam Mwamba/Mvuela, twenty-six, an extraordinarily attractive African experienced Prince, the Warrior of Wahadiwa. I have curly hair, brown eyes. I wore mostly my white sweater, gray army jacket on top, blue jeans, and fila shoes. I walked within the great hall of kings. I was on my phone talking with my best friend Elisheva. She was my Child Protective Service director. gray army jacket on top, blue jeans, and fila shoes. I walked within the great hall of kings.I was on my phone talking with my best friend Elisheva. She was my Child Protective Service director. gray army jacket on top, blue jeans, and fila shoes. I walked within the great hall of kings. I was on my phone talking with my best friend Elisheva. She was my Child Protective Service director.

Evening engulfed that afternoon in Chateau, Wahadiwa's tallest skyscraper. Everything seemed peaceful, the Inkosi of Wahadiwa walked up to the stage for the speech. Up to where I didn't realize wearing the royal necklace which was now invisible under my white sweater and gray army jacket. Still, there wasn't any time for me to wear my royal clothes. 

   "Prime minister and all National leaders. We are here because now our people's blood is spilling on foreign soils. Innocents are dying with that cause. There may be hundreds or thousands I've been killed by Wahadiwa's stolen Niobium-Vibranium and Adamantium. Beloved , why are we fighting among ourselves instead of united as one? Still, a covid-19 pandemic outbreak occurred in Wahadiwa, Wakanda, and other further distant places. Come on, you all let's united as one and become strong in God and stand together in," Mvuela I paused. 

  I was checking and watching every commotion outside like a hawk while wearing my mask. Where I saw men with machine guns in their hands. and I saw some of them coming inside where we were. Till they began opening fire, struck and penetrated through the glass windows. Where an African-American man in a mask walked up before the king of Wahadiwa.

  "Long live the king!" Man in mask cracked. "Baba-no! Bent down, please!" I shouted. 

  Up to where before I would reach him that I might pull him down, the man in the mask opened fire with the bullet of his revolver that penetrated through Inkosi Mvuela I's forehead. He collapsed to the floor while everything exploded in flames. He escaped but I followed him while T'Challa, Dora Milaje, and Jarumi stayed to protect my father.

 "Stop right there. You're not getting away!" I continued. 

   Instead, the man in the mask charged after me by opening fire with his gun, but nothing happened.

   "Have you gone insane? What on earth are you?" Man in Mask asked. "Worst nightmare, that's who I am," I answered. "My worst nightmare? Well, we shall see about that-yah!" Man in mask chuckled. 

   He charged after me and engaged with me in hand-to-hand combat, but I held the upper hand and overpowered him. I smacked a lesson out of him where he became defenseless and tasted his blood.

  "My God you have ordained with the experienced skill to kill me but too bad to the fallen King of Wahadiwa-wah!" The Man in Mask continued. 

The Man in the Mask screamed when I turned his weapon against him. Unless I was attacked by my worst enemy Kross, I flung him on the nearby wall and went to penetrate the weapon through his throat.

  "Darn it, man! You have slain us without mercy. Just what are you? Could you be a legendary silencer, the king of all Africa that's all the world talked about? You know your name is-." Kross whimpered. 

  I took out my mask, and Kross whimpered in fear.

  "I am," I replied. "No, impossible. Anointed of the Living God Almighty. Have you come to destroy us all?" Kross shattered. "Anointed? Destroy you all? And what do you mean by that? Still, the one who can destroy you all is Jesus. Continually, who are you? Have we met and who are you?" I blinked. 

   Kross screeched as his voice deepened.

  "My name is Legion; for we are many," Kross said. "Legion? Or you meant wormwood. And how many of you have fallen from heaven like a star?" I reported. "I am Legion; for we are many. We have outnumbered Dominion who was cast out from heaven." Kross responded. "Well, talking about outnumbers. Well, you said yourself that I am legion for we are many, correct?" I scoffed. 

   I discovered him not answering because he was dead. 

   "Oh, great now he's dead already. Well, at least I stopped them from escaping without mercy. And I am wondering how many are left?" I continued in a sign. 

  I was about to walk away, but I was interrupted by Nasara.

  "Excuse me, Mvuela where are you going? And you have stopped the men responsible for your father's death." Nasara interfered. 

  I turned around to where I faced her. 

  "Howdy, Nasara, my best friend, what's up...?" I paused. 

   Wema cleared her throat. Both of us turned where we met Wema, another Jarumi.

  "Wait-what? Mvuela, are you still alive? And what are still doing here? Have you decided to run away because of what just happened?" Wema blinked. "Yes, Wema...you too. I have to go. I just let my baba and every one of my family down. Farewell." I signed. "No, Mvuela-wait! For crying out loud you're the coming Inkosi of Wahadiwa!" Wema called. "Farewell, my best friends," I added.

   I silently marched away, as I cried bitterly, and disappeared through the crowds out of their sights. Till then, all of them have never set their eyes on me for seven whole years. 

 I OUR PRISONER IS INNOCENT 

Calm before the storm. Everything we're peaceful, I find myself marching within the White House's hallway.

 'I am Liam Mwamba, aka Mvuela, I think you have all ready know my age, wasn’t wearing my suits, 

or anything. I was wearing my red, grey and black coat,  jeans, and Adidas shoes. Already know my hair and its color, and my eyes color you know. I was on my way to meet up with my Child Protective Service director in the White House's defense office.' I thought. 

Malevolence, unthinkable, unbearable, unimaginable, and undesirable catastrophes have happened, first my old friend Messia, the president of America's wife was shot dead, I got shot on my shoulder while heading to a children Christmas seasonal charity, my old best friend and his daughter were hospitalized in a coma. Neither do I have any idea that we wanted us dead, because the car that we were in was smashed upside-down by peculiarly telekinetic forces, and most of my fellow secret service agents were killed although I was a Child Protective Service to my old best friend's daughter, after the car exploded in flames. I