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Prologue
“Okay kids, I’m going to tell you a story. A very interesting story, so listen up,” Matt stood on the platform at the Sunday school he has been preparing for this moment for months but was he really ready to tell them the truth? I don’t know, he told himself, he didn’t know the whole truth himself too late to back down now.
“I like story’s,” Johnny replied.
“Quiet Johnny, just listen”, I told him. “Once upon a time I found an old man locked in a cage. “Wow, what happened to you? Why are you trapped?” I asked him.”
"He told me that he thought no one would ever ask him that question, but if I really wanted to know, I should sit down and listen. Just like you Johnny. So, I took a seat next to the cage and the man explained that when he was a young boy, he loved the wildlife. He would go out every day after school and explore. He would climb the tallest trees and visit the most beautiful waterfalls. He just loved nature. He would lie in the long grass for hours a day listening to the birds chirping the insect’s hoping until his parents would call him in for dinner. Then, one day, as he was exploring in the woods, he came upon a clearing. It was a field that went for miles and miles. Longer than you could possibly imagine. An empty field with nothing in it except for a gigantic birdcage. His curiosity got the better of him and so he went to go explore the cage. To his surprise, he found birds of all different shapes and sizes. These were not any old birds, they were crows. Crows with magnificent black tails, long sharp beaks, and eyes that looked like crystal. Next to the birdcage was some writing carved into a big grey rock which said; ‘Freedom comes at a price. You can set the birds free if you are willing to take their place’. At first, he didn’t have a clue what that meant. He would go visit the cage every day. He was getting more and more emotionally attached to the birds as the months passed. He felt sorry that the bird remained caged, and so after six months, he decided to see if he could set the birds free. “But what about the price?” I asked that old man.”
“The man started to explain that so much time had passed since he first read the sign that he had forgotten there was a price for freedom. As soon as he opened the cage something hit him from behind and pushed him into the cage. It hit him so hard, that he was knocked out for hours. When he woke up, he thought it was a joke and tried to open the cage door. That was when he discovered the cage was bolted with seven chains, all locked up on top of one another. He screamed as loud as he could hoping someone would hear him. I was the tenth person who had found him.
“Why didn’t the others set you free?” I enquired.”
“At first, the old man had asked that same question, but quickly realised that they all must have seen the sign. To set him free, they would have to pay the price. The others who came before me weren’t willing to make that sacrifice. No one would be crazy enough to sacrifice their own freedom for his. The old man realised he would be stuck in there forever, until one day, the old man had a dream. He dreamed there was only one who could set him free. He dreamed of a saviour, but he didn’t know what the dream meant.”
“I cheerfully said to the old man that I might know who it was he was dreaming of. “I’m not your saviour”, I told the man, “but let me tell you a story” I said. A long time ago God had great plans for our world, but the world turned wicked and everyone deserved to die. So, God sent a saviour to make a sacrifice for anyone who wanted to be set free. But freedom came at a price. The Saviour died so that we didn’t have to. “I think he might be the one you dreamed of,” I said to the man.”
“The man looked at me strangely and said, “So, this God you speak of, he sent a saviour for the world? And he can free me from this cage?” he asked. “Surely no one would want to take my place,” the old man continued. “But if this God is real, and this story is true, what do I have to do to be saved?” the old man asked me in confusion.”
“So, I explained to him, “Yes, he is your savour too. Only he can free you.” I explained to him that in order to be set free, he doesn’t have to do anything, because everything has already been done for him. All he has to do is believe it and accept that saviour has already paid ‘the price’. And that’s when it happened,” I said to the kids with excitement.
“What happened?” asked Johnny.
“That’s when the old man’s eyes were opened and he realised that the cage door was open, and that he had been set free. And that’s the end of the story kids. Any questions?” I asked.
“Pick me, pick me,” said Johnny.
“Yes Johnny” I said.
“How did the old man get in the cage again?”
“Weren’t you listening Johnny?” I asked. “Come on kids, time to go home.”
“one more question PLEASEEEEE” pleaded Johnny. Before matt could answer Johnny’s question, johnny was already talking again. “Where is the old man when do I get to see him?”
“He left us” Matt told the little boy as subtle as he could not wanting to get emotional - Infront of the little six-year old’s - over this man he barely knew.
“where did he go?”
“Heaven” ….
Chapter 1
The mysterious Man’s diary
It’s been ten hours since Matt told the Sunday school class what he knew about this mysteries man. When Matt got home that night after he usual meal of tinned beans and corn he headed off to his room he decided he would take a peek at the old man’s diary he got given when this strange man passed away. He never dared to touch the diary not wanting to know the secrets and mysteries that were hidden behind the cover of the book. But today was different. today he would just take a peek at what’s behind this book. He lifted the cover of the book and began to read.
I lied to you, matt. I never told you the real truth of my life I tried to make it sound Peachey and convince you that I had a perfect little life but there were things about me that I cannot get over. DEMONS.
My mum left when I was 5. I had gotten angry with my mother and screamed at her to leave. Leave and never come back. She did exactly that. She stood up -pain and sorrow flashed in her eyes for a brief second barely noticeable. - and walked out of our house not saying another word. I never saw again. My Father. every night my Father would go to the local pub it was called the old tavern, then when he was drunk, he would come home and beat me for hours until I was unconscious taking out all his anger on me. He said I was the reason my mum left. I would always listen to my parents talk in our tiny kitchen, in our tiny house, they would always have interesting conversations. One time I was eavesdropping on my mum and dad talking about other children and other siblings. I didn’t really understand but I was only 4 at the time. Everything changed on my 7th birthday my Father had just finished taking out his anger on me when I heard a voice at the door. “THOMASSSSSSSSS” something hissed “Come to MEEE, Follow MEEE, I will look after you, you will. You do as I say”
“Who are YOU!” I shouted, curled up on the floor “what do you want from me?”
“I know everything you want to know. Trust me. People will bow down to you in fear, you will rule the EARTH! Trust me. Come to me.”
I didn’t know what to do, my father was drunk and unconscious, and I was just a scared little 7-year-old. I had decided that I would go with him whoever he was. I sat up and went over to the door and opened it up.
I found myself looking at a dog.
Not just any kind of dog, A Dobermann.
This thing was FREAKYSHLY large, you could see the dog’s bones through the skin.
Shivers went down my spine.
“you are not hallucinating!” The Dog read my mind! I thought “I am Lucifer, soon to be king of the world! I will guide you and you will do as I say.”
“Why me. Why, why, why me. What have I done to deserve this? IM TALKING TO A FRIKIN’ DOG” I screamed
“no” the dog said you are talking to the king of demons.”
“Seitan?”
“Some call me that and some me the devil. But I am LUCIFER.” The dog spat.
“Come now we have a long journey ahead of us”
“I’m not going anywhere with you” Thomas said. “I just met you 5 minutes ago”
“YOU MUST GO WITH ME” Lucifer demanded “Your mother never told you did she.”
“you have unthinkable power, and you don’t know how to control it. you must come with me I will teach you how to use your power for the right purpose”
“I have WHAT!?” Thomas stuttered.
“you have the ability to inject your thoughts into someone’s mind. You can manipulate the way someone thinks and what they do.
“Your mother was a military experiment they tried to give her the ability to do unthinkable things, but the project was shut down because they thought no process was made, the power your mother had was so mere compared to yours, she could suggest thoughts into people minds. Your mother had a dribble of power compared to you. Your mothers power mutated down to you. You have already had a taste of your power.
There are more like you…”
. . .
Matt closed the book shut. I’ve read enough, he thought. Too much. After he had a shower and got ready for bed, he decided it wouldn’t matter if he read a little more.
“So, let me get this straight.” Thomas said. “I’ve already used my so-called magical power? phff, yea right dog. And there are more with magical powers? Mhm I’m having a hard time to not laughing in your face, dog.”
The Doberman liquified and became a puddle on the ground, then out of the dishevelled puddle and out came a hideous monster-like form of a human with scorched red skin, 3 eyes and 2 horns on top of the monster’s head. “is this better boy? No more dog just me. Now about those questions you asked. Yes, you have already used your power. Isn’t it obvious? you’re the reason your mother left. you pushed your feelings and thoughts into her mind, and she did as you asked. She didn’t stand a chance against your power.
But your mother was special, so are you, your mother had protection from another source, but your mother is no longer with us because of you.
Because of you.
No, Me. Because of me.
I’m a murderer
I’m a bloody murderer.
“Okay kids, I’m going to tell you a story. A very interesting story, so listen up,” Matt stood on the platform at the Sunday school he has been preparing for this moment for months but was he really ready to tell them the truth? I don’t know, he told himself, he didn’t know the whole truth himself too late to back down now.
“I like story’s,” Johnny replied.
“Quiet Johnny, just listen”, I told him. “Once upon a time I found an old man locked in a cage. “Wow, what happened to you? Why are you trapped?” I asked him.”
"He told me that he thought no one would ever ask him that question, but if I really wanted to know, I should sit down and listen. Just like you Johnny. So, I took a seat next to the cage and the man explained that when he was a young boy, he loved the wildlife. He would go out every day after school and explore. He would climb the tallest trees and visit the most beautiful waterfalls. He just loved nature. He would lie in the long grass for hours a day listening to the birds chirping the insect’s hoping until his parents would call him in for dinner. Then, one day, as he was exploring in the woods, he came upon a clearing. It was a field that went for miles and miles. Longer than you could possibly imagine. An empty field with nothing in it except for a gigantic birdcage. His curiosity got the better of him and so he went to go explore the cage. To his surprise, he found birds of all different shapes and sizes. These were not any old birds, they were crows. Crows with magnificent black tails, long sharp beaks, and eyes that looked like crystal. Next to the birdcage was some writing carved into a big grey rock which said; ‘Freedom comes at a price. You can set the birds free if you are willing to take their place’. At first, he didn’t have a clue what that meant. He would go visit the cage every day. He was getting more and more emotionally attached to the birds as the months passed. He felt sorry that the bird remained caged, and so after six months, he decided to see if he could set the birds free. “But what about the price?” I asked that old man.”
“The man started to explain that so much time had passed since he first read the sign that he had forgotten there was a price for freedom. As soon as he opened the cage something hit him from behind and pushed him into the cage. It hit him so hard, that he was knocked out for hours. When he woke up, he thought it was a joke and tried to open the cage door. That was when he discovered the cage was bolted with seven chains, all locked up on top of one another. He screamed as loud as he could hoping someone would hear him. I was the tenth person who had found him.
“Why didn’t the others set you free?” I enquired.”
“At first, the old man had asked that same question, but quickly realised that they all must have seen the sign. To set him free, they would have to pay the price. The others who came before me weren’t willing to make that sacrifice. No one would be crazy enough to sacrifice their own freedom for his. The old man realised he would be stuck in there forever, until one day, the old man had a dream. He dreamed there was only one who could set him free. He dreamed of a saviour, but he didn’t know what the dream meant.”
“I cheerfully said to the old man that I might know who it was he was dreaming of. “I’m not your saviour”, I told the man, “but let me tell you a story” I said. A long time ago God had great plans for our world, but the world turned wicked and everyone deserved to die. So, God sent a saviour to make a sacrifice for anyone who wanted to be set free. But freedom came at a price. The Saviour died so that we didn’t have to. “I think he might be the one you dreamed of,” I said to the man.”
“The man looked at me strangely and said, “So, this God you speak of, he sent a saviour for the world? And he can free me from this cage?” he asked. “Surely no one would want to take my place,” the old man continued. “But if this God is real, and this story is true, what do I have to do to be saved?” the old man asked me in confusion.”
“So, I explained to him, “Yes, he is your savour too. Only he can free you.” I explained to him that in order to be set free, he doesn’t have to do anything, because everything has already been done for him. All he has to do is believe it and accept that saviour has already paid ‘the price’. And that’s when it happened,” I said to the kids with excitement.
“What happened?” asked Johnny.
“That’s when the old man’s eyes were opened and he realised that the cage door was open, and that he had been set free. And that’s the end of the story kids. Any questions?” I asked.
“Pick me, pick me,” said Johnny.
“Yes Johnny” I said.
“How did the old man get in the cage again?”
“Weren’t you listening Johnny?” I asked. “Come on kids, time to go home.”
“one more question PLEASEEEEE” pleaded Johnny. Before matt could answer Johnny’s question, johnny was already talking again. “Where is the old man when do I get to see him?”
“He left us” Matt told the little boy as subtle as he could not wanting to get emotional - Infront of the little six-year old’s - over this man he barely knew.
“where did he go?”
“Heaven” ….
Chapter 1
The mysterious Man’s diary
It’s been ten hours since Matt told the Sunday school class what he knew about this mysteries man. When Matt got home that night after he usual meal of tinned beans and corn he headed off to his room he decided he would take a peek at the old man’s diary he got given when this strange man passed away. He never dared to touch the diary not wanting to know the secrets and mysteries that were hidden behind the cover of the book. But today was different. today he would just take a peek at what’s behind this book. He lifted the cover of the book and began to read.
I lied to you, matt. I never told you the real truth of my life I tried to make it sound Peachey and convince you that I had a perfect little life but there were things about me that I cannot get over. DEMONS.
My mum left when I was 5. I had gotten angry with my mother and screamed at her to leave. Leave and never come back. She did exactly that. She stood up -pain and sorrow flashed in her eyes for a brief second barely noticeable. - and walked out of our house not saying another word. I never saw again. My Father. every night my Father would go to the local pub it was called the old tavern, then when he was drunk, he would come home and beat me for hours until I was unconscious taking out all his anger on me. He said I was the reason my mum left. I would always listen to my parents talk in our tiny kitchen, in our tiny house, they would always have interesting conversations. One time I was eavesdropping on my mum and dad talking about other children and other siblings. I didn’t really understand but I was only 4 at the time. Everything changed on my 7th birthday my Father had just finished taking out his anger on me when I heard a voice at the door. “THOMASSSSSSSSS” something hissed “Come to MEEE, Follow MEEE, I will look after you, you will. You do as I say”
“Who are YOU!” I shouted, curled up on the floor “what do you want from me?”
“I know everything you want to know. Trust me. People will bow down to you in fear, you will rule the EARTH! Trust me. Come to me.”
I didn’t know what to do, my father was drunk and unconscious, and I was just a scared little 7-year-old. I had decided that I would go with him whoever he was. I sat up and went over to the door and opened it up.
I found myself looking at a dog.
Not just any kind of dog, A Dobermann.
This thing was FREAKYSHLY large, you could see the dog’s bones through the skin.
Shivers went down my spine.
“you are not hallucinating!” The Dog read my mind! I thought “I am Lucifer, soon to be king of the world! I will guide you and you will do as I say.”
“Why me. Why, why, why me. What have I done to deserve this? IM TALKING TO A FRIKIN’ DOG” I screamed
“no” the dog said you are talking to the king of demons.”
“Seitan?”
“Some call me that and some me the devil. But I am LUCIFER.” The dog spat.
“Come now we have a long journey ahead of us”
“I’m not going anywhere with you” Thomas said. “I just met you 5 minutes ago”
“YOU MUST GO WITH ME” Lucifer demanded “Your mother never told you did she.”
“you have unthinkable power, and you don’t know how to control it. you must come with me I will teach you how to use your power for the right purpose”
“I have WHAT!?” Thomas stuttered.
“you have the ability to inject your thoughts into someone’s mind. You can manipulate the way someone thinks and what they do.
“Your mother was a military experiment they tried to give her the ability to do unthinkable things, but the project was shut down because they thought no process was made, the power your mother had was so mere compared to yours, she could suggest thoughts into people minds. Your mother had a dribble of power compared to you. Your mothers power mutated down to you. You have already had a taste of your power.
There are more like you…”
. . .
Matt closed the book shut. I’ve read enough, he thought. Too much. After he had a shower and got ready for bed, he decided it wouldn’t matter if he read a little more.
“So, let me get this straight.” Thomas said. “I’ve already used my so-called magical power? phff, yea right dog. And there are more with magical powers? Mhm I’m having a hard time to not laughing in your face, dog.”
The Doberman liquified and became a puddle on the ground, then out of the dishevelled puddle and out came a hideous monster-like form of a human with scorched red skin, 3 eyes and 2 horns on top of the monster’s head. “is this better boy? No more dog just me. Now about those questions you asked. Yes, you have already used your power. Isn’t it obvious? you’re the reason your mother left. you pushed your feelings and thoughts into her mind, and she did as you asked. She didn’t stand a chance against your power.
But your mother was special, so are you, your mother had protection from another source, but your mother is no longer with us because of you.
Because of you.
No, Me. Because of me.
I’m a murderer
I’m a bloody murderer.
PLS READ and tell me what you think. it gets good at chapter one