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(Created page with "==A World Without Justice== On a cold, moonless night, a figure moved silently along the banks of a great river. His name was Abelardo, though no one ever asked. He was a foreigner, fleeing the wreckage of his life, possessed not just by desperation but by something darker—a malevolent force that whispered sinister encouragements in his ear. The icy waters of the river bit into his skin as he swam across under the cover of night. By morning, he was on the other side,...") |
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==The Great Tribulation== | ==The Great Tribulation== | ||
One day, as Abelardo stared out the villa’s window, the sky darkened unnaturally. The earth trembled. Trumpet-like sounds echoed across the heavens, and the world descended into chaos. | One day, as Abelardo stared out the villa’s window, the sky darkened unnaturally. The earth trembled. Trumpet-like sounds echoed across the heavens, and the world descended into chaos. Yet, the voices that had guided him now exulted, a chorus of triumphant malice. | ||
Across the land, people cried out in agony as judgment fell. For Jonathan, still in his cell, there was a strange peace. He knelt in prayer, clutching a worn Bible. The verses of the King James Version filled his heart, promising redemption for the faithful even in the darkest hour. | Across the land, people cried out in agony as judgment fell. For Jonathan, still in his cell, there was a strange peace. He knelt in prayer, clutching a worn Bible. The verses of the King James Version filled his heart, promising redemption for the faithful even in the darkest hour. | ||
But Abelardo felt no remorse. He watched the chaos outside his stolen home with a smirk. His drug empire thrived in the disorder, and the suffering of others only bolstered his resolve. The villa became a fortress, a haven for those who reveled in lawlessness. He was no longer just a man but a symbol of the corruption overtaking the world. | |||
The voices whispered to him with promises of greater power, urging him to spread their influence further. Abelardo obeyed, reveling in the dark authority he wielded. The villa, once a home of peace, transformed into a den of depravity. Yet, even as he prospered, he felt an unshakable void, a sense of impending doom. | |||
The Great Tribulation was Satan’s time, and Abelardo was a pawn in the devil’s game. Though he avoided punishment on earth, his soul was shackled to an eternal torment far worse than any earthly judgment. As the world spiraled toward its prophesied end, Abelardo realized too late that his seeming triumph was hollow, a fleeting moment of power in a story written by forces far greater than himself. | |||
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