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As the sun set behind the jagged hills, Jacob knelt on the worn wooden floor of his small cabin, clutching his Bible tightly. His prayers echoed through the room, his voice steady and filled with faith despite the turmoil outside. The world had grown darker—not just figuratively but literally. The skies carried a permanent ash-gray hue, the earth groaning under the weight of sin and rebellion.

Malachai’s reputation preceded him. He was not just a man—he was a weapon. Many whispered that he was demon-possessed, a vessel of Satan’s cunning and malevolence. Wherever he went, churches were split, friendships destroyed, and believers left in despair. Malachai didn’t merely oppose Christians; he targeted them to bring them into bondage, spying out their liberty in Christ Jesus and working to have them imprisoned for their faith.

One evening, as Jacob gathered with a small group of believers in a secret meeting, the door burst open. Malachai entered, his presence commanding the room like a storm cloud. He wore a disarming smile, but his eyes betrayed him.

Malachai’s smile returned, but now it was twisted. “So be it. You will regret this, Jacob.”

In the days that followed, Malachai’s campaign against Jacob and his group intensified. Using lies, half-truths, and manipulations, he turned neighbors against them. Some of the weaker believers even sided with Malachai, drawn to his charisma and promises of peace. Others claimed he practiced witchcraft, pointing to inexplicable events: crops withering overnight, homes catching fire without cause, and strange sicknesses afflicting the faithful.

The force lifted, and Malachai staggered back, his face twisted in fury. “You will suffer for this,” he spat before vanishing into the night.

The next morning, the group gathered in what remained of their meeting place. Jacob shared what had happened, his voice steady despite the fear that lingered.

The vision strengthened Jacob and his group. Though Malachai continued his attacks, they endured, their eyes fixed on the eternal promise. They knew the tribulation would worsen, but they also knew it was temporary. The victory belonged to Christ.

Malachai, with all his cunning and demonic power, could not overcome the faithful remnant. Though he claimed to be a brother, his fruit revealed him as a false prophet, a servant of Satan. Yet even in the darkest times, God’s light shone through His people.

The great tribulation raged on, but Jacob and his group stood firm, awaiting the day when the King of Kings would return to make all things new. For they knew that no weapon, no demon, not even Satan himself, could separate them from the love of God in Christ Jesus.