The Book of Mical (© Mike Berberich)
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“Yea though God allows his people to live and freely chose their destiny, the great beast
is also given power to exert his will upon mankind. These things I have
revealed are not of God, but of the void. Your revelation is to prepare man
for the time to come and ready himself to fight the enemy and claim his own
destiny.” The messenger took his leave as he told me “think well on these
things you have been shown, Mical. I shall return in a fortnight and reveal
more of the world to come.” As the Angel departed, light became night and then
light yet again as if in testament of the passing of life unto death with the
promise of life to come again.
Chapter 3
The visions of death haunted my dreams and consumed my waking thoughts. My heart was heavy
with the sadness of knowing what man should not know. How could I rise each
day when such horrors surely awaited in the times to come? I sought out
guidance from the priests of the temple, but was turned away. Those claiming
visions or prophecy were condemned by the teachers as blasphemy to the Word.
My heart was heavy with the burden of what I had been shown and with the
loneliness that those touched by the creator must feel. No longer just a man,
my life had now been given unto the message.
Chapter 4
The Dark Messenger. It came to pass that before
the fortnight arrived when the Angel would return, I was held bound by a darker
messenger. Before me the day turned as cold as the darkest winter and my
breath became as frozen mist. Surely this must be death to feel the icy pain
of the pit and have no power to rise against it. The mist became an inky,
formless shape that was a promise of the greater darkness to come. This being
was of the void and in all ways the counter to the angelic messenger. The
dark one consumed power instead of giving it forth. To be in its presence was
to feel the chill of your soul being caressed by evil. “Vessel of the Word,
heed my call. You have been chosen by he who is, to warn mankind of my wraith
to come. Fear me not, for in spreading his word, man shall hide in fear of my
coming. It serves me well for man to fear death and cling to the ways of the
world as I destroy the souls he does not protect. Behold as I reveal more of
the destruction I will loose upon your offspring.”
I saw the sun race across the sky and change its color from golden to crimson. As the sun
became as blood, I saw a great battlefield that stretched across the entire
world. Men of different nations waged war against each other with terrible
weapons of destruction. Fire rained down from the Heavens on all sides,
rending flesh to gristle and burning all to ash. Scores died with each blow
and cities were ground into dust. Nations fell and all the lands of the world
became a charnel house of butchery and death. Man was destroying what
pestilence and famine had not. Fully half of all mankind had been destroyed
and no peace shall come upon them.
And then the beast revealed his greatest perversion against the Creator and man. Where God
gave life, the void gives only death. I saw the sky become black as the pit
and the earth crack open in mighty chasms that swallowed all who had been
doomed by their appearance. At the dark angel’s command, the resurrection of
the dead was begun. This was not the resurrection of the Lord, but a
perversion upon it by all that is evil. The dead who were not consecrated in
burial or given over to the funeral pyre rose up in mindless heed of the dark master’s
call. They had become an army of the dead sent from hell to destroy their
living brethren. I saw these creatures butcher all in their path and feel no
pain from mans weapons of destruction. In thrall to the Demon of the pit, the
dead devoured the living and bathed in the blood of the innocent. Those
killed but not eaten soon rose up in death to join in the attack on humanity.
Death had become plague, spreading by its own hand. The armies of the dead
grew until the entire world was covered and the living were reduced to those
few who hid in caves and high mountains. The sons of man had become rats
scurrying in the darkness in fear of their pitiably lives. “Now you have seen
my power and the fate that awaits your kind. What he has created, I shall
destroy and the world will be swallowed into the darkness of the void. Tell
these things so that man will fear my coming and cower before me.” When the
dark one had gone, I fell to my knees in despair. Our destruction was
foretold by both Heaven and Hell, thus I was to be their messenger of doom. [ Continue to page 3 ] |