We witnessed it all. We observed Dad and Mom create everything, galaxy after galaxy. Star after star, world afterworld the countless Veils and the young gods and goddesses who inhabited them. We watched as they all created life only creatures your imagination can make or hasn’t had the opportunity to make up yet. Your species would call them aliens, they came in all different shapes and sizes some with large heads and some that looked similar to us but off. Does that make sense? Does anything of what I said make any sense to you? Kinda a lot for you to take in, the human brain can only take so much in. I’ll stop there and give you a minute to absorb that before I go on.
Okay, so you ready to continue? As I was saying, my parents made many magnificent creatures, but out of all of my parent's creations, I’d have to say my favorite would be the angels. My brother and I would spend countless hours with all their creatures. My brother preferred the aliens and other creatures of what you say are a myth, and I preferred the angels.We had a normal upbringing, doing all the things all young god and goddesses do, we practiced our abilities blew up stars and planets on ‘accident.’ Eventually, Dad and Mom had to separate us something about us being destructive together or something of that nature, I felt like we pushed each other harder. He always tried to and sometimes did one-up me. So they gave Jesus and me responsibilities.Me I trained my Fathers army of angels, with the archangels Michael and Lucifer by my side. My Father's favorites creations. Why would God need an army? To answer your question to protect our Veil from the other Gods and Goddess who couldn’t mind their own business and felt the need to conquer. No army could withstand dads. My brother who by the way is my twin, He and Mother spent time with the souls that were waiting to be born. He’d help them choose the paths that would help them learn the lessons needed to strengthen the soul to earn their way back into the Veil. With cosmos, angels and the beings my parents made. They still weren't done.Mom and Dad upped their game created new souls very different from the ones they previously made. They were so beautiful your breath would catch. We’ve never seen anything so pure so glorious. Jesus just looked at Mother and told her these souls needed specialized stronger vessels to house them. My parents crossed the Veil and made a whole new system for them. My parents called them planets, they specifically made a small planet called earth, with its lush forest and clear waters. We watched our Father and Mother gather dust from the ground and build two vessels. They had created new beings in their image. Except they looked like faded duller images of us, they didn't glow as we did; their eyes were brown, and their skin was dull. Father said that unlike all of their other creations, mankind would be free to choose, they would have free will. I felt like that was a crazy idea, so I decided not to voice that opinion. “Mother? What will you name them?” I asked. She thought for a moment, “the male I’ll name him Adam and the female her name will be Lilith. They shall be equals.”I liked you humans in the beginning. Liked being the operative word.As Jesus and I watched you discover earth so curious about the animals, plants and the water. How eager you were to please our parents. The way you loved them and worshipped them was beautiful and gloriously wonderful. You even displayed levels of intelligence. Mom sent Lucifer, Michael and I across the veil to Lilith and Adam. We were to deliver their rules of the land. The duties they had to perform. The message was an easy one for us and gave us a rare opportunity to get up close to your kind. You spoke our language Enochian. Trust me it’s still ingrained in your very souls you just chose to forget it out of shame of what you became. Anyways the duties Adam and Lilith had to perform were to tend to the garden, name the creatures of the land and sea and procreate. Above all, do not eat from the forbidden tree. Simple enough, right? Right, they did what was asked of them. Eden was gorgeous it flourished. Jesus and I would often walk through the garden together and bask in the beaut
Over time Lilith and Adam had begun to bicker more and more often over little things. So Lucifer would fly to earth and calm the situation whatever it was and stay there for hours at a time. Michael had enough he had suspicions on what Lucifer was up to, and so he went to Father and reported to him that Lucifer was spending too much time with the humans that he felt Lucifer was influencing them too much. Michael thought that he was neglecting his responsibilities with the angels... But wasn’t 100% sure. Father assured him that all was well and he would deal with Lucifer. Adam’s possessiveness of Lilith, especially when Lucifer was around had me questioning his intentions too. Adam was displaying dominant traits towards Lilith. Adam didn’t just want to dominate her; he tried to control her. He tried to force her to lay on her back when they fucked to be subservient. Lilith didn’t want to lay on her back as he fucked her, she would not submit. They were made as equals. So Adam began f
Luce brought out the rebel in me. He was my bliss. With him, I tested my limits, to be honest with him, I had none. Lately, Lucifer, usually a very easy going angel had a dark mood, he would angrily lash out on his brothers and sisters. Acting out of his angelic nature. He seemed to be displaying human emotions. He was definitely spending too much time with humans. He was losing himself. During one of our sparring lessons, he was far from the angel that I knew. He was fighting dirty using his powers which caught me off guard. Luci pinned me to the floor when it looked like he was going punch me, he just stopped dropped to his knees and straddled me and stared at me. His eyes refused to leave mine. His ocean blue eyes swarmed with rage and with a look that I couldn't place. His long blond hair a mess over his face.“Luce, what are you doing? What’s wrong brother?’ His wings whipped open, and I saw the first stain on his once beautiful white wings. His base wings had turned black. He fl
For weeks I went out of my way to avoid Lucifer, He had changed, and for once I didn't let my curiosity get the better of me. I wasn’t ready to forgive his transgressions, although he offered no apologies either. Michael, on the other hand, was becoming more protective, never letting me out of his sight. We both felt a significant change in Lucifer one neither of us wanted to acknowledge. Michael and I would travel to the other worlds together carrying out our duties without Luce. We enforce my parents' rules to any who got out of line. Did the aliens have questions yes. Did I answer no. Not like it mattered the aliens would obey no matter what they didn't have a choice, unlike the humans' Mom and Dad's other creations didn't have free will.Angels couldn't blink like gods. They had wings that carried them to wherever that wanted to, faster than light. My mind still wandered to Lucifer from time to time. I replayed the last time I was with him…I still didn’t understand why the sudde
Lilith had convinced Eve to eat the forbidden fruit. Yay feminism. Adam and Eve being cast out of Eden, Abel and Cain, the fallen mingling with human women the monsters born from those unions, the great flood. Blah, blah blah lets cut to where my twin convinced Dad and Mom to let him go to earthborn from a HUMAN Mother! So he can teach man the ways of Father and Mother again. To preach their love to mankind. To bring them back into the safe and loving fold of my parents. Dad decided to go one step further and took most of my twins' power and fuse him with a human soul. So that he may have free will as well and to see if my twin could withstand the pull of corruption and honor thy Father and Mother. To show mankind the love my parents had to offer them. Father's heart was no longer trusting of his creations that included his own children. Lucifer’s betrayal broke Fathers’ heart so much, so we all had to be tested. I didn’t know the trials Jesus would have to endure. If it were up to
I couldn’t lay here anymore, stopping time I blinked to my twin. I pleaded with him to give up and stop this. His wife and daughter will need him. He looked at me with tears in his eyes, ‘sister, please leave. I must do this. They have lost their faith in our Parents, I have to guide them back. For they do not know what they do. ’ ‘ Brother please, you have shown them, be with your wife raise your daughter. Teach her the word of Father and Mother to make her the next in line to take on your legacy. “You think I can not handle the task given to me, do perceive me as weak? Sister, you doubt me? Do you think I cannot handle all that I have endured? The trials and tribulations will be for naught if I don’t follow through. Please leave me, sister.” There was no anger in his voice, just disappointment. ‘Brother I am sorry I have upset you. If I could take your place, I would. Brother, please let me help you.’ Caught off guard Mary put her hand on my shoulder. My power radiated from my body
I knew that Jesus was upset at me for coming in and speaking to Father and asking Him to let my brother come home early and end his trials. To me, I felt like he succeeded in what he was trying to do. He proved our parents were the true gods of mankind and everything in existence. And technically speaking rising from the dead would really drive that point home. Eh eh ?? He’ll forgive me eventually, after all, I was only trying to protect him. His pain and agony were what woke me up from the sleep Father put me in. I wanted to give Jesus a chance to raise his daughter and probably have more. They’ll finally get to see heaven. Seira has been anxiously waiting to be born. Did I forget to mention that my niece Seira's energy/spirit was with us for a while. I taught her how to use her powers for defense and protection. She left to join her vessel a month or so ago. I missed her.I will find a way for Mary to join them in the veil as well once Jesus ascends. I like her, she’s good for my br
In the end, my Father agreed to let me be His sword, but there were conditions. There are always conditions. Mother looked at my Father lovingly and then turned to look at me, she smiled at me. I smiled back and averted my eyes from Her and focused on Father. A goddess shows no weakness. I kneeled in front of Father. I wasn’t dressed in my formal robes. No, I came to Father dressed as a warrior. With the armor, He had bestowed on me. The metal itself was uniquely made for me, no metal on earth or in the galaxies can penetrate it. No magic, no god or immortal could penetrate it. Father created it for me after Lucifer stabbed me. The breast-plate which Mother had infused magick that formed beautiful intricate designs and blessing in our native Enochian. The blessings continued onto my greaves my skirt and my boots. My armor gave off a slight golden glow. It was like a part of me living waiting for battle. My sword which my parents had given me eons ago was at my side I wore my hair loo