Post by Judas on Mar 26, 2016 12:31:35 GMT
A Dream inside Hell (click to listen)
Betrayer....Evil...Sinner....All that was and is....everything.
Bound and accursed by the humans who had sought salvation, I was tormented by the ghosts of the sins of the "PAST".
To save the good, one must forsake his existence....but...
I was taught at that point, "Never pray on a god in a world like this."
Everyone was suffering. There was no hope. There was no light. A shining beacon, an omnipotent savior such as a god can never exist.
If he had been, we would have been saved. Because, god saves his people from suffering. So, what about us? What happened to us?
Maybe, that's why he was chosen.
He was too kind, pure, good-willed and sincere to be called a "human".
He hoped for everyone's happiness while never seeking his own desires.
His happiness was for the people...those what my eyes had told me. At that point, I thought, this man could definitely bring about a revolution.
So I searched him.
I followed him.
I listened to him and I believed in him.
Then, I learned about humanity....about wishes...about having hope.
That was when I had come to know God's words and His benevolence.
Yet, that life came to an end with my will as a man for my people.
For the sake of the revolution....for the sake of my ideals...even my friend...even the light that I had followed and the hope I had held onto...
So flames engulfed the world.
Cries of sorrow and laughter of chaos ensued.
While I had saved the efforts that we had gathered for, the people that once had called me for his aide, had called me a "Devil."
Son of Satan.
Devil among the Angels.
Betrayer of....
For all eternity...that was what had transpired...but not that I had hated it. In fact, I embraced it. Even now, I acknowledged that was forever who I will be.
Yet my heart still ached knowing the sin I had committed, never resulted to the zenith of our aspirations.
But that will change.
Humanity is in peril. Humans...even Heroic Spirits of the past and future, call me the "Betrayer".
Still I am hated...yet these eyes which had seen both damnation and salvation...sees what others cannot.
Foundation of Humanity is in peril....
For our wish...four our aspirations...once again I will move.
Bound and accursed by the humans who had sought salvation, I was tormented by the ghosts of the sins of the "PAST".
To save the good, one must forsake his existence....but...
I was taught at that point, "Never pray on a god in a world like this."
Everyone was suffering. There was no hope. There was no light. A shining beacon, an omnipotent savior such as a god can never exist.
If he had been, we would have been saved. Because, god saves his people from suffering. So, what about us? What happened to us?
Maybe, that's why he was chosen.
He was too kind, pure, good-willed and sincere to be called a "human".
He hoped for everyone's happiness while never seeking his own desires.
His happiness was for the people...those what my eyes had told me. At that point, I thought, this man could definitely bring about a revolution.
So I searched him.
I followed him.
I listened to him and I believed in him.
Then, I learned about humanity....about wishes...about having hope.
That was when I had come to know God's words and His benevolence.
Yet, that life came to an end with my will as a man for my people.
For the sake of the revolution....for the sake of my ideals...even my friend...even the light that I had followed and the hope I had held onto...
So flames engulfed the world.
Cries of sorrow and laughter of chaos ensued.
While I had saved the efforts that we had gathered for, the people that once had called me for his aide, had called me a "Devil."
Son of Satan.
Devil among the Angels.
Betrayer of....
For all eternity...that was what had transpired...but not that I had hated it. In fact, I embraced it. Even now, I acknowledged that was forever who I will be.
Yet my heart still ached knowing the sin I had committed, never resulted to the zenith of our aspirations.
But that will change.
Humanity is in peril. Humans...even Heroic Spirits of the past and future, call me the "Betrayer".
Still I am hated...yet these eyes which had seen both damnation and salvation...sees what others cannot.
Foundation of Humanity is in peril....
For our wish...four our aspirations...once again I will move.
Humanity's salvation will definitely be attained!
I opened my eyes from the dream of hell which I had seen. What met them was the complete opposite of the vision before. The hellish environment and the bloody skies were replaced by the white lands and sky. Instead of ashes, snow fell from the empty sky. I gazed at the white horizon filled with nothing but mountains and trees. Different from that place, the cold climate changed the feeling of rage to merely nothingness.
As I stand at the center of a dead forest, with nothing but snow and rubble around me, thoughts on this place occurred to me. Having been summoned from the Throne, I come to realize humanity's existence at this era. So as one was called, shouldn't I come to their aide and remove myself from this place? Even so, I still put my presence here. My heart's chilled by this place. As if it told me something that I had forgotten in the past. The white barren land reminds me of Paradise. The light and hope that I had followed and held onto.
It was so similar with this place.
Even memories of not so distant past....was it something like this? Chasing after an omnipotent device to achieve something?
Must be due to the summoning further memories were disjointed but there were some recollections of other Heroic Spirits who were summoned somewhere and sometime...so maybe?
"I know who you are and where you have come from. You are from the immortal realm of Barbelo. And I am not worthy to utter the name of the one who has sent you."
I try to remember my words that I said to him. Even now I shall never utter your name, as I stand here at the center of the white world which I aspired.