The holy meme Bible created by the Almighty Shrek himself.
Basically, I'm translating the bible to meme language.
Enjoy!

MORE OF A REALIZATION OF WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN THIS WORLD!

I woke up to the sound of somebody humming. My eyes slowly fluttered open and I found myself staring at a a white ceiling with no air vents. Where was I? Suddenly everything that happened before I blacked out came flooding back. I turned my head slightly to the left which hurt for some reason and I saw a Nurse adjusting the tubes that were connected to monitors behind me that were connected to me.


 I tried to talk, but I couldn't then the Nurse noticed that I was awake. 



She smiled wide "Well howdy Sunshine, it's about time you woke up, how are you feeling?"



I tried to speak again, but it was like my throat and vocal chords weren't functioning. 



She shook her head and patted my hand in sympathy "Sunshine, you won't be able to talk for a couple of days possibly weeks. Your lungs inhaled way to much of the gasoline smoke. So far your lungs are cleared, but your throat is swollen badly. You won't be able to eat solid foods, we're going to be connecting a tube is actually where we'll be feeding you liquids through. I'm really sorry about what happened to you, but it truly is a miracle that you survived. My oh my where are my manners? My name is Nurse Nelly and your name, Lily is beautiful just like you are."



I also had a hard time believing that I was alive which made me wonder if there was someone up there watching over me. What I really wanted to know was if Justin was okay. 



It was like this Nurse read my mind "As for the young man that was found with you, he's still unconscious. There's a possible risk that he will slip into a coma if he doesn't wake up within the next twelve hours."



What? Then I realized that it was  because he hadn't been covering his nose and mouth as long as I had. This was all my fault. I shouldn't have done what he told me to do then I wouldn't be awake right now while he would've been. If I ended up losing Justin over this I have no idea how I was going to live with myself with the guilt that was probably going to consume me.




I just hope that whoever did this to us gets caught and never tries anything like this again. That unknown person almost killed us so this had been the doing of someone who didn't just dislike me, but someone who hated me. I couldn't even begin to think who could've done something like this at least not yet. Nurse Nelly went to get my family saying that she was going to let them visit with me until I fell asleep since my lungs which were worn out were going to make my body feel worn out too.




When I saw my Mom walk in and take my leftJhand in both of hers with tears running down her cheeks I felt my own tears rolling down my cheeks too. I couldn't make a sound, but I knew that my Mom knew how I was feeling by watching me cry. I was angry, frustrated and annoyed at whoever did this. Then the Doctor walked in fifteen minutes later and explained that my left lung was going to need a transplant and if I didn't get one soon we all knew without him saying it that I wasn't going to make it.



So now I was going to have to stay at the hospital for as long as it took for me to get a transplant and until I fully recovered.



FOUR MONTHS LATER




The past four months a lot had happened. I recieved a lung transplant three days later. However because of all of the smoke I had inhaled I now had asthma. So when I was discharged from the hospital two weeks later I had to pick up my prescription which was an inhaler that I would now have to use twice a day. 



I kept going back to the hospital every day after school for three hours where I would talk to Justin about my day or do my homework or both. Justin ended up slipping into a coma the day I got my lung transplant so although he can probably hear me talking to him he doesn't respond or move at all. Brenda who invites me to go shopping with her once a week told me that the Doctors don't think Justin is going to pull out of his coma. Brenda doesn't want to disconnect him since she has hope that he'll pull through. 



Lately though since I feel like I'm to blame for what happened to Justin I've been stressing out more than usual and I feel like my stress might turn into depression. I just don't know how to help Justin get through this, but I visit him everyday anyway because it's my fault that he's in a coma, it should've been me. During the night I wake up with nightmares about Justin waking up and telling me that he hates me that everything that happened to him was all my fault and then he'd dump me and tell me that he could never be with a girl who almost got him killed. I'd wake up in a cold sweat and I'd have a panic attack with wheezing so I'd have to use my rescue inhaler or if I didn't I'd pass out or worse. 



Brenda, Kyle and my Parents were worried about me and I appreciated them being there for me and trying to comfort me, but it didn't make me feel better. I was stressed and depressed for two and a half months. I was pushing everyone away and keeping to myself and I made a promise to myself that once Justin woke up and came out of the coma I was going to break up with him because I didn't want him to get hurt again because of me. I didn't want to be the third girl who break his heart like the other two did, but what else was I supposed to do?




If he died I wouldn't be able to live with myself. The one of my cousins' Myra Winters invited me to go to a Christian church with her. So since I had nothing better to do I went. She told me that she was a Christian-Catholic and I had always admired her ever since I had been in middle school and she had been in high school. 



She was kind-hearted and sweet as well as beautiful and she always forgave never holding a grudge. I had always wanted to be like her and I could never say 'no' to her. She drove us there in her silver box jeep and once we got off and entered the building we sat in the last row. The music that was playing was like nothing I had ever heard and the voices sounded like Angels, as one voice there wasn't one voice that stuck out. 



As I listened to the words they were singing and to the soft, gentle music I felt at peace. It was like nothing I had ever felt before since my life had never felt so at peace like that moment had. Then the Pastor started to talk about God's love how He loves us and how He always will. 


"God loves you and although you feel like you're not worthy of His love it doesn't matter because he loves you and nothing you do will ever make Him stop loving you because His love is infinite which means He will love you forever."



At those words my heart started pounding so hard and loud in my chest. He ended with those words then he said a closing prayer and we exited the building. 




Once we were back inside her jeep, Myra glanced at me with a smile "What did you think?"



I turned to look at her "I want to know more about God."



She nodded "So then would you like to accompany me every Wednesday and Sunday?"



I arched my left eyebrow in confusion "Why Wednesdays?"




"We have Bible study group those days, you can learn more about God that way too, whatever question you have the Bible has the answer."




I was intrigued and fascinated. So I spent the next two and a half months going to church and to Bible study with Myra while still going to college and visiting Justin at the hospital. I told Justin everything that was happening in my life and while a part of me hoped that he would be just as intrigued and fascinated about all of this too. The other part was hoping that he's been listening to everything that I've been saying to him because I don't want to keep any secrets from him, the love of my life.

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WELCOME 

Have you ever read the entire Bible at least once? If you have, share how this experience affected your relationship with God & others. If you have not share what hinders you from doing so & what will you do to overcome that starting this week.

WORD

Acts 17:1-15 New International Version (NIV) says

In Thessalonica

17 When Paul and his companions had passed through Amphipolis and Apollonia, they came to Thessalonica, where there was a Jewish synagogue. 2 As was his custom, Paul went into the synagogue, and on three Sabbath days he reasoned with them from the Scriptures, 3 explaining and proving that the Messiah had to suffer and rise from the dead. "This Jesus I am proclaiming to you is the Messiah," he said. 4 Some of the Jews were persuaded and joined Paul and Silas, as did a large number of God-fearing Greeks and quite a few prominent women.

5 But other Jews were jealous; so they rounded up some bad characters from the marketplace, formed a mob and started a riot in the city. They rushed to Jason's house in search of Paul and Silas in order to bring them out to the crowd.[a] 6 But when they did not find them, they dragged Jason and some other believers before the city officials, shouting: "These men who have caused trouble all over the world have now come here, 7 and Jason has welcomed them into his house. They are all defying Caesar's decrees, saying that there is another king, one called Jesus." 8 When they heard this, the crowd and the city officials were thrown into turmoil. 9 Then they made Jason and the others post bond and let them go.

In Berea

10 As soon as it was night, the believers sent Paul and Silas away to Berea. On arriving there, they went to the Jewish synagogue. 11 Now the Berean Jews were of more noble character than those in Thessalonica, for they received the message with great eagerness and examined the Scriptures every day to see if what Paul said was true. 12 As a result, many of them believed, as did also a number of prominent Greek women and many Greek men.

13 But when the Jews in Thessalonica learned that Paul was preaching the word of God at Berea, some of them went there too, agitating the crowds and stirring them up. 14 The believers immediately sent Paul to the coast, but Silas and Timothy stayed at Berea. 15 Those who escorted Paul brought him to Athens and then left with instructions for Silas and Timothy to join him as soon as possible.

One can make an eternal impact in the lives of others by studying the Bible, applying what you learned & teaching this to others.


2 Timothy 3:16-17 New International Version (NIV) says
16 All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, 17 so that the servant of God[a] may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.

that all Scripture is inspired by God & is useful teaching, rebuking, correcting & training in righteousness, so that the servant of God may be equipped for every good work. This is why we need to study God's word, not merely for knowledge but for transformation.

STUDY GOD'S WORD

As we continue to study the Book of Acts, we follow Paul into chapter 17 where he engaged with all kinds of people that he encounters in his travels. The first place that Paul often went to in different cities was the synagogue. Here in Thessalonica, he gives an account of the Messiah, the promised deliverer of the Jews. Paul refers to the Old Testament to create a 'dialegomai'(Greek) or dialogue from the Scriptures. He explains that the Jesus Christ had to suffer & rise again, as written 


in Isaiah 53:5 New International Version (NIV) says

5 But he was pierced for our transgressions,
    he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
    and by his wounds we are healed.


& in Psalm 16:10-11 New International Version (NIV) says
10 because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead,
    nor will you let your faithful[a] one see decay.
11 You make known to me the path of life;
    you will fill me with joy in your presence,
    with eternal pleasures at your right hand.

Obviously, Paul studied Scriptures & knew what it says about the promised Messiah. Paul related ancient prophesy from Scripture to the historical event of Jesus death on the cross & His resurrection. Paul proclaimed Jesus with boldness & trusted the Lord for the outcome. Indeed, Paul would preach in the synagogue & would get beaten up after, yet he would do the same thing in the next city they would go to. He was not discouraged even if he faced opposition. He knew what his calling was, to preach the good news first to the Jews & then to the Gentiles. His calling was sure & getting beaten up & opposed to his face did not stop him from continuing on his mission. When you have an impact, you will have an uproar. In the things you are doing for God, are you experiencing an "uproar"? Doing God's work  might mean facing hostility from the very people you are trying to reach out to.

APPLY GOD'S WORD 

We must also check our eagerness in approaching God's word. Do you find the Bible bland & boring? Are you excited to encounter God in His word? 


Psalm 1:1-2 New International Version (NIV) says

BOOK I

Psalms 1–41

Psalm 1
1 Blessed is the one
    who does not walk in step with the wicked
or stand in the way that sinners take
    or sit in the company of mockers,
2 but whose delight is in the law of the Lord,
    and who meditates on his law day and night.

Though the Bible does not promise a life without problems it is a deep source which God uses to guide you in making wise decisions as you face life's difficulties & challenges. Apply what you learn from the Bible in your life even before you attempt to share it with others!

TEACH GOD'S WORD  

The next group of people that Paul engages within Acts 17, were the Bereans who were more open to Paul's teaching compared to the Thessalonians. In matters of discernment, we must be like the Jews in Berea who not only studied the Scriptures but also used this to examine what was being preached to them. In listening to preachers, we must have an unbiased eye & be opened to the truth that a preacher teaches but always go back to Scripture & check for ourselves what we heard from the preacher against what the Bible says. Is this how we view the speakers we encounter? With an unbiased eye but a discerning spirit? We need to be careful because there are many false teachers & many more will arise. Like Paul, are you willing to take a beating for something you believe in? It is so hard to teach what you do not believe in, so make sure that you know why you believe what you believe & teach. One of the greatest hindrances to God using you to teach others about the Bible is your unwillingness to apply God's word. Have a self-check, is your Bible knowledge making you arrogant? Beware that it does not, as 


1 Corinthians 8:1 New International Version (NIV)

Concerning Food Sacrificed to Idols

8 Now about food sacrificed to idols: We know that "We all possess knowledge." But knowledge puffs up while love builds up.

As one grows deeper in the knowledge of Christ & the Bible, one should be more understanding, loving & humble. Is this true for you? The Thessalonians did not accept Paul's teaching the first time & yet even with the initial resistance, a church was established in Thessalonica. Paul's commitment to teach God's word no matter the personal consequence to him, eventually bore much fruit. The Thessalonians became an example of how lives surrendered to Jesus can become a vibrant church. We too can be an example of how a surrendered life that studies, applies & teaches the Bible can be transformed because of Jesus Christ.

DISCUSSION QUESTION (PLEASE DO NOT INCLUDE ANYMORE HERE YOUR PAST EXPERIENCE, BECAUSE WE ARE NOW AT THE PRESENT TIME)

1. Which part in this process you excel in & where you need help to improve on? 

Mia's answer: In this process I excel in teaching God's word, I need to help to improve in my studying God's word

Kathy's answer: I would excel in encoding in QuickBooks and Excel.  I also excel in issuing invoices.  I also excel in following up dues from the customers or clients.  I need to improve my character skills.  I should be more patient towards other people.  I should learn to control my emotions. 


2. How will you apply our lesson STUDY, APPLY & TEACH  to your next week of your life? 

Mia's answer: i will apply our lesson to my next week of my life

Kathy's answer: I would apply my lesson to my next week of my life by first reviewing my lessons and then study what's my weaknesses and strengths so I could improve them. 


3. To whom will you teach the Bible this week? 

Mia's answer: I will teach the Bible this week to the workshop I will volunteer

Kathy's answer: I would teach Bible to my online network in Toluna PH and webnovel by sharing our own ideas in this Devotional Time Session.


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Lists of thoughts... Random thoughts... (considered as communion to God Almighty!)

Jean wore his Sunday's best early in the morning. He looked in the mirror. A clean-shaven, porcelain-like face stared with its piercing brown eyes and its somewhat thin eyebrows raised.

Jean checked his mouth for any remnants of the eggs and rice he ate almost half an hour ago. Then, he turned off the bathroom lights, ignoring his dirty clothes wrapped in his towel on the hamper at the door.

Jean opened his filing cabinet with his keychain and looked at his accounted expenditures. He wondered briefly about future purchases and profitable investments. Jean shook his head and locked up the cabinet.

Eventually, Jean slipped on his shoes and the standard-issue black clergy cassock. 

It was time. He had deacon duties to do.

The drive to the Renningberry Catholic Church took only minutes. Jean stepped out of his neat and tidy blue Ford Bronco. Although it was getting old, he took diligent care of it.

Jean jingled his keys and opened the rusty doors of the Church. Its noise brought peace to his mind. Even with all the tweeting of birds, it was nice to hear noises that could alert Jean.

Jean held his duties with solemn dedication and maintained the aging organ among many other things. Hours passed and soon, he was done.

Jean laid a Bible in his lap as he sat in front of the organ. His fingers danced across the keys, practicing different arrangement of Gothic music.

A loud thrum of a sputtering transmission broke into the melody, but Jean did not stop. Soon, Pastor Nick arrived. His large form comically contrasted his position, yet his aging appearance showed he did not lack experience. He was a decent-looking man in his fifties, after all.

"Jean! You're here early, like always, huh? You're such a good kid. Are you going to lead the liturgy again?" Pastor Nick called, walking towards the altar.

"Yes, Brother Nick. 'For the Lord Grants wisdom! From his mouth come knowledge and understanding.' Proverbs 2:6." Jean replied. He stopped playing.

"I still don't know why you come in so early. A talented and good-hearted kid like you should be sweeping the entertainment industry!" Pastor Nick chuckled. "You play music like a Heaven-sent angel, you know that, Jean?"

"I have faith the Lord guides me to help others. 'Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding.' Proverbs 3:5." 

"Jean! You don't have to be so stiff. Why do you need to quote the Scriptures when both of us are well-read?"

"We must stay true to our teachings. 'Without wise leadership, a nation falls; there is safety in having many advisers.' What better advisers can there be than the Scriptures themselves?"

"Well, I knew I shouldn't have argued with you. You keep drowning me in your faith. Lighten up a little, huh?" Pastor Nick scratched at his stubble.

"I'm just joking with you! I'm young but lacking experience. If I want to enjoy the world, I have to make my own fun, right?" Jean winked at Pastor Nick.

Pastor Nick jarred in his step as he was walking to his office in the basement, suitcase in hand. "Y-yeah. Life's too short to worry so much about. Just don't go overboard. You keep reminding me of old Pastor Francis."

"Fine, Brother Nick. I'll see you at Mass."

Jean continued playing the organ until the main congregation filed in.

Jean rang the bell as Pastor Nick stood behind him. They went through the Rites lethargically. When the hymns came up, Jean lively led the Choir and congregation. Jean preached for the sermon and homily about truth and happiness. He noted the tragic end of William and Veronica, with their children. The Profession of Faith and the Prayers passed quickly.

Small baskets were passed around for donations as offertory began. Soon, the end neared.

Pastor Nick only offered Natalie the pitiful amount of wine left in the chalice. She was recently accepted by Yaler, long served as a volunteer for the homeless and needy, and always had good behavior. 

After the drink, she became a little flushed so Pastor Nick helped her sit on the side. Pastor Nick blessed the congregation but said Natalie told him she wanted to confess her sins privately before leaving on Tuesday.

Members of the congregation shuffled out, slightly tired but invigorated by the teachings of Deacon Jean and Pastor Nick. Their cars slowly pulled out and left only three behind.

Jean softly smirked. He cleaned up the pews and after the Mass methodically. Today was special.

Jean stretched and decided he took long enough. Pastor Nick closed the Church doors for his private session with Natalie. It didn't take a genius to figure out what he was doing.

Jean tucked his thick, hardcover Bible under his armpit. He slowly walked down the steps, appreciating the history of the stone foundation. At the door, he heard muffled noises. Jean unlocked the door and then knocked.

"Brother Nick? It's getting late. Shouldn't Natalie get home soon?"

Jean opened the door mid-sentence.

There, Pastor Nick stood, half-way thrusting into the sprawled form of Natalie. Her hands were bound by taut rope to sconces on the wall and her mouth was filled with a ball gag. Her legs similarly were spread apart, tied, and weakly moving in resistance.

Pastor Nick's arm was drawn back, with a riding crop in hand. It fell out of his grasp. Already, long red lines drew across Natalie's skin, slightly bleeding.

"Jean, wait!"

Jean stood in place, imprinting the memory. How many years had he known this was going on? Too many, that's how many. Father Francis didn't go to the grave willingly, and Jean knew this too...

"Jean, I can explain! This is… yes. She wanted this! We're just having adult fun! There's no need for you to be here!"

"Brother Nick," Jean said, coldly. "I was going to debate the Scriptures with you. 'My eyes are red with weeping; dark shadows circle my eyes." Job 16:16. Is that not what I see from Natalie? 'Shouldn't someone answer this torrent of words? Is a person proved innocent just by a lot of talking?' Job 11:2. Can I trust you anymore, Brother Nick? Shouldn't I trust the words of Natalie?"

Pastor Nick slowly pulled up his pants and walked over to the door.

"Jean. Forget this ever happened. Next time--"

"NEXT TIME?!" Jean thundered.

"Jean!" Pastor Nick bowed to Jean for forgiveness. "Please!" They stood in silence.

Jean began mumbling quietly.

"What was that, Jean?" Pastor Nick asked. Another moment of silence passed.

"I called the police. They're going to arrest you."

"What?! NO! I CAN'T END LIKE THIS! HOW DARE YOU, UNGRATEFUL WHELP!! I WILL KILL YOU!!"

Pastor Nick charged at the door. Jean fled, dropping the phone.

They both ran up the stairs, and Jean let Pastor Nick catch up.

Pastor Nick tackled Jean's legs and screamed in fury. They both fell forwards.

"Let go! Let go! LET GO!!!" Jean yelled at the desperate man.

Pastor Nick pummeled Jean's androgenous legs as Jean tried to slip away.

Jean smiled brightly.

His Bible fell like a guillotine. A cold snap broke the air, and with a swift kick, Pastor Nick fell down the stairs like a ragdoll. A sickening thump splattered the end of his fall.

Jean slowly walked down the stairs, enduring the pounding his legs encountered.

At the bottom, Pastor Nick spawled like broken toy, probably looking like what the many women he groomed and tasted felt like. A pool of red began forming.

Jean bent down to feel his pulse. There was none.

Jean stumbled over to Natalie. He removed the ball gag to hear her sobbing and slowly untied her limbs. She cried endlessly, so Jean patted her head.

"There, there. It's all over. 'He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever.' Revelation 21:4." he cooed.

Jean hugged Natalie until the police arrived.

The city launched an investigation into the incident. Many women attested to Jean's innocence and Pastor Nick's vile ways. There was enough physical evidence to put Pastor Nick behind bars for life and even more. People whispered rumors and spread gossip about Father Francis. Yet, Jean stayed a devout and proud Catholic Christian who acted in heroic self-defence. 

Jean took over the Renningberry Catholic Church. Pope Jon Paul the Great commended Jean and took measures to condemn the sexual misconduct of the Catholic Church while apologizing to victims.

Jean continued living normally, albeit with more respect and publicity. He removed one more shackle, all in the eyes of the public. He could use even more subliminal messages to imprint his alibi into the mind of the public. Jean smiled more brightly in public. It was all going to plan, after all.

Wasn't the best disguise in plain sight?

The camera views the actions of an aspiring serial killer. 

How far and how close can he come to reality?

(Written on my phone to spite Rebirth of A Serial Killer by Kotrem and because I always wanted to write  a serial killer series. 

Any similarities to real people, places, and works are not to be taken seriously.)

 "Pastor?" Grace asked.
"My apologies. Of the many things that keep my blood boiling is knowing that the Kingdom age is coming." Eagle laughed.
Grace glanced back at Chris who simply shook his head.
"We don't have a choice, Dear. It may be insane… but he has a point. We can't unite the world through religion if our hands were tainted with the blood of many innocents. That's why it's best to turn those innocents into guilty killers."
"Aptly spoken, Mr. Carlean!" Eagle praised.
Grace sighed and shook his head. If his husband had been converted into Eagle's charm, there was no use fighting.
"How do you propose that we do that, Pastor? Are there any specific methods that you want us to do?"
"The Aragarians are planning to gather the Jews and return them once more to their homeland. Just as how King Cyrus acted when he defeated Nebuchadnezzar. Israel will return once more to their home… However, the Aragarians would probably be threatened that if other nations offer their aid to help the Jews. What if, Pangea offers their support to the Jews once more?"
"How?"
"Simple. Create a possible business relationship with this newly established country. Most countries won't give their support to Israel. And if history has proven any right, the neighboring countries might once more find excuses to attack Israel. The Aragarian's might act behind the scene and cause these countries to make them outraged at the Jews, but at the same time, the Aragarian's will use their connections to protect the Jews. Are you following what their intentions are?" Eagle turned to the couple.
Chris and Grace nodded.
"Right. Protect them until all the Jews are gathered and then with one full sweep, abandon their protection resulting in the massacre of the Jews."
"They're keeping the Jews close, and its enemies closer," Chris added.
"Exactly. So what better way to stop this than for a country to step up on the early phases of the Aragarian's plan."
"I see. Then there would be two different places for the Jews to run to."
"Exactly. If New Great Britain comes on board with this, or perhaps even China, then the Aragarians will have a problem. What would they do?"
"Manipulate the countries to attack us…" Grace answered immediately.
"Right. These countries will then be attacked through the manipulation of the Aragarians. Who knows what they will do? I imagine some of them would be blatantly obvious and insulting to the intellectual, but the nation will still attack."
"And that's when they do the counter-attack?"
Yes. The sad truth is; the entire world cannot all believe in the gospel. Some just don't have the capacity to believe. And so, we have to orchestrate events such as this and even the events that we will soon create to make Christianity the one religion."
"Then what steps should we be doing right now?"
"I've already given my advice. I'm sure that Seeker or that boy Arthur already knows of this. But they sent you here to get something else from me… And that's my knowledge of the Bible."
"Why can't they know about the Bible themselves?" Chris asked.
"I mean… Seeker knows the future and probably could guess the general direction you led the world too… Also, Lennox and Arthur should have been smart enough to know this."
Eagle gave a hearty laugh.
"They are uncertain because they have not grasped the Bible in its entirety."
"My guess is, on Seeker's future, I led the world using a different theological view. The most possible scenario is that I believed that a certain theology that I do not believe in would be the best view to take. Either because of the events that would shortly follow or perhaps, and more disturbingly, because my faith may have been shaken at the extermination of the Jews. But right now, Seeker is asking what to do since the Jews are alive."
"What about Arthur? Could he not analyze this with his father?"
"The spiritual answer is no. Because the Word of God is to be spiritually discerned. But the humanistic answer is that those two are being humble. They don't want to waste time studying theology. Do you really think that Christianity is simple? Far from it! It is complex, mysterious and divisive. Since the death of Christ, various forms of Christianity had appeared. Some from a wrong interpretation over Scripture, some from the abandonment of Scripture and some from overemphasizing other parts of Scripture. Because of that, there are probably hundreds of theological views to study in order to perfectly plot out the future." Eagle explained.
"So why should they exert effort in that when they can ask you?" Chris asked.
"Correct. That is their reasoning. But sadly, I must leave you without any solid answers for now. I will not dictate the steps that they must take. Instead, I have an order to them. Not a suggestion. An order or demand if you will. I have to meet with all the Overcomers, potential Ranked Heroes and any other person of interest."
"Meet them how? We can't bring them here. With so many around the world creating an online transmission is risky."
"I have to meet them personally. And that will be Seeker and Arthur's little assignment as they make their wars. They have to plan the war in such a way that it can bring all of these people in one area." Eagle explained.
"But why?" Wouldn't it be better to tell us now?"
"If I say it now, I believe that it will cause more harm than good."
"You want to convince the Overcomers and the leaders?" Chris understood the hidden meaning of Eagle's plan.
"Yes." Eagle smiled and did not even hide his plan.
"But of course, don't accuse me of trying to shove in the Gospel. I admit, it is my intention, however, if Seeker wants this world to be united in this religion, he must heed my words. I need the Overcomer's to believe. And so, I won't be getting into the details of what they should do, but find a way to gather all the Overcomers and important leaders to one place."
"That's basically impossible to do immediately. Then this is what you meant by Seeker to delay his plans of war. You want them to use war as a means to gather everyone together."
"Yes. I know that Seeker intends to forcefully take over a particular country and create a ripple effect by attacking the WGP. If a nation challenges and does significant damage to the WGP, other nations might participate. He wants the WGP out to acquire the technology it has. That is to say, Seeker intended to create a Continental War here in the Americas or in the Western extremes of Europe or Africa. That plans not good as we have to present ourselves as the righteous group."
"So our team should focus on what exact actions?"
"One, make these nations a bastion of Christian faith. They have to take over the leadership and make religion something important once more. Two, show support to the Jews. Ideally, they have to create support for them and while the Aragarians are gathering them, you have to convince other nations to act antagonistically against the Jews."
"How do we do that?" Chris pondered.
"I think we'll have to let Arthur and Lennox decide that. We can use a lot of tools, Hon. Economics, geography, politics, the Underworld…"
"I see." Chris nodded.
"You also will need to aid me in building churches all over the world. Once all of these are in place, and when we have churches planted all over the world, you have to change how the world views Christians. You should create political, religious and even ethnic groups that will persecute and attack Christians. This will be harder to deal with. Unlike the former reason, it's easy to create one reason as the Jews will have a geographical place. But Christians are all over the world. You'd have to be creative in doing this."
Grace frowned this time.
"I don't understand, Pastor. Why is that?"
"For vengeance of course. If we are to simulate the End of Times, then we should do it in all of its accuracies. If we are to come as people and powers that will judge this world, then they have to do something that deserves judging. This generation should know and should see, why they are going to face such calamities. The blood of Christians and Jews must taint their hands so that when we initiate our plan and reveal great desolations, they will feel guilty."
"But Pastor. That means that the churches and communities we will be creating… and even ministers from your church will die."
"Of course. That is what's necessary."
Grace couldn't help but shudder.
"Pastor, this is madness. I don't think I can see you as a Pastor anymore. You want us… and by effect, you are asking me… to build communities, gather groups of people, who will share in the faith that I have believed in… and all of this, is so that they will be slaughtered?"
"Yes." Eagle could not hide his smile. It was as innocent as his other smiles. But both Chris and Grace could sense a powerful and almost murderous desire rising.
"I thought you were supposed to send your ministers in these countries! What about your mission to spread God's Word?" Grace couldn't help but reject Eagle's plan. Chris sat down silently and waited for the Pastor to give his answer.
"That has and will always be my concern. Even before the defeat of the Aragarians, my concern is for the World to know of God. But how has He made Himself known? Through the fulfillment of His prophesies that His word may be true and everything false! Do you not understand? Death and persecution must happen within the Church. People of great faith and trust in the Lord, must all die! It is a requirement for the days to come."
"What days to come?"
"In prophetic language, there is one specific sermon that Jesus spoke of. That will be the time from now until we gather every one of your leaders for a Bible Study. Seeker must follow the events in that prophecy which is a preamble to the real stuff that's about to happen."
"The Olivet Discourse!" Grace realized what Eagle was talking about. She had been in church since her younger years and even when she was working for the Force of America, her mother and father would often remind her to at least, listen to some online sermons and would even send her some links.
"What's the Olivet Discourse?" Chris asked.
"It's a talk that Jesus had in private with His Disciples. It's in three of the four gospels. Matthew, Mark, and Luke record this discussion. It's called the Olivet Discourse because Jesus spoke to his disciples in the Mount of Olives. And in all three accounts, Jesus told them of the things to come. What Eagle is saying… is that Seeker must fulfill the first part of that prophecy." Grace no longer called the Pastor according to his religious title, but directly called out his last name.
Eagle did not even react negatively at this call but simply smiled.
"Correct. That is the plan. The Olivet Discourse talks about the signs of the coming end of the world. Wars, rumors of wars, earthquakes, famine, and pestilence. These events have to happen in succession and must come quickly. And here lies the difficulty of this challenge. Seeker has to start wars and end them quickly."
"Earthquakes, famine, and pestilence too? If we are to do that, it would involve the use of weapons of mass destruction…" Chris continued to analyze.
"Chirs! You're actually ok with this?" Grace was stunned that Chris had no problem with this.
"Of course not. But honestly Hon, what choice do we have? There is very little that we can use to convince the world to side with us. The Aragarians can offer bribes of a good life of richness, peace, technology and so on can make the world our enemies. What can we offer to the world that they can't offer? We can't offer them richness, peace, good life and whatever… The road that Eagle is suggesting has been the road that Zeek had planned all along. He cannot offer these things. So instead of offering it, he'll promise the opposite."
"Death and destruction?!" Grace cried.
"Yes. But also a hope of an eternal after-life. And religion is really the key here. We can't counter-offer what they will soon be giving. But if we paint them out to be the devil and show how their promises are fake and that real promises await them… then we have a shot. Pastor Eagle is saying that we go by-the-book in this. We follow the Bible's path of prophecy down to the dot and do so in an extremely clear way. People who see it and believe will be our allies.' Chris explained with a sigh.
"I'm guessing that Pastor intends to send people for their deaths because it's also part of Scripture?"
"Yes."
"But Pastor…If that is the case and you know these churches will be attacked… why won't you make plans to save them?"
Eagle turned to Chris and seemed to be thinking of something.
"Hmm…Should I tell you? I guess this is a good thing that your leaders will have to note off…" Eagle pondered.
"It's like this… Now, this is something most preachers won't ever talk about. It's my own personal view of Grace and Wrath. Every generation has to have martyrs. For the Word of the Lord in Luke 11:49-50 must be fulfilled! 'Therefore also the Wisdom of God said, I will send them prophets and apostles, some of whom they will kill and persecute, so that the blood of all the prophets, shed from the foundation of the world, maybe charged against this generation.'"
"You will… allow them to be killed so that the nations that killed them will be judged?" Chris confirmed.
"It is not what I will, but this has been the way since the beginning. Mercy has always been reciprocated by anger and the death of those who God sent, and that is why they will receive judgement. Now that I know war is inevitable, then the deaths of the church and the saints of God will be used as fuel for the coming burning wrath."
"The death toll of this war will be in the millions!" Grace shouted.
"And millions more will have the chance to repent when they see the destruction reaching their lands. As I said, I want people to turn to the Lord! And war, suffering, pain, and death have always been the best tools to usher in repentance! So let the war come! The prophecies of Jesus in the Olivet Discourse is nigh at hand!"
Chris shook his head and stood up calling his wife.
"Let's go." Chris smiled.
"We're just leaving like that?!" Grace argued.
"Honey… Our mission is complete. You have nothing much more to say… Right, pastor."
Eagle nodded.
"We have our mission, Hon. And our orders are our top priorities. If you like, talk to Zeek directly. It won't be Pastor Eagle fulfilling all of these after all." Chris smiled and gave Grace a light tug as he started to walk out.
Grace could only walk in defeat but she left an angry glare at Eagle.
"Looks like Grace hates you." Eagle's wife gave a light chuckle.
Eagle simply shrugged his shoulders.
"She still thinks I've mind-controlled her husband after all… She'll come around. Ironic. And I thought I'd have more opposition from the atheist. But instead, I got it from someone who grew up listening and learning the Bible."
Eagle laughed.
"As it has always been." Eagle's wife smiled.
"Right…"
…
…
Back in Pangea, a frustrated Harker was adjusting for Seeker's crazy plans the next day.
"An RPG to school? What is he trying to pull?!" Harker cursed.
DING!
An encrypted call was being received on his computer.
This was the encrypted message from the Americas. Since the message was important, only a single device inside the military base could decrypt and receive the call.
"Yes?" Harker answered promptly.
"Tell Zeek that he has to delay his plans. We also should prepare the coming war so that we can have a group bible study somewhere with the Pastor." Chris ended the call.
"War for a Bible study?! What's wrong with these damned Carleans?!" Harker cursed once more.


An alien race invaded the Earth on June 6, 2128. At the midst of this war, many nations allied with the alien threat and the war nearly wiped out the rebelling humans of the planet. At the edge of mankind's survival, the United Nations Army launched its forces to eliminate the immediate stellar threats that loomed over Earth.

General Seeker Carlean, commander and leader of the mission, risked and gave his life to destroy the immediate stellar threat. The battle was won though Earth lay in ruins. Perhaps mankind will live to see a few years of peace before the alien threat returns to wipe out their existence.

At the immediate aftermath of the stellar battle, the fallen Seeker Carlean awakens and finds himself at aged 17, living the peaceful life he lived 16 years before he died.

So begins a new game in the battle for humanity's survival.

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Cover art by Jayps. http://www.behance.net/Jayps

"Hahaha~ You're very greedy, Lucius. And I will grant all your wishes."

"Seriously? You're really going to grant it ?!" I asked the God of Bible in a slightly harsh tone and distrust.

"Yes. Didn't I swear? I look very bad to me if I break my swear." The God of Bible said to me in a calm voice.

I who heard the words of the God of the Bible thought: 'I did not think that he would grant all my wishes. Doesn't he think that I'm too much and too OP?'

I thinking about the reason why the God of Bible granted my wishes easily. For several minutes I thought about it before hearing the voice of the God of the Bible that made me get out of my mind.

"All right. Is that the only wish you want?" God of Bible asked me in a tone that sounded authoritative.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"Don't you want to make another wish?"

"Eh?... I can still make a wish? Is that okay? Hasn't the request I made made me very OP?" I asked in a slightly surprised tone because he could reapply to the God of Bible while thinking:

'Is God od Bible a fool? Or because he's too genius?... Maybe the statement 'Genius is only one level above Crazy' is a true statement.'

"Yes. You can still submit more requests to me because you still have enough Fate Points to make more requests. And indeed your wishes make you too OP, but to me you are still weak." God of the Bible answered before asking Lucius: "So Lucius, do you want to make another wish?"

"... Y-Yes. Maybe a little more." I answered quickly.

"Then, state your wishes." God of the Bible said to me.

"Can I think about it... again?" I say politely.

"I told you! You don't need to be too formal with me!" The God of Bible said to me in a slightly loud tone.

"Oh, sorry."

"Haah~ It's okay and you can think of the wish you want to make again." God of the Bible said to me.

I began to think again about the wish I wanted: 'I already have OP skills and my magic energy (Mana) is also unlimited. I can create any skills and objects with the skills I have. Even I am an Immortal. I am also no longer attached to Fate and my existence is arguably hidden because my existence is not recorded in the Book of Akashic Records. Then what else?'

I keep thinking and thinking, until I find out what is missing from me. What I don't have is...

...is Physical Strength and an Army.

"I have decided it." I say to the God of the Bible.

"Hmm? Then, mention everything."

"My wish is: I want to have very high physical strength that can destroy a world with a single punch." I mentioned my first request to God of the Bible.

"Hoo~ Interesting. I'll grant it."

'Ha?! Granted?! Is the God of Bible stupid? Does he not worry if I destroy a world?' I thought when I heard that my wish was granted.

"My second wish is: I want to have Sung Jin-Woo's 'Shadow Extraction' skill, 'Save Shadow' skill, and 'Shadow Exchange' skill from the 'Solo Leveling' manhwa. But I want the 'Save Shadow' skill able to save Shadow Soldiers with unlimited capacity." I mentioned my second wish in a tone that sounded very calm.

"Granted."

"My third wish is: I want you to create me some Shadow Soilders." I mentioned my third wish to the God of Bible.

"Granted. But how many Shadow Soldiers do you want? And what do you want me to create Shadow Soilders?" Asked the God of Bible after granting my third request.

"I want to have 25,000,000,000 Shadow Infantry from manhwa 'Solo Leveling', 20,000,000,000 Shadow Magician from manhwa 'Solo Leveling', 15,000,000,000 Shadow High Orcs from manhwa 'Solo Leveling', 15,000,000,000 Shadow Ice Bear from manhwa 'Solo Leveling', and 15,000,000,000 Shadow Wyverns that look like Kaisel from the manhwa 'Solo Leveling'. And I also want to have 10,000,000,000 Shadow Dragons (Shadow Soilders with perfect dragon shapes) which have a length of about 75-80 meters." I mentioned the number of Shadow Soilders I wanted and what the Shadow Soilder I wanted was without the slightest guilt.

"... Why do you need so many Shadow Soilders? Are you going to start a war? And if you want to start a war, what or who is your enemy?" Asked the God of Bible in a tone that sounded serious after listening to my wish.

"Maybe someday, I will go to a war ... I'm sure that in the future, I will have many enemies that stronger than me. I also want to have my own Army that will never betray me, but it is very difficult for me to trust others ." I said in a cold tone before continuing again in the same cold tone: "In any world and any universe, everyone is the same. All living things are very easy to be controlled, even a God can be controlled by humans who are weaker than the God."

"Hoo~? I see. Indeed, all living things are very easily controlled by using wealth, power, or strength, but how is a weak human you said before can control a God that thousands times stronger than that human?" Ask the God of Bible seriously after listening to my words.

"Humans, Monsters, Devils, Angels, Gods and Goddess are the same creatures. Their only difference is race, status, power, and strength, but they can still be controlled with 5 things." I answered the God of Bible in a tone that sounded serious.

"Hmm? And what 5 things do you mean?" Ask God of the Bible.

"First (1): Treasure, second (2): Power, third (3): Honor, fourth (4): Threats, and ..."

"And?"

"And the fifth (6): Trust."

"...Hahahahahahahahahaha~ You're really interesting, Lucius! Really, really interesting! But you know that is the nature of living things, right?" Asked the God of Bible after laughing out loud.

"Yes, I know. That's why I chose to have a Shadow Soilder that can be ascertained that they will never betray me because it's only me they serve and only my orders they obey." I say to the God of Bible.

"Haha~ Alright, I'll grant it."

"I also want to add a little skill to my Shadow Soilder." I say to the God of Bible.

"What skill do you want to add to them, Lucius?" Ask God of Bible in a tone that sounds authoritative.

"I want all my Shadow Soilders to have skills that can take magic energy and life energy from my enemies or the sentient beings I choose and give it to me. I also want all my Shadow Soilders to have a deadly aura that very intimidates my enemies." I say to the God of the Bible.

"Alright, I'll grant it. The skills I will give to all your Shadow Soilders are the 'Drain' and 'Aura of Death' skills. The 'Drain' skill can make your Shadow Soilders absorb or drain the magic energy, stamina, and life energy of others living things, but first your Shadow Soilders must touch the living creature before activating this skill. And the 'Aura of Death' skill that makes your Shadow Soilders have an aura of death itself. Is that enough, Lucius? " Said the God of Bible describing the skills that my Shadow Soilders would have.

"Yes. Thank you and that's more than enough for me." I say to the God of the Bible.

"You're welcome. Do you still want another wish?" Ask the God of Bible to me.

"N-No. That's already too OP for me." I answered the God of Bible in a tone that sounded shocked.

"Good. Now, what world do you want to visit?" Ask God of the Bible.

"I'll think about it first." I answer calmly.

"Fine. Think about it, you have plenty of time for that." God of the Bible said to me.

I started thinking about the world I wanted to go to first. I keep thinking about Anime, Film, Manhwa, Manhua, Games and Novels on Earth and searching for the most powerful and exciting world. For this time, I decided to strengthen my physical strength first. I don't know how many minutes I've been thinking

"I have chosen the world I want to visit." I say to the God of Bible.

"What world do you want to visit, Lucius?" Ask the God of Bible.

"I want to go into the Sword Art Online (SAO) anime. 1 year before the story begins." I answer.

"Hoo~? If I may know, why do you want to go to that world? Isn't there no such thing like magic?" Asked the God of Bible after hearing my answer.

"Although there is no magic there, I think the story is quite good and pleasant. Ah, I also want to keep my strength from the real world while I am in Sword Art Online." I told God of the Bible in a tone that sounded a little happy.

"That is very easy, but your Shadow Soilders cannot enter the Sword Art Online Game. Don't you mind that?" Ask the God of Bible to me.

"That doesn't matter to me." My answer.

"All right, then I'll grant all your wishes and see you later, Lucius." God of the Bible said to me and slowly its form (white ball) began to disappear into particles of white light.

"Yes, see you later and thank you, the God of Bible." I said politely to the God of the Bible.

"I told you, you don't need to be too formal with me!" Said Gid of Bible in a slightly loud tone before disappearing from me. Seeing this I felt very happy, but my happy feeling disappeared because I realized something.

"WAIT!! How about me?! How about the wish I want?! Ho-" My speech was interrupted when I heard the electronic noise from inside my head.

[Installing System ...

10%

ERROR! ERROR! ERROR!]

[Host, please choose to reincarnate, integrate, or create a new body so System can be installed and integrate with Host's Soul and Body]

"Ah? It has been granted." I said after hearing the sound from my System.

[Host, please choose to reincarnate, integrate, or create a new body so System can be installed and integrate with Host's Soul and Body]

"I chose to make a new body." I say to System.

[Host chose to make a new body]

[Showing the body making panel]

After hearing the sound from System, I saw a panel to make a black game character right in front of me.

"All right. I will make my new body, let's make it!"

I also started to make my new body and it's clear I want my new body to look very handsome. I clicked there and clicked here, made adjustments there and made adjustments here. Minutes passed to hours, hours passed to days, and days passed to weeks. I don't know how long I've made my new body. Until-

"System, I'm done making my new body." I say to System.

[Host's new body has been created]

[Integrating Host's Soul with Host's New Body in 3... 2... 1... Completed]

My eyes darkened after System said that, but I could feel my body. I also tried to open my eyes. After I opened my eyes I saw that I was in my new body. I also tried to see my new body, after a few seconds I heard System speak again:

[Installing System...

10%

20%

30%

40%

50%

60%

70%

80%

90%

100%

Installation complete]

[Integrating the System with Host's Soul and Body in 3... 2... 1... Completed]

[Hello Host, I am the System that you want from God of the Bible to help and accompany you on the journey you are going to do]

"Oh, oka-" My words were interrupted by a System sound that was heard again in my head.

[System integration process has been completed]

[Performs the next stage]

'The next step?' I thought confusedly.

[Next stage: Choosing the world that Host wants to visit]

"Oh. I chose the world of Sword Art Online, 1 year before the story began." I say to System.

[The world has been chosen ...]

[World: Sowrd Art Online, Time: One year before the story begins]

[Teleport Host to the world of Sword Art Online. Location: Antarctica, Time: One year before the story begins in 3... 2... 1... Completed]

"Wai-" My eyesight had turned dark again before I could finish my words.

Sydney had gone to bed the previous night feeling violated and defeated by Jim, whom she thought she liked, whom she thought was an alright guy, but that was then and this is now. He had ruined his self image to her. It had all come out as him being a spoiled, entitled, rich, little snob. His statue she had created, had shattered into bits as she bashed it with a fireplace poker and stomped it with her foot.

Sydney woke up to Margaret shaking her vigorously, she had her hands on her shoulders. 

"Wake up already. It's time to get started!" Sydney wiped her eyes, kind of annoyed, not ready for the day, not really caring. The time after Jim had done what he did moved slower than anything she'd ever dealt with before. It crept by like pancake syrup. She couldn't focus on one particular task the night previous, and she was starting to make Margaret angry. Right before she put her head down on her pillow, Margaret spoke her own opinion rather vocally.

"You should of just given what he wanted, girl." Margaret had stopped her coming in their room right at the door. 

"And that would be right? In what way?" Sydney pushed past her, she didn't want to hear it, and she didn't want others to either. None of anyone else's business, and she wasn't interested in getting in further trouble with her masters.

"It would just be easier than what's to come!"  Margaret shook her head and pressed her fingers to her forehead where her temples were. 

"I'm not his doll, his plaything, his tool!" Sydney was enraged about the injustice she had been through.

"Useless you are right now!" Margaret barked.

"What do you mean, Margaret?!"Sydney looked confused.

"You've been messing stuff up all day long!" She scoffed. 

"What do you expect, I can't keep my head straight!"

"For you to move on like it didn't happen, it's the only way to survive this ordeal, young one." Margaret put her hand on Sydney's. 

"How would you know about all of this, what I'm going through?" Sydney frowned acutely, staring up at the slanted ceiling. 

"It's happened to many maids around her, you weren't the only one!" 

"What?" How long had this gone on for? The whole thing was a surprise to her, she had been living there for years, and didn't see things like that going on. She was wondering when such things had happened to who.

"Right. I'll tell you." Margaret patted Sydney's head. Shaking her head again.

"Every pretty maid for the past twenty years had been preyed upon by the head of the house, Mr. Phillip."

"Why hadn't I seen any of this going on?" Sydney was confused again.

"That's a long story, but let's just say Mrs. Rose Taylor, put a stop to it for awhile. Right before you were brought on."

"Well, you said twenty years. Why hadn't she stopped it before then?" Margaret closed her eyes.

"The lady is an adamant follower of Christ, our lord and savior, through the catholic church, she spent many hours in her room praying, and studying the bible. She didn't see what happened in her own home. Except, at some point, she was visited by her daughter, Jules. Who told her what happened to a little maid named Rebecca." Margaret went on to tell her what had happened to poor, unfortunate, Rebecca. Of course, it was the story Margaret had decided was appropriate, leaving out her own not so decent part in it.

"Where'd they send her? How could they do such a thing to her?!" Sydney lost her respect for Mr. Taylor and Jim, and she also achieved a new understanding of Jules. She did not like what Mrs. Taylor did to Rebecca, as clearly it was her own Husband's fault. Maybe she wanted to protect him.

"I don't know where she went. I became numb to the maids in this household cycling through, all of my friends and coworkers not being the same from year to year. I don't tend to make any friendships anymore. That's just how it is, girl." Margaret sighed. 

Sydney had a new found hate for the masters of her house, and almost was determined to take some kind of revenge. She wanted to hit that bible thumper with her own book. She wanted to cut off Phillip's male parts. She wanted to rip a hole in Jim's lips. But, instead, logically, instead of murderously, she just went to bed, crying. 

￼

A few days later, after working diligently and doing her best to ignore Jim and the other masters, Sydney had an argument about what do about her problem.

"Why can't I?!" Sydney yelled, kicking and screaming. Margaret put her hand over Sydney's mouth.

"Shh!! You don't want to wake them!" Margaret looked concerned.

"Who even cares?!" She hissed trying to be loud even though Margaret was forcing her to be quiet.

"You should be smart about all of this! What about your job? Your lively-hood? How are you to get revenge without playing it on the cool side?"

Sydney had always been a bit raging and foolhardy. She preferred to take everything head on, and honestly. She wanted to make her intentions clear, right at the start. To her dismay though, if she were to try a full throttle approach she would likely get canned.

"I could just go up to that damned bible thumper and tell her what's going on."

"There's no way you'd get to stay in this house. You'd go to where Rebecca is." Margaret put her hand over her old crinkled face, taking it off of Sydney's mouth. Sydney decided to stop being loud. She knew she was right.

"So, what do you suggest I do?"

"Make Jim fall madly for you." Margaret stared.

"Do fucking what?" Sydney was really mad now. Her blood boiled hard. Her face was as red as a beet in the summertime sunshine.

"Like I said." Margaret rolled her eyes. "Simple as that."

"I've never been with a man." Sydney said, petrified. "I don't know what I'd even do!" Sydney shook her head in defiance. Why are we all seen as sexual objects and nothing more? Sydney thought, enraged.

"You make him want you really bad. Play with his affections." Sydney had no idea how Margaret knew all this, she didn't seem like she'd ever been pretty or with someone. To toy around with someones feelings... As much as she wanted some justice to be served to those ingrates, she didn't like the idea.

"Can't I do something else?" Sydney pondered another scheme. She thought about just poisoning the master in his sleep, but all involved routes of mass destruction and not ones that would end up in her favor. If she were to kill her masters instead of manipulating them, she was going to end up on that penal colony somewhere in the pacific she heard of. She did not care for that outcome.

"You can't think of anything can you?"

"Nothing good. What Margaret, do you have in mind then? It seems like you had thought of something yourself." Sydney stared into the old maid's dirty water brown eyes.

"Just give in to his demands, but insist on playing hard to get, all at the same time. Eventually, tell him you love him, your life depends on him, you love his member. He'll start to send romantic gestures your way, I know it. Remember not to claim love too soon, keep at the hard to get game. Don't let your own feelings into it, even if he looks to be genuine." Margaret was proud of her plan, she smiled.

"That sounds about right." Sydney didn't even want to touch the guy, but she was out for his head, and his dad's, especially. In her own heart though, she did not see how she was supposed to do this, or what was to be done after him claiming his love for her.

Set vs Amon.
Welcome to the battle of the gods, where the conniving god Set of Ancient Egypt messes with the other, taking his memories, his lover, and his own ambitions away from him.  

The god of the wind and the god of chaos battle it out. To control, or to be controlled. People will be betrayed, lovers killed, feelings crushed.

The entire crowd went into a dead silence. 
They didn't see clearly how she broke the plate, nor how the pieces shot into the man's body. 
Shen Ming got a sudden scare. Mu Changfeng's daughter… has she practiced the Five Treasures Bible? 
Villa Head Nie blackened his face and whispered to Shen Ming, "Brother Shen, there's gonna be a problem now." 
"The problem might come later…" Shen Ming also had a bad feeling. 
Ming Shu rested her hands on her crossed legs and maintained a smiling face. "Now, is there anyone who wants to find it?" 
Shen Ming suppressed his inner fidgeting and went up to feel that person's  pulse. They were still alive and bleeding heavily, but they wouldn't die. 
This woman…
Shen Ming ordered people to take the injured for treatment first, then he and Villa Head Nie discussed for a while. 
"Okay, we'll search the villa. But if it's not found, Leader Mu, you will not walk out of Half Moon Villa today." 
Ming Shu smiled and kept silent. 
If she couldn't walk out of the villa, she could always kill herself and get out. 
...
Villa Head Nie scattered the people to search. 
Then he took Shen Ming back to his study. 
"Mu Changfeng's daughter, is she coming back for revenge?" Villa Head Nie walked back and forth in the room anxiously. "I sent the news to you, but why did you bring so many people here? There are so many people now…" 
Shen Ming's face looked unhappy as well. "I didn't send news to them. They arrived at the same time as me, it must be your villa that revealed it." 
"Impossible, I ordered…" But Villa Head Nie suddenly remembered something. "It's them." 
The man who slept with Nie Shuang, he told him to go back and prepare for the marriage, so he was the only one that left the villa recently. 
"As for how the news was spread, we should put it to the side first. Not many people know about that matter so there's no need to worry. What's important now is the Five Treasures Bible. The initial news about it said that it was taken by your daughter. Do you really have the Five Treasures Bible in hand now?" 
Villa Head Nie shook his head. "I have never wanted to see Five Treasures Bible in my whole life. I asked Shuang-er, she said she was framed by Mu Ling. Mu Ling came at Half Moon Villa from the very beginning, perhaps she… has known something." 
"Since you don't have anything in the villa, just let them search," Shen Ming said. "I don't believe that if she really had the Five Treasures Bible, she would hide it in the villa and allow these people to grab it." 
Then, Shen Ming patted Villa Head Nie's shoulder. "Even if she is Mu Changfeng's daughter, she is no more than an ignorant girl." 
Villa Head Nie's eyes darkened and then he nodded slightly. 
The two discussed in the study for a little longer before leaving. 
The corridor outside was in chaos, which made Villa Head Nie very unhappy. But Shen Ming signaled him to hang in there for a while. If he didn't let these people search, there was going to be a real trouble. 
The entire villa was searched through by these people. Servants stood to the side trembling and watched these bandits rummaging through boxes and closets. 
"Brother… what's going on?" Nie Shuang looked at the people in her room and furrowed her brow heavily. 
Nie Bin touched Nie Shuang's head. "Nothing special, it'll be okay in a minute. You people search quickly, my sister is not feeling well." 
The people finished the search very soon but found nothing. They walked out and looked at the front. "Is there a room over there?" 
Nie Bin nodded. "That's my second younger sister's room, she's not been in the villa recently." 
"Go search." 
"Brother, what are they looking for? Did the villa offend anyone?" 
Nie Bin didn't intend to tell Nie Shuang, but Nie Shuang's expecting eyes just made him speak spontaneously. "The leader of Five Treasures Immortal Clan said that the Five Treasures Bible is hidden in our villa, so those clans want to search the place." 
How could the Five Treasures Bible be in the villa? 
Did that woman think that it was on her, so she came to Half Moon Villa? 
Seeing Nie Shuang's face became a little pale, Nie Bin hurriedly asked, "Shuang-er, what's wrong?" 
"Brother…" Nie Shuang grabbed Nie Bin's hand. "It's a good chance, we can take the opportunity to leave here." 
"But, Father…" They were in the midst of such a big matter, how could he leave? 
"Brother, if we miss this opportunity, father will definitely exert greater control over me, until that man comes to marry me. Do you want to stand by and watch me marry another, then never meet each other again?" 
Nie Bin had some inner conflict and then said, "Pack up your stuff and we'll meet at the back door." 
...
Villa Head Nie and Shen Ming came back to the hall. Right now the hall was occupied only by leaders of several clans who were looking at different directions. The atmosphere was a little odd. 
As they came in, a quick shadow darted to Ming Shu's feet and jumped onto Ming Shu's slightly open palm. Then Ming Shu turned over her palm and the shadow tucked itself in her sleeves. 
Little Beastie spotted a comfortable place in the sleeve and lay down, then accurately imitated the conversation it had overheard to Ming Shu. 
Ming Shu looked in the direction of Shen Ming and Villa Head Nie thoughtfully. 
The entire villa was turned upside down and no one had found any trace of the Five Treasures Bible. 
Poop-picker, are you not afraid that they will hide it when they find it? 
"They won't recognize the Five Treasures Bible, how will they hide it?" Ming Shu sneered in the bottom of her heart. "Do you think 'Five Treasures Bible' is printed on its cover?" 
Little Beastie was confused. Is it not? Then what's on the cover? 
"Guess."
I will not guess. 
Little Beastie grunted and complained. I knew the poop-picker wouldn't really be so kind to let these people find it. 
Insidious!
Don't forget my Man-Han full banquet that you promised. 
As expected, those people didn't recognize Five Treasures Bible. They took all the books that they thought were the Five Treasures Bible back and presented them to the clan leaders to look over. 
Soon the hall was piled with many books. 
Ming Shu just sat there calmly and she even asked Villa Head Nie to prepare tea and desserts for her. 
"I've searched all the villa and found nothing." 
"I found nothing…" 
Disciples came back to report constantly, but no one had found the Five Treasures Bible. 
"Devil, what else do you have to say now?" 
Ming Shu finished the last sip of tea and stood up while holding the tea cup, walking to the book pile. "You didn't find it because you're stupid." 
She reached out and picked out a slightly old book from the pile. The other books collapsed immediately. 
Ming Shu raised the book in her hand. "Thank you for your help, everyone." 
Everyone looked at the book in her hand, on which it read—"Cookbook."
Cook! Book!
Two big Chinese characters. 
"Devil, can't you read? Even if you can't read, the Five Treasures Bible is three words, but this is two words, who are you kidding?" 
"Kidding you." 
"You…"
Ming Shu took the book and sat back down. Everyone saw the cover font begin to fade and the two golden words of Five Treasures reappeared on it. 
No "Bible," only "Five Treasures." 
Ming Shu deliberately held the book high for them. "I told you that this thing was definitely hidden here, but you didn't believe me, so I'm not the one who should be blamed."
It was really the Five Treasures Bible. 
Shen Ming looked at Villa Head Nie. 
Villa Head Nie shook his head. He really had no idea that the Five Treasures Bible was in Half Moon Villa. 
Some people became irritated, especially those who found the cookbook and read it. "But you didn't tell us the Five Treasures Bible is a cookbook!!" 
Ming Shu sounded very innocent. "You didn't ask." 
Everyone: "…" Who the hell would have thought that the Five Treasures Bible is a cookbook? No one said this before. 
Even Shen Ming and Villa Head Nie didn't know this. They once saw the book from afar and the eye-catching golden name of Five Treasures was easy to recognize. 
Who'd have thought that it changed… 
"Where was it found?" Someone kept his voice down and asked this. 
"In Second Young Miss Nie's room," the one who found the book answered with a complicated expression. 
"Why was it in Second Young Miss Nie's room?" 
"…"
How would he know? 


Imagine having the opportunity to be able to enter different worlds created by numerous novels and stories. Which kind of role would you like to play? 

Do you want to be the illustrious protagonist, either good or evil; or just be a supporting role standing behind the protagonists? 

Our villain boss Ming Shu would, however, choose none of the above. Claiming missions from the Harmony System, and driven by her endless passion for snacks, the world traveler, Ming Shu, embarks on the path to make the mission target hate her as much as possible by gaining Hatred Points. But it turns out she is not alone on her journey… 
 


When Jesus walked the earth, he took ordinary guys and showed them how to be evangelists—fishers of men. Today, through the power of the Holy Spirit, ordinary people are still spreading the Good News about Jesus. And just like 2,000 years ago, it's not always easy. Still, every follower of Christ is called to share the Gospel. Here are some ways to get started.

1. Identify your mission field. (It may be closer than you think!)
Have you ever heard the expression, "Bloom where you're planted"? That's what God wants us to do with the Gospel—make the most of our circumstances and reflect His love to everyone around us. You don't have to be a pastor or missionary to tell people about Jesus, either; just think of all the people around you in need of hope.

Psalm 96:3 tells us to "Declare his glory among the nations, his marvelous works among all the peoples!" Keep your eyes open for people you can talk to and ways you can connect the conversation with Christ. Catch up with a family member by phone or text message. Use social media to encourage a friend. Let a coworker know you are praying for him or her. Take dinner to a neighbor in need. Ask a cashier how their day is going and really listen. Be intentional about forming relationships with people around you.

One more tip, and this is a biggie: Don't underestimate the power of prayer. As Billy Graham once said, "Prayer is crucial in evangelism: … No matter how logical our arguments or how fervent our appeals, our words will accomplish nothing unless God's Spirit prepares the way."

2. Focus on the Gospel.
Billy Graham has said, "I do not have to make the Gospel relevant; it is always relevant in any part of the world … [and] I must get the whole Gospel in [every] sermon."

The Gospel has power to transform lives. If you're short on time and want to explain the Good News in a nutshell, share John 3:16: "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life."

There are also things you can do to show your faith over time:

Live a consistent, Christ-centered life. (Need help? Find 9 ways to grow in your faith.)
Be a friend and a good listener.
The Holy Spirit gives us power to share the Gospel (Acts 1:8). Pray He will give you opportunities to share your faith.
Avoid arrogance and preachiness.
Remember, we're all sinners in need of a Savior. Try to see people as God sees them—as treasured creations made in His image and loved unconditionally. When we see others that way, we will want to follow God's command to share the hope of the Gospel (Matthew 28:19-20).

How exactly do you share the Gospel, step by step? What do you say and how do you approach it? Read Sharing Your Faith 101.
Do you know someone with a specific spiritual need or question? Maybe someone struggling with loneliness, grief or addiction? Share one of these pages on Facebook or Twitter to address their needs and point them to Christ through our online evangelism ministry, Search for Jesus.
3. Share true stories of God's power.
No matter how "ordinary" yours may seem, we've all got a story to tell and you never know what it can mean to someone until you share it. Jesus often talked in parables so people could better grasp God's plans, instructions and power. In the same way, you can use personal experiences and stories to relate to others and tell them about Christ.

Keep in mind, though, that most people will only give you a few minutes to get your point across. So you don't ramble on and on, try writing down your story—focusing on a few key points. Ask God to give you guidance as you write (James 1:5-6). These questions may also help you narrow your testimony down to three minutes or so:

What was life like before you accepted Christ?
How did you receive Christ? What did you hear? How did you respond? Why did you choose to put your trust in Christ? Try to mention a Bible verse or two, but be careful not to overwhelm your listener.
How has life changed since accepting Christ? It's OK if you stumbled or struggled in the past. The important thing is to be honest and relatable here.
Do your best to write the way you speak and practice your story until it's natural.

Can't work up the nerve to share your own story just yet? Singer Lacey Sturm has often shared her testimony of overcoming suicidal thoughts. Whether you want to share this video of her story with someone who doesn't know Christ, or study it to learn how to better express your story, this may help:


Above all, remember that it's God's business to turn a person's heart towards Christ. Though we are to be obedient in sharing our faith, our persuasion alone is not enough. As 1 Corinthians 3:6 says, some plant, some water, but it is God who makes the seed grow.

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