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

If you are suffering from some kind of depression whether it is from sin or financial problems, you might want to hear this verse from the Bible. It is simple but so life changing. 
 
 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me 
                                            Philippians 3:14 
 
 Such inspiring verse from the Bible don't you think? It is very short and simple but is very true. You can try all of the tactics you want but without God's permission, it will never work. But, if you love God with all your heart, it would be obvious He will love you back. Doesn't parents always want best for their child? If so won't God also want the best for you? He is the creator of the universe and has absolute power.
 
Of course if you love Jesus with all your life, He will always find a way for you. For those who are struggling trying to repent but keep sinning, always remember God and what He wants to do with you. If you sin again then repent to God again, turn from your sin. 
 
While trying to turn from your mistakes always find solutions to your problems. Let's say you suffer from an addiction, you might want to memorize some Bible verses. It will really help you. Memorizing the verse I put in the start will be really effective. But remember if you fail and displease God once again, never give up. If you ask a succesful businessman how to make a successful business the majority will probably say, "When you fall, rise up again no matter how much times until you can gain success". So if you disobey God do not succumb to your sins saying to yourself, "I can't do it. I'm too weak. God will never forgive me". No, do not say that. Continue on with your journey. Never give up. Always remember, never give up and always keep God by your side.

 If you suffer from school, let's say you get bullied, always remember what Jesus said in his time, "If someone throws a stone at you, throw back bread". What Jesus meant here was if someone gave you hate and curses, give them love. Just as the Bible says, "Overcome evil with good". So if you keep getting bullied at school, tell your teacher. If they still keep bullying you, ask God for courage to face your bullies. Ask God to give you courage to tell your bullies that what they are doing is wrong. 

 But when I say courage, I don't mean to go have a fist fight with them. The commandments say, "Love thy neighbor as you love thy self". So if you fight them, you have disobeyed this commandment. What does the Bible say about this? Well it says," To overcome evil with evil is no different from what you have overcome and you made no difference in what the the evil you overcame did". So do not fight with your bullies, love them. Like they are your brothers and sisters.

 But let's say you are depressed because of school itself. Your homework is stacked, you are the smartest student so the teachers make you learn so many things all at once for a contest, you have an upcoming important test and you need to study but you lost some of your handbooks if not all of them. Remember this, every single person in this world suffers from something. You may have a cut that hurts so bad, but what if the person you are talking to professing everything you are suffering from have stabs? Depression and anxiety are the tests God gives us to see if we are worthy of eternal life. So remember, never succumb to sins no matter what. As I said memorizing Bible verses is very useful.

 That is all the advice I can give you. May the Lord be with you
                                             Amen.

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To: 2Lifw)r3<***********@****.com>, Ig4(3dl_d2 <***********@*******.com>
Dear Z and A,
I know you two have a lot on your plate. But I hope you find time to study this. I offered L to send him some of my sermon notes so that he can peruse it as it seems that giving him this information would be extremely beneficial for the future. But he rejected it.
He said that he would rather listen to me speak about it personally. Apparently, he wants to believe in it and given his intellectual bias, he may turn deaf ears to the lessons in my notes. He wanted to not only know of what I know but have a chance in believing and he hopes that listening to me would do far more benefit than just reading some letters. I understand his intentions. The best way to learn about something is to believe in it. So he suggested having a personal meeting. I'm wanted to conduct a Bible study but with the way things are now, I guess it will have to wait.
Z, I hope our previous discussions from so long ago, (it feels like it's been another lifetime, right?) have somehow created a foundation of belief. Perhaps what had happened to you is one of the miracles that the Almighty allowed. I firmly believe this. So I am hoping this letter would allow you to better understand what actions to take and that you could pass this information along to anyone who you think could help in this. You have been taking the right steps and I guess it would be attributed to our talks from long ago.
Anyway, here is the draft of a conference message I've prepared to give on one of our upcoming Bible Conferences. Perhaps this may give you some insight on what to do with your life and how you can be of benefit to the lives of others.
Also, that kid from Psalms 1 might also benefit from reading this. I have a feeling that he wouldn't want to attend a Bible study hosted by me because of our 'conflicting' methods.
Best regards,
Calvin Luther Eagle Senior Pastor at Grace From God Ministries
1 Attached File
A Study on Typology (I will be discussing more of this during the Bible Study and explain the key aspects in detail. Treat this study as a primer for the things to be discussed soon.)
Prophecy has always been something that people found intriguing and mystifying.
The Bible contains the most prophecies that have been accurately fulfilled in human history.
For example, the prophecy on Tyre in Ezekiel 26…
In that Prophecy, several prophetic elements that seem extremely unlikely to be fulfilled if we apply the science of probability. For the sake of time, I will only go over several key aspects of the Prophecies and will not deal with any other prophecies made against Tyre on other verses in the Bible.
I have selected five of the 'most intriguing' prophecies that were fulfilled right down to the dot and remind you, that the chapter consists of more elements that have been fulfilled.
As a background, Tyre as a city is composed of two parts. One city in the mainland, called 'Ushu' or Old Tyre, and another city built on a small island about half a mile away from the shore of Old Tyre. This city on the small island is commonly known as Tyre.
In Ezekiel 26, Tyre was supposed to be:
1.       Attacked by Nebuchadnezzar (v. 7)
2.       Attacked by "many nations" (v.3)
3.       The stone and timbers of this city would be thrown in the sea (v.12)
4.       Will be scrapped like a bare rock (v.4)
5.       The Ocean depths will rise over it (v.19)
A popular opinion regarding prophecies is that any prophecy may eventually be fulfilled as time pass by as the things that have been written may be fulfilled by chance. If Chapter 26 of Ezekiel talks about any city, with any conqueror, that is indeed true but this chapter exclusively talks about the city of Tyre.
This prophecy is not talking of any city. No, it's not the city of New Birth Forth or the City of World's Helm. It's taking about the city of Tyre.
And this city is to be attacked by Nebuchadnezzar. Not by Hitler, not by the Fire Nation, not by Team Rocket, but by Nebuchadnezzar. A specific person living in a specific time. And this city would also be attacked by many nations, its stone and timbers would be thrown in the sea and the city will be scrapped like a bare rock and that the Ocean will somehow rise over the city itself. It's interesting how specific it is.
Now, historically, the first aspect was easily fulfilled.
About a decade after the prophecy was believed to be written, Nebuchadnezzar attacked the city and we have evidence to support this historic fact. But Nebuchadnezzar was only able to conquer Old Tyre as the other city on the small island was naturally protected by the sea and Tyre had an impressive fleet of ships.
So none of the other prophecies were fulfilled. Numbers two to five on our prophecy list were not fulfilled during this attack.
Should we now mock the Bible for its inaccuracy?
Be aware, that the remaining clauses of this prophecy are almost impossible to fulfill.
Why would the city be attacked and someone would be so bored as to take the stones and timbers from the wrecked city and throw it on the ocean? Why would they do that to the point of scrapping the ruins of the city to a point that what remains will look like a bare rock? And how will the ocean rise over it?
The fulfillment of the other aspects of the prophecy occurred nearly 200 years later.
The Prophecy was written sometime on 587-586 BC, Nebuchadnezzar attacked it on 573BC, but the fulfillment of prophecy points numbers 2-5 would be on 332BC when a man who conquered nations led an army consisting of armies coming from different nations and attacked the very city of Tyre.
We know this man to be "Alexander the Great."
We know Alexander the Great would force another nation to submit and aid him in his conquest so many nations could easily be fulfilled at this point.
He led his armies and attacked Tyre, conquering Old Tyre once more. But this wasn't enough.
Tyre was arrogant and mocked Alexander for failing once more as the settlers have retreated to their city-island protected by their vast fleet of ships. Seeing as how Tyre remained safe like a turtle and having the sea as a natural barrier with a fleet of ships that even Alexander the Great could not easily destroy, Alexander and his armies came up with an ingenious plan.
A great task of building a man-made bridge from the coast of Old Tyre to New Tyre started. Alexander ordered his men to take the ruins of Old Tyre, throw it to the sea to build a bridge to which they can use to attack the city of Tyre.
In this, Prophecy points numbers 2-4 have been fulfilled. The prophecies which seem almost impossible actually happened.
Many nations came, attacked Tyre, took the ruins of the city and threw it to the ocean to make a small bridge, scrapping Old Tyre like a rock.
But what about number 5?
Well, because of the man-made bridge which supported and allowed Alexander to send his armies to attack Tyre, the topography of the island changed making the bridge leading to Tyre into a peninsula which exists to this day. Because of this change which led to a massive geographic change on the area, the location of the Old Tyre was eventually buried by sand and water ultimately, burying the location of Old Tyre underwater forever.
God sent Nebuchadnezzar and later fulfilled it some 200 years later in the person of Alexander the Great. But the last bit of prophecy would be fulfilled about a thousand years later as the coastline of Tyre changed because of the man-made bridge of Alexander.
Now you calculate the odds of this prophecy being fulfilled? What other nation, since 587 BC, was named Tyre, attacked by a Nebuchadnezzar and later by many nations, and apparently, the entire city structure is thrown to the sea, scraped like bare rock, and later sinks to the ocean? What are the odds of that happening? And remember, I haven't listed ALL the prophecies that Tyre is supposed to fulfill!
Now this may come as an intriguing historical study, but the reason I'm discussing Tyre is to formally challenge whether or not this Prophecy would have only ONE fulfillment or will it be fulfilled again? What if, the verses in the Bible may be foreshadowing something that will happen in the future.
Now, let me clarify, I honestly believe that in Ezekiel 26, most of the prophecies written there have already been fulfilled. What I'm saying, is that we open our exegesis to the possibility that it could be fulfilled again!
How would something that had literally happened be fulfilled again? To argue, I would like to point you to the study of Eschatology, or the interpretation of the End of Times. We call it the Apocalypse, the Last Days and so on. Many camps and theological schools all have different opinions and interpretations as to their fulfillment. And throughout the course of history, there have been several interpretations which the people of that time were sure of because it made sense.
During the time of Apostolic era, if you read the Book of Revelation, you would say, the anti-Christ is Rome.
Hundreds of years later, Martin Luther made the same conclusion during the Reformation period. Their study of the Word led to this conclusion.
Back in World War 2, everyone believed that the Anti-Christ was Hitler. The Jews who suffered so much would certainly think so as well.
During World War 3, everyone then blamed Graden Pouterfisx to be the Anti-Christ as it led to the further destruction of Israel.
Right now, because of the Australian Avarice, many even say that Australia is the Anti-Christ.
And for the Australian natives of today, they would say, Harker or that gamer-turned-terrorist Lowengren is the Anti-Christ. (Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised.)
Others believe, that it's the World Governing Powers, and still some point to that miraculous E-Sport Gamer, Seeker Carlean to be the Anti-Christ as he must have sold his soul to the devil to be that good in Piercing! (Z, as you noticed, I like to add current events like this as a sermon illustrations to draw attention to the younger audience. It really makes most gamers listen to my sermon if I mention famous e-sport players.)
And quite honestly, except those saying its Seeker, the rest had a valid reason to claim that this was the Anti-Christ as they displayed a shocking level of depravity, wickedness, and immorality.
Are we to assume that they were all wrong? Perhaps… Or maybe perhaps from Hitler, all the way to the Australian Avarice, they have been "Types" or signs that will simply point us to a Final Anti-Christ. Perhaps, God, in order to constantly remind us that His Word is True and indeed miraculous, has destined history, as written in the Bible to have several fulfillments, many of which are partial fulfillments or foreshadowing to a final fulfillment?
And it is in this vein, that we find ourselves in the study of Typology.
Typology is the study of signs, symbols and the interpretation of Types.
Let me take a positive example to further cement my case…
You've heard me say several times that I say Samuel in the book of 1 Samuel of a "typology" or a sign that points to Jesus. In many ways, an appropriate approach would be to read 1 Samuel with the assumption that Samuel foreshadows Jesus.
If we go to the prophecy in 1 Samuel 2, God got angry at the current High Priest, Eli, and prophesied to Eli that Eli's lineage would-be priest who wouldn't reach old age and that their line would stop serving in the altar. After that, God gave this prophecy in 1 Samuel 2:35,
"I will raise up for myself a faithful priest, who will do according to what is in my heart and mind. I will firmly establish his priestly house, and they will minister before my anointed one always."
Now the immediate assumption as to the fulfillment of this prophecy, if we follow that story, is that we would assume it to be fulfilled through the priest to Samuel. Samuel took over when Eli died, he ministered faithfully and replaced the line of Priest that served in Israel.
According to the Bible, we do not have any records of Samuel ever committing sin, and even on his death, he challenged Israel of this, to which Israel responded that they have noted no sin in Samuel's lifetime. If you think David had a magnificent title, "a man after God's own heart," consider Samuel's title. A man who will do according to God's own heart and mind.
But on the other hand, many would challenge that this verse does not refer to Samuel but to Jesus because of the clause that this priest will "minister before God's anointed ones, always." Which basically implies this priestly line will forever serve God. And only Jesus could fulfill this role.
My interpretation and I hope this congregation's interpretation and conviction, would be that this verse was fulfilled in two ways.
Samuel was the initial fulfillment and is a typology to the final fulfillment, which is Jesus.
The Bible has been doing this several times and using a certain Old Testament verse and make it a sign that eventually points to Jesus. In other words, these verses have more than one fulfillment.
A partial fulfillment of the sign in the form of Samuel, a righteous Priest who was impeccable in actions and wisdom, and later the Great High Priest that we have in Jesus.
1 Samuel also introduces David, a typology of Jesus in the areas of being a King.
But of course, this alone could not be supporting evidence for my theory in the study of Typologies. So let's take a look at another interesting and puzzling verse which shows a unique example of a typology.
We go to Hosea 11:1 and find an interesting phrase here that was used by the Gospel writer Matthew.
"Out of Egypt, I called my Son."
This is a strange verse to use because mainly, according to the context of Hosea 11:1, the son here refers to the nation Israel. Why did Matthew later use this verse to mean Jesus? We all stand with the idea that the Holy Scripture is inerrant. So why would Matthew, in the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, use this verse in its wrong context?
My answer is Typology.
Let us first analyze what's going on in Matthew.
Joseph and Mary had escaped from Bethlehem because of Herod. They lived in Egypt and waited for Herod to die. Upon Herod's death, Joseph returns to Israel and so, Matthew summarizes it in verse 15 of chapter 2, And so was fulfilled what the Lord had said through the prophet: "Out of Egypt I called my son."
Matthew quotes Hosea 11:1 and immediately assumes that this is speaking of Jesus when in actuality, the context rules that we so hardly adhere to, dictates that Hosea 11 is talking about the nation Israel!
Typology easily resolves this issue. If we are to assume that Israel has always been a typology of Jesus, a temporary sign and can have more than one fulfillment in the great passage of time, we can then easily accept this verse.
By accepting that Israel in Hosea 11, represents Jesus, we can actually see that in many ways Israel did foreshadow Jesus.
Jesus, like Israel, stays in Egypt and leaves to return to the Promised Land. Jesus, Like Israel, is sent to the wilderness to spend a passage of time connected with the number of 40. Israel spent 40 years wandering in the desert, Jesus spent 40 days in the desert.
The Gospel records that Jesus was sent to the wilderness to be tempted and tried, wasn't this the case for Israel?
And isn't it interesting, that in the famous encounter between Jesus and the Devil in that same wilderness where Israel was tested, Jesus answered the Devil quoting verses from the book of Deuteronomy?
Deuteronomy discusses most of the consequences that Israel suffered because they failed. In this Typology, Jesus acts as the perfect version of Israel. He goes out of Egypt, is tempted by the devil in the wilderness exposing Him to hunger, thirst, and the danger of being killed by wild animals.
In Israel's hunger, they complained to God, and the reluctant response of God was to send Manna from heaven, Satan uses this same strategy and tells Jesus to make stone bread, but Jesus quotes from Deuteronomy saying that man shall not live by bread alone.
Jesus fasted in that 40 days in the desert. The Israelites feasted with unlimited manna and even by sending birds which the Israelites can easily capture and eat. I can go on and on, but if you analyze the remaining challenges that Satan poised to Jesus, we find that the Israelites actually failed on all of these temptations. In fact, I would go as far to say that the temptations Jesus faced and the temptations Israel faced were roughly the same!
But it doesn't stop here, if you've read through the Bible, you will know that the moment Israel finally enters the Promised Land, you'll be reading through the Book of Joshua. And in Hebrew, the name for Joshua is Yeshua, the very same name to which we translate the Name, Jesus!
So Joshua becomes a typology, a foreshadowing that the book of Joshua will also repeat in history. We've already seen hints of that! That scene in Joshua 10 where kings in their retreat hid in caves to flee from Israel. Is this not the same vivid imagery explained in the book of Revelation which will be the scene when Jesus returns?
At this point, I argue, that perhaps in the dogmatic ways of our interpretation of Scripture, we have long set aside the possibility that if the Bible is promised to be the Word of God, Inerrant, relevant and true, then would it not be true for all ages? Is it possible to see this foreshadowing's again and again?
I will not be surprised, ladies and gentlemen, that in the near future, the very events we read in the book of Revelation will become a typology! A sign that we may soon see, in anticipation of the Second Coming!
We have long interpreted the book of Revelation and its various events to have passed! How many writers and Bible teachers have risen up to explain how World War Three fulfilled many of the verses in Revelation.
I'm not saying they're wrong. I'm saying they could be right. But in this sense, that what they explained are but typologies and these signs that may repeat itself unto final fulfillment.
So read the Book of Revelation! Read the book of Joshua! Read the Book of Daniel! Of Zacharias, of the many verses and the many books in the Bible which speaks or alludes to the coming end!
We could all come witness to various typologies of events that will have its ultimate fulfillment when Christ return. As for me, I may sound insane, but with the recent events that have been happening, I am certain now, we will bear witness to many foreshadowing's itself! Make no mistake!
Perhaps, in the coming days, chaos will be revealed. And perhaps, in the coming days, someone will rise up perhaps as another foreshadowing of Jesus who will appear in Power and Might! Perhaps, in the days to come, you will all see the Way!
Let's close in prayer…
(A and Z, I do hope this gives us a roadmap of future actions you have to take. Revisit the stories in the Old Testament. I have a feeling that one of our friends may be anticipating the revisiting and fulfillment of the prophecies in Egypt. It might take some time until the Bible study after all. So the specific plans that I have in mind to make the world believe in God  cannot be explained. For now, read and follow the Word. Oh, and if C and G are free, have them visit me here in the Americas.)


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

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.)

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

Early witches were people who practiced witchcraft, using magic spells and calling upon spirits for help or to bring about change. Most witches were thought to be pagans doing the Devil's work. Many, however, were simply natural healers or so-called "wise women" whose choice of profession was misunderstood.
It's unclear exactly when witches came on the historical scene, but one of the earliest records of a witch is in the Bible in the book of 1 Samuel, thought be written between 931 B.C. and 721 B.C. It tells the story of when King Saul sought the Witch of Endor to summon the dead prophet Samuel's spirit to help him defeat the Philistine army.
The witch roused Samuel, who then prophesied the death of Saul and his sons. The next day, according to the Bible, Saul's sons died in battle, and Saul committed suicide.
Other Old Testament verses condemn witches, such as the oft-cited Exodus 22:18, which says, "thou shalt not suffer a witch to live." Additional Biblical passages caution against divination, chanting or using witches to contact the dead.

Part 6:
Picture the sun rising on a beautiful, clear morning. We see it slowly peeking out over the 
horizon. As time passes it becomes more noticeable, the heat increases, the light becomes 
stronger until it is fully visible, a ball of light casting its intense glow over everything. 
The earth awakens each day to this light; plants grow and life is sustained. In much the same 
way, the Son rises in our hearts. We accept him into our lives and he progressively over-
comes the darkness of our old lives, lives without him and full of self. As bits of this dark-
ness are forced away through our increasing knowledge of him, the Son blazes forth, in ever 
greater intensity, into our everyday lives. We become partners with him as we become more 
and more aware of his power in us.
I believe the Bible calls us to this progression of experienced power when it says, 
"Wake up, sleeper, rise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you" (Ephesians 5:14, NIV). 
We see in this verse a wonderful promise of seeing Jesus Christ work in and through our 
lives and circumstances. When Christ shines on the life of the believer, things happen!
Our focus here is on spiritual power. There are many kinds of power: secular, po-
litical, physical, informational, and even personal. However spiritual power, God's power 
imparted to us by Jesus Christ through the Holy Spirit, trumps all other power whether it be 
earthly power or other supernatural power. 
More and More
The Son-powered life is Christ, the power of God, living in and through us. However, know-
ing this fact and experiencing the reality of that relationship are two different things. The 
Son-powered life begins at the moment of spiritual birth and develops as we cultivate ourrelationship with Christ. We learn to trust Christ daily to live his life in and through us.
As I've spent time studying God's Word, I have found that many Scripture verses re-
late to one another even though they may be from different places in the Bible (this is one of 
the key principles of the Sonburst diagrams). One verse may tell us one thing and another 
verse amplifies that thought, principle, or picture of who God is or what he desires for our 
lives. When we actually put these verses together, we can see how God has woven his mes-
sage throughout the Bible. Here are several verses that illustrate this principle, particularly 
as it relates to experiencing Jesus Christ as our power.
In the Old Testament we read:
Lord … may those who love you rise like the sun in all its power!
 —Judges 5:31
"But for you who fear my name, the Sun of Righteousness will rise with healing 
in his wings. And you will go free." 
 —Malachi 4:2
And then Paul tells us in the New Testament:
I relied only on the power of the Holy Spirit. I did this so you would trust not in 
human wisdom but in the power of God.
 —1 Corinthians 2:4–5
But to those called by God to salvation … Christ is the power of God and the 
wisdom of God.
 —1 Corinthians 1:24
In these verses, we see a demonstration of God's power being brought to those that 
love him. As an added bonus, we also experience healing and freedom and salvation and 
wisdom. This is Son Power actively working in us and through us!
Paul tells us that this power, from God's unlimited resources, begins internally. A 
work must be done on the inside of us in order for this power to be properly operational. 
Our inner person must be strengthened by the Holy Spirit, so Christ can more fully possess 
our hearts and lives as we trust in him to do so. In this way, the roots of our spirit beings 
can grow deeply into the soil of God's love. As this happens, God can bring to perfection in 
us, the "fullness and power that comes from God." 
When I think of all this, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father, the Creatorof everything in heaven and on earth. I pray that from his glorious, unlimit-
ed resources he will empower you with inner strength through his Spirit. Then 
Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him. Your roots will 
grow down into God's love and keep you strong. And may you have the power to 
understand, as all God's people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how 
deep his love is. May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to 
understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and 
power that comes from God.
 —Ephesians 3:14–19
Therefore, preparing your minds for action, and being sober-minded, set your 
hope fully on the grace that will be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus 
Christ.
 —1 Peter 1:13, ESV
As we grow in our relationship with Christ Jesus we experience not only more and 
more of him, but more and more of his love and power and grace in our daily lives.
Less and Less
As we experience more and more of Jesus in our lives, we also can start to happily experi-
ence less and less of self. In the book of John we read these words spoken by John the Bap-
tist, "He must become greater and greater, and I must become less and less" (John 3:30). This 
process can take place without us noticing, but eventually we should see evidence of this 
occurring in our lives as we cultivate our relationship with Christ. This is literally the power 
of Christ beginning to permeate our entire life.
The object of our faith is critical. If we trust in the power of self to live the Christian 
life, we will fail. Self is always ultimately powerless. Self relies on the old "try harder self-ef-
fort" model and is intent on meeting the demands of the law through works. We try and 
try to do and be what God wants, but unfortunately, the flesh is incapable of satisfying the 
perfect, exacting demands of the law. However, when Christ is the object of our faith, we 
trust him to live his life in us and we accept his power to achieve it. As we learn to become 
less and less, Jesus Christ becomes more and more. 
Paul wrote to the Colossians, "For you died to this life, and your real life is hid-
den with Christ in God" (Colossians 3:3). As our life becomes more and more "hidden in 
Christ," he takes increasing control. This happens while we progressively focus our attention 
on Jesus and his desires for us. The true ultimate goal for each one of us is to have a life com-
pletely hidden in Christ.Just as the sun rises daily to full strength, our desire as Christians is for the Son to rise in his 
full strength during our daily lives. This can only be accomplished by understanding and 
applying the truths of Scripture to our lives. Only God can command this light to shine out 
of our heart as we learn how to die to the three amigos of Me, Myself, and I. Only then can 
the life of Christ rise in us, bringing forth his power and beauty.
This is in harmony with the spiritual truth that he must become more and more, and 
I must become less and less.
Let's begin with the relationship verse: 
Lord, … may those who love you rise like the sun in all its power! 
 —Judges 5:31
Do you see that key word right in the middle of the verse? Love. It is such a relation-
ship word! We love God … and he loves us as well. And it is because of his love that we have 
the promise that we can rise in power. God also uses his love as a vehicle of change in the 
life of a believer. He loves us, and when we accept his love, it creates in us a desire to knowwho is doing the loving. Wow, the Creator of the universe loves me! This love is what mo-
tivates us to do what God wants us to do. It is cultivated by sowing into our hearts the idea 
that God loves us, and allowing his love to grow into our lives, the new life which Christ has 
given us.
What we learn about our relationship with God leads us to a new revelation about 
what he is and how we are to interact with him:
"But for you who fear my name, the Sun of Righteousness will rise with healing 
in his wings. And you will go free."
 —Malachi 4:2
One key principle we learn from this verse is that because of our relationship with 
God, we fear him. But what does it mean to fear God? One of the ways to describe it is to 
say that we become in complete awe of our heavenly Father. We respect and revere who God 
is and his authority over all of creation. 
As we embrace God's authority over us, we also experience freedom. How can this be? 
It is precisely because of Christ's power rising more into our everyday lives, that we are free. 
We embrace Christ in us and God's authority over us, and we experience the freedom that 
God so graciously gives us. Free from the past, free from the law, free to experience all that 
God has for us, free to make a difference in the world. 
This leads us to reflection:
Prepare your minds for action and exercise self-control. Put all your hope in 
the gracious salvation that will come to you when Jesus Christ is revealed to the 
world.
 —1 Peter 1:13
Prepare your mind for action and exercise self-control … think about those words for 
a moment! What would happen in your life if you really applied those words to your life? 
Because of your freedom in Christ, you are not only free, but also full of the power of the 
Holy Spirit. Look at the verbs in this verse: prepare, exercise, hope, come, revealed. As you 
fix your mind on the gracious salvation of Jesus Christ you will be empowered to go out and 
do the work God has for you.
And this leads us directly to redemption:Because of that experience, we have even greater confidence in the message pro-
claimed by the prophets. You must pay close attention to what they wrote, for 
their words are like a lamp shining in a dark place—until the Day dawns, and 
Christ the Morning Star [Jesus] shines in your hearts.
 —2 Peter 1:19
This is one of my favorite passages in the Bible because it is filled with potential for 
both this world and the world to come. We pay attention to the Word of God because it tells 
us how to achieve our ultimate goal. We live in a darkened world. When we pay attention to 
the Word of God it provides light in a world that desperately needs it. The sun scatters the 
darkness. 
As Christ the Morning Star rises in our hearts, he scatters the darkness revealing 
what needs to be corrected in our lives. In addition, he imparts his life and empowers us to 
overcome wrongful desires and pursue his goodness. The Morning Star symbolizes hope 
and guidance. The morning star is the brightest star in the sky at dawn. I like to think that 
as Christ, the Morning Star, rises in our hearts, he brings healing to our inner person, 
strengthening us, enlightening us, showing us where we need to conform more with his 
will, and showing us just what it is he wants us to do. Such revelations bring joy and peace 
to us as we bring our lives in conformance with his will. The Son rises in our hearts and 
continues to empower us to not only grow in our relationship with God but to accomplish 
his will.
This brings us full circle to relationship where we in-
crease our love for God and desire to have him rise in our lives 
like the sun, fully powerful and fully effective.
It is important that our hope rests on the gift of grace 
that is brought to us by the revelation of Christ. He will illu-
mine things for us both in this world and the world to come as 
we pay attention to the Son Power at work in us.
Son Power at Work
1. Think for a moment, what kind of power is most often your source of strength? 
 What steps do you need to take to make Jesus your source of power?
2. In what ways is Jesus becoming "more and more" in your life?
3. In what area of your life do you need to become "less and less"?

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July 28, 2019, Sunday
11:48 AM, Manila, Philippines

For My Mitchie Bebeh, Loveskie: 

Scripture Reading: 

2 Corinthians 3:13-4:18 Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)


13 We are not like Moses, who used to put a veil over his face so that the Israelites could not stare at the the end of what was fading away, 14 but their minds were closed.[] For to this day, at the reading of the old covenant, the same veil remains; it is not lifted, because it is set aside only in Christ.15 Even to this day, whenever Moses is read, a veil lies over their hearts, 16 but whenever a person turns to the Lord, the veil is removed.17 Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. 18 We all, with unveiled faces, are looking as in a mirror at[] the glory of the Lord and are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory;[] this is from the Lord who is the Spirit.[]

The Light of the Gospel

4 Therefore, since we have this ministry because we were shown mercy,we do not give up.2 Instead, we have renounced shameful secret things, not walking in deceit or distorting God's message, but commending ourselves to every person's conscience in God's sight by an open display of the truth.3 But if our gospel is veiled, it is veiled to those who are perishing. 4 In their case, the god of this age has blinded the minds of the unbelievers so they cannot see the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ,[] who is the image of God.5 For we are not proclaiming ourselves but Jesus Christ as Lord, and ourselves as your slaves because of Jesus. 6 For God who said, "Let light shine out of darkness," has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of God's glory in the face of Jesus Christ.

Treasure in Clay Jars

7 Now we have this treasure in clay jars, so that this extraordinary powermay be from God and not from us. 8 We are pressured in every way but not crushed; we are perplexed but not in despair; 9 we are persecuted but not abandoned; we are struck down but not destroyed. 10 We always carry the death of Jesus in our body, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. 11 For we who live are always given over to death because of Jesus, so that Jesus' life may also be revealed in our mortal flesh. 12 So death works in us, but life in you. 13 And since we have the same spirit of faith in keeping with what is written, I believed, therefore I spoke,[] we also believe, and therefore speak. 14 We know that the One who raised the Lord Jesus will raise us also with Jesus and present us with you. 15 Indeed, everything is for your benefit, so that grace, extended through more and more people, may cause thanksgiving to increase to God's glory.

16 Therefore we do not give up. Even though our outer person is being destroyed, our inner person is being renewed day by day. 17 For our momentary light affliction[] is producing for us an absolutely incomparable eternal weight of glory.18 So we do not focus on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.



Questions and Answers:



1. What was the reason the Old Testament people could not understand the truth? (Verses 13-15)

Answer: 

We are not like Moses, who used to put a veil over his face so that the Israelites could not stare at the the end of what was fading away, 14 but their minds were closed.[] For to this day, at the reading of the old covenant, the same veil remains; it is not lifted, because it is set aside only in Christ.15 Even to this day, whenever Moses is read, a veil lies over their hearts,

2. So how can this veil be removed, so that we can see and reflect the glory of the Lord? (Verses 16-18)

Answer: 

but whenever a person turns to the Lord, the veil is removed.17 Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. 18 We all, with unveiled faces, are looking as in a mirror at[] the glory of the Lord and are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory;[] this is from the Lord who is the Spirit.

3. What happens to those whose mind are blinded by Satan so that they don't believe (2 Cor. 4:4)

Answer: 

In their case, the god of this age has blinded the minds of the unbelievers so they cannot see the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ,[e] who is the image of God.

4. What is this treasure that we have Jars of Clay? (Verses 4:7)

Answer: 

Now we have this treasure in clay jars, so that this extraordinary powermay be from God and not from us.

5. How does Paul looks at trouble? (Verses 4:16-18)

Answer: 

Therefore we do not give up. Even though our outer person is being destroyed, our inner person is being renewed day by day. 17 For our momentary light affliction[g] is producing for us an absolutely incomparable eternal weight of glory. 18 So we do not focus on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.


6. What verse made an impact to you today?

Answer: 

I guess that verses 4:16-18.  Because I believe what is important in the God's eyes.  We usually observe what is seen.  But, God sees what is unseen.  What is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.  We should not give up because our inner person is being renewed day by day. 





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Lists of thoughts... Random thoughts... (considered as communion to God Almighty!)

Santorini, Greece—the new promised city.

We spend more time in the air—appreciating every fallen city below, every town that already died. We could not kill every minute just to shorten the journey. I know patterns are painful to Peter. But the patience, I believe, will be fruitful soon. A little girl suddenly goes in front of me—choose to stand while wearing a pink top and bottom pajamas.

Peter's daughter suddenly speaks, "Sir Charles, your food."

In those little hands, a small can of meatloaf is shining and she offers it without any thoughts. I see her face—that bright and innocent face offers the kindness not everyone possesses. I slowly get the can and slightly tick the attached opener.

"Thank you," I say with a return of smile.

Peter's daughter seat beside me and from her pocket, she brings out her food—a single piece of bread. I am wondering, just a single piece of bread? While I have the meatloaf? I am sure that kids love meatloaf. I completely open the can without so much force and let Peter's daughter get the first piece of it.

"Here. Get as many as you want." I say.

She uses her small fingers to get one of the five meatloaves inside the can. In her innocent words, she says, "Thank you, Mister Charles."

She put the piece of bread around the meatloaf and make the first bite. Her little chew catches me up and it fills my stomach enough to end my hunger.

"What is your name?" I ask.

"Samantha." She says.

"Oh, what a cute lovely name."

"Thank you, Mister Charles."

While I watch her chewing little by little the meatloaf covered in a piece of bread, I come to think about Samantha's future. If we reach the city of Santorini, what are they going to offer to this little child?

Samantha suddenly asks, "Is God playing us?"

In all of a sudden, I feel the words came from her little voice. The punches of realization hit me—thinking that this child is too young to ask for that question. Where the hell did she get that thought? I give my time for a reaction. I give myself the chance to think.

"Well" I slowly say. "Why did you ask about God?"

"Daddy said, the pattern we are seeing is God's angels." She answers while giving another chew.

"Do you know any bible verses, Samantha?"

"Yes."

"Can you give me one?"

"You will not need to fight in this battle. Stand firm, hold your position, and see the salvation of the Lord on your behalf, O Judah and Jerusalem.' Do not be afraid and do not be dismayed. Tomorrow go out against them, and the Lord will be with you."

"You did great. What verse was that?"

"2 Chronicles 20:17"

The reason is known—it's her father. Her father is a faithful man of their religion, catholic. He believes in the bible, he believes in creation. In my side, I am confused. I could not let myself siding on scientific evidence nor in religion completely. If I am to believe in science, the patterns might be an alien species. But if I believe the religion, it might be God's angel indeed. Whatever is the reality, both of them are disturbing to give effort.

"To answer that, Samantha, you need to finish your food," I say.

Samantha gives me a nod. I keep on seeing her eating her meal. The time turns slow and she is slowly chewing every piece. Observing her at the last part of the loaf causes my eyes to fall down. In a matter of minutes, the soundless chewing of Samantha makes me asleep.

Waking up in Santorini:

In my dream, I see Clara once again. She was lying into the bed in her deadly fate. She points her camera. But before I pick the camera, my dream suddenly cut.

For another twist of time, the passiveness of life inside the plane turns into a quick and surprising stage. I open my eyes with Peter in front of me. It is already three in the afternoon. That was a fast trip to be recalled. I look instantly at the window, our plane stops in a land.

"Sir Charles, we're here at Santorini, Greece," Peter says. "Your meatloaf is on our refrigerator."

I was surprised.

My head turns up and observe everything around. I am the only passenger inside the plane. There is a doubt in Peter. I may be dreaming. But did we reach Santorini that fast?

"Really?" I ask. "we are already at Santorini?"

"Yes."

We are at the Santorini National Airport. The place is surprisingly unique as the airport is an indoor—a roof made out of concrete covers the entire airport. The whole airport is dimmer with that roof but the edges of this gigantic roof show the sunlight. Around the runway of the airport, there are sixteen fighter jets resting on both sides. I see one from the sky approaching the city with its engine getting wild as it gets nearer.

I look at the window carefully, I see every road and I had another surprise. Each road is covered by a thick grey concrete roof—the same roof that spreads above the national airport. There is one pinch of worry inside me—the weight of this roof is beyond the massive. It may fall and crushes everyone under it. But the pillars are everywhere. The thickness of the pillars shows us not to worry.

While the entire airport is covered in a thick roof, on the left side of it is the sea. The beautiful view of the sea is offering me amazement. The sun let to shine around the city and it reaches under these roofs.

For me to believe, I follow Peter outside.

The airport is pretty crowded with many establishments—trading goods to other goods. There are business here despite the threat of patterns around. That's right. There is one pattern near the city—it is located at the sea. But people are busy trading resources here. Where did they get those products?

"Where are we going, Peter?" I ask.

"At the Mayor's office." He answers.

So, that was a real thing, huh? While the world leaders, the presidents, the kings, are having the unknown fate right now, there is a single place here that still had the pride to have a mayor? That was pretty impressive. I am still into disbelief at this place but I must admit, it is a luxurious place to live.

I keep on following Peter—every road is made out of shadows of that thick roof. We turn. We climb in stairs. We walk straight. People are everywhere—giving way without touching the outside of these pillars. We walk on more roads. More buildings, more houses, every inch of the place, there are at least three people. Either they are business-minded, or pulling a cart, every area is alive—every place under a thick layer of roof.

We finally reach the mayor's office—the tallest house we see. It is a normal house out of hundreds of houses made out of indestructible material.

But before we enter the mayor's office, I see the appreciation where it faces like all houses here.

They are facing at the sea—the most stunning view Santorini. I appreciate the sun's afternoon beauty reflecting at the bed of waters of the sea. The sunlight is mirroring water while above that is an enemy of us—a huge circular pattern pretending to be a sun—the same pattern I saw when Peter woke me up inside the plane.

Like the sun, the pattern loves to see herself by reflecting on the sea. The sea fulfills that duty—it reflects the face of the pattern above adding discomfort for every people who will see the water.

Peter enters. I follow.

Without a very much appreciation of details inside, I see in the middle-end is the mayor's desk. And there he is—the mayor of Santorini sitting in a warm red chair.

I go near as Peter does. I look at that long white marble imprinted by each letter of the mayor's name, Ordan Pit. He is in his fifties caucasian but still he can act like a middle-aged man.

"Good afternoon, Mayor Ordan Pit," Peter says.

"Welcome to Santorini, how's your travel, Peter?" He says.

So, while I am sleeping, they already exchanging names and they become close enough to do the formal talking here in front of me. That is not a problem. I feel tired instantly appreciating the sky for how many hours.

"This is Charles Arthur, Mayor" Peter looks at me. "He is the last of our survivor."

The mayor stands up. I offer a shake hand with the mayor. While we are still in introducing each other, there are no thoughts inside of me. Believing is not convincing. We are already in the safest place where foods and fuels are not a problem. But speaking of fuels, I try to approach the mayor with a very welcome question.

"Mayor, where did you get your fuels?" I ask.

"Oh, how lucky. We have oil depot nearby and we heavily secured that spot. It will take a century for us to sip every drop of oil stored at that place."

"Is it for those fighter jets to fly?"

"Yes. And we need it flying often."

Lucky one. The city is a lucky one. But for what? What is the mission of fuelling those jets and let it fly? Is there any?

"What is the mission beyond those fighter jets?" I ask again.

"Retrieving survivors? Research? Experiments? There's a lot! Especially when you want the knowledge about that thing in the sky and how to kill them."

So they are experimenting as well? They are gaining knowledge about the patterns in the sky. What if they have a knowledge we have yet to know? What if we can share Lucian's theories and share it with them? Is this a good chance to reveal those?

"Patterns can talk to us by using our previous remembered memories," I reveal.

"Can you please justify your information, Mister Charles?" He asks.

I told Mayor Ordan the whole story of Lucian way back to his first mission at the town of Black Laurel. I also reveal on how every member of the Lights let our plane to fly without a challenge. I also told Mayor Ordan the experiment the Lights did about the communication of the pattern by means of our memories.

"What a big help, Mister Charles." He smiles. "But where are the Lights now?" He asks.

"Remains unanswered, Mayor," I say.

The flashback suddenly enters my head. I remembered the time when the inside of the plane suffered in the deafening sound of the alert system while Peter is trying to evade the death of the pattern's rays. It was fast. I recalled how survivors rejoiced while I was thinking about why the pattern did not shoot rays anymore after our plane safely got outside the perimeter.

I just take a deep breath seeing the mayor get interest with the same topic. But all of a sudden, there is a twist on the side of Santorini community.

"Mister Charles, we received an information here from a survivor."

"What is that all about?" I ask.

Mayor Ordan offers a seat in front of his desk. He begins to tell the information they had right now.

In the fallen city of Las Vegas in the United States, there is a mysterious light coming inside a dome. I come to my first thought—it is just hoax. It must be a hoax from a survivor who was traumatized. And if there is reality behind that, it must be a normal pattern. But why staying inside the dome?

"I sent the fleet of fighter jets in Las Vegas" he says. "Few months ago."

"And then, what happened, mayor?" I ask.

"Around that single dome, there are three gargantuan rings. These rings respond the same as the pattern. There are rays from heaven showering if someone triggers it."

Three massive rings? Does it mean, the rings are defending the light inside the dome? That means, that light inside might be valuable.

"So, what happens if we approach the dome, Mayor?" I ask.

"No one can approach it—even our fighter jets. The reaction of the rings is useless at the speed of our aircraft. But the problem is the speed itself. Jets could not just stop in a second when at the dome." Mayor answers.

"Can you approach it above? Above the dome?"

"No. Above the dome is open for our jets to enter but the inner ring of the pattern is so strong it blanketed the dome with extreme heat."

"Then, drop something?"

"We once dropped a bomb right above the dome but it explodes before touching the dome. The extreme heat from the inner ring was the cause."

The flow of our talk leads me at the end of the road with one answer—reach the dome by land. But who is going to get craze and tried to run with three rings? The Lights had that challenged in one pattern—a massive perimeter to run from end to end. They had a hard time—it is exhausting. But this is another different case—a unique pattern. A pattern with a ring? Not one, but three.

"Are your fighter jets flying within the pattern?" I ask.

"Yes. Same with your Lights, we are using fighter jets to divert attention just for an experiment." He answers. "Before a pattern could react, the jet already get on the opposite end of the perimeter."

"So, is there anyone here that could run within the perimeter?"

"None of us. There is no open land here with the pattern above."

The nearest pattern in Santorini is on the sea—the one I see outside of these houses. There are no runnings and they still have no knowledge on how to evade them using feet.

"Can we retrieve the Lights from Central HQ and use them to run in Las Vegas?" I ask.

"I am sorry Mister Charles. It will take years before we could reach SouthEast Asia as we prioritize nearby places to get survivors." The mayor answers.

"Then, can we have fuel for our plane to get them?"

"I know you will say that, Charles. But who is going to distract those patterns if you get them?"

"Oh, I forgot."

In my thought, fetching them is possible. Get to the nearest runway in Central HQ. That nearest runway should be pattern-free or no wreckage. The Lights will go to that runway and all of us can fly safely. But why did I miss it? Peter told us that there is no safe runway nearby in Central HQ.

"How many years will it take to reach North State in Asia?" I ask.

"I think it will be three years, Mister Charles." He answers. "We need to explore the entire Europe first if there is any survivor before we reach Asia and it will take three years just to search and rescue survivors only within Europe itself."

"Only if they can be still alive on those years."

"That is why the only thing you can do is to honor their bravery—their sacrifice. They are embracing courage without the fear of death."

Mayor Ordan and I finish the talk with another shake hand. Mayor offers us three little houses in front of the sea. Peter is introduced by the mayor to the troop of fighter pilots. While his daughter, Samantha, finally returns at school with new friends, new classmates under her normal childhood time. The other survivors join the group of farmers—the one who produces root crops in an indoor farm. Mayor offers me a position in the research field—a team that researches information about the pattern. In my specific job, I am the one who documented everything we knew about them.

There is no money involved—trading is the vital thing for this little economy. There are no policemen, no soldiers, no people are maintaining peace and order. People here rely on each other's honesty. As a victim, everyone feels the humanely act. It is surprising that there is no crime here. Everybody is respecting each other. Do your stuff, we will do mine. But how long it will last? The community will grow soon and troubles start to exist.

This is our new life in Santorini—the same life we need to deal with every day. The days keep on rolling and rolling with no pattern threatening us for those succeeding days. Safe in more weeks. Another more months passed by. I count years living in Santorini safe from the outside's danger. Countless research. Countless information. I hold nothing but Clara's camera with no use.

While a pattern is not yet directly appearing above the city, people keeps on expanding. And during these jumping years, there were three only three vehicles that arrive—two by riding cars and one bus. After all, there are no more survivors. I see lots of professional that keeps the economy wildly alive. There are 13 doctors to monitor every health, 45 engineers for territory expansion, 7 agriculturists for all root crops.

Stone roofs are everywhere—it covers the whole city. People are cautious—they are not letting the sky see them. Even there is no pattern above the city itself, everyone is anxious. They stay on the roof, despite that there is no pattern above Santorini directly. This is just a preparation in case there is one that would appear someday.

In a very unusual way to punish humanity, the starry sky will judge everyone. Charles along with Lucian and his best friend Maj, a black labrador retriever, will challenge the starry sky. Soon, they learn something about them. God is watching us.

As the figure complains he starts to get up. If Seras was here she would notice that the man is almost as tall as her master, wearing a cross on his neck that reflect light. She would recognize him by height alone. He is Alexander Anderson!

"Hehe, they finally came! Those vampires that work for that Protestant whore!" Hey says while walking out of the room.

As he is leaving, the clothes that are full of dust can be seen from the bed.

After they walk up the stairs, Seras sees that there are over a hundred ghouls on the second floor who start shambling over to their position.

"Aw man! Why are there so many freaking ghouls!" Seras yells in anger.

"Come on, Police girl. It's not that bad. Who knows, you might be able to have some fun doing this bare handed." Alucard says while grinning.

"Ugh, fine! I hope it is as much fun as you say." Seras says as she walks to the first ghoul.

As soon as she reaches it, the ghoul lunges trying to grab her head and opens its mouth baring fangs similar to a vampire. As soon as it lunged though Seras grabbed its lower jaw with her left hand and the grabbed the upper part of the mouth with her right hand. She pulls with all her might which rips off the jaw from the ghoul and then it toppled over. Then she stomps on the head releasing a massive amounts of blood before it turns to dust.

As she is standing there she thinks to herself trembling.

'Oh fuck the hell YES!' 

Her eyes turn a bloody red before she looks down the hallway and sees that all of the ghouls are still shambling torward her direction slowly. She gives a mad grin and then starts running torward them. When she meets the next ghoul, she punches its head clean off and then immediately kicks another ghouls head off as well. The heads then fly over and hit the other ghouls toppling some over.

"Hahahahahaha, this is so much fun! It's like playing a game!" Seras yells as she is still killing multiple ghouls along the way.

After she is done saying that, 27 ghouls have already been turned to dust in multiple ways, like punching, kicking, stomping, piercing, and many more that increases the amount of blood on Seras and her uniform.

She just keeps laughing as more blood dyes her uniform. Alucard looks on and smirks at her actions.

By the time all of the ghouls have been killed, Seras is panting while standing at the end of a hallway that is caked in blood and clothes. She herself is covered in so much that it makes her look like her master.

*Clap**Clap**Clap*

"Magnificent Police girl! I'm liking this new you that you're showing me." Alucard says while clapping and yelling with glee.

As she looks down at the blood on her gloves, she sends a message to her master.

{This is going to hurt so much, Master! This is how much your fun means to me, I hope you know.}

{What do you mean?}

{This!}

As soon as Alucard recieves that message, 10 Blessed Bayonets pierce through her body and one pierces her neck. Simultaneously, multiple parchments with ancient writing are embedded by similar looking bayonets into the windows and doors of the hallway. 

Alucard gets surprised for a moment before he looks at the parchments.

'A barrier and blessed bayonets. How original.' He chuckles to himself before turning his body to look behind.

Huh? Suddenly it reeks of hypocrisy in here." Alucard sniffs the air before saying so.

"Oh if it isn't the Catholic Church and what's this? No little Timmy glued to your crotch, Progress!" He continues to say.

"Ah! And look at what we have here, a bloody heathen!"

"Excuse me, but I'm a fuck mothering vampire. I killed a lot of people to get this title. I deserve to be called such."

Well then, mind if I ask for your name?"

"Only if you give yours first, Papist." He replies.

"Fine, I'll give you the courtesy. The names Alexander Anderson."

"You have been chosen, to reveal my existence to the world. You will witness what happened here today and you'll tell of it later." He wields the bayonets and forms a cross with them before continuing.

"Except you won't, cause I'll have killed ya. Hahahahahahaahahaha!"

"Oh my, brilliant speech and unoriginal. that's totally from boondocks saints." Alucard interjects the priests laughter.

"What!? No it isn't, I came up with it a week ago." Anderson tries to explain before he gets interrupted.

"Pffft! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!" Seras laughs as loud as she can while being stabbed.

'I can't believe he just said that. did I not just get transported to Hellsing Ultimate but also Abridged? What about the regular anime? So many questions.' Seras wonders as she continues to laugh hysterically.

"Shut up you bloody heathen!" Father Anderson yells at Seras as she is actually still laughing.

"Oh my God! hehe. I'm sorry. Hehehe, but it's just so damn funny." Seras replies while still chuckling uncontrollably.

"Way to ruin the moment Police Girl."

"What do you mean ruin the moment!? Next time you want to be serious don't be so funny." Seras tried to explain herself while she is pulling out the bayonets.

As she grabs the handle, she starts to pull them backwards out of her back and feels the agonizing burning pain that only a vampire that got stabbed by blessed silver would know.

She notices that holding the bayonet reveals no problems and decides to put it into her space. Which she does.

"What the hell have you done with my bayonet!?" Alexander yells as he sees one disappear from the fledgling's grip.

"Didn't you give it to her? I mean it was a kind of dick way to it, but I've seen worse." Alucard says while smiling.

"Yeah, I'm keeping these. They might come in handy later." Seras says while getting another.

'I wonder if I can just imagine them going into my space without touching them with my hands?'

She thinks this and then immediately puts it into action. As soon as she does, all the rest of the bayonets disappear and Father Anderson yells again.

"What in God's name just happened!?"

"Who cares Papist. Is there a reason you stabbed my child in the back like a coward?" Alucard asks trying to get his attention away from her powers.

"That be true, vampire. It doesn't matter for I have come here to kill you anyway. I'll get her after I'm done."

"That's Fine by me." Alucard says before they both start staring at each other again.

"Alucard I assume? A vampire working as part of a vile Protestant group killing his own kind?"

"And where is the vampire here?"

"Long gone, they were such a boring opponent, barely any fight in them."

"Really?"

As soon as he says that both Anderson and Alucard start stepping torward each other slowly. After a few seconds they pass each other as they're backs are almost touching. Immediately after, they both brandish they're weapons simultaneously and hit each other. Alucard is stabbed in the neck with 2 bayonets as he shoots anderson in the forehead which sends him flying backwards against the wall.

As he sees that the priest is dead, Alucard starts walking to Seras and pulls out the bayonets from his neck before throwing them on the ground.

"I must say, these actually hurt. Bayonets bathed in holy water, these would kill most trash of vampires. Even we won't come out unscathed."

As soon as he gets done saying this he feels a movement behind him.

"What?" Alucard says as he dodges to the side barely avoiding being cut by Anderson.

Alucard dodges and turns back shooting Anderson 3 time since in the torso. The priest starts falling backwards, his two hands land firmly on the floor and he pushes himself back up. He smirks and then dashes torward Alucard while dodging even more bullets.

He reaches Alucard's position instantly and pushes his arm against the wall. He then takes one of his bayonets and pierces Alucard's hand into the wall. He does the same to the other hand right after.

As the fight is paused due to the pinning, Alucard sees that Anderson has smoke rising from the gunshot wounds on his forehead and body. He becomes wide eyed and yells.

"A Regenerator!?"

"Correct! This incantation was engineered and perfected through extensive research to destroy you and your kind!"

As Anderson says this he pierces Alucard's torso with 15 more bayonets which covers the wall behind in him in massive amounts of blood. Anderson then starts laughing madly while bending backwards..

After a few seconds of laughter he stops and then puts both hands on Alucard's head and rips it clean off in one swift motion. As he is looking at his work, he speaks.

"This is the secret weapon of the Royal Protestant Knight? How pitiful!" He then turns around to see that Seras is gone.

"Hmm.....the girl still moves, even after such a devastating attack. I may have underestimated her." He says while fixing his glasses to their proper position.

In a different hallway on the second floor, Seras is slowlying dragging her body across the wall. She is leaving a long trail of blood.

'God Damn, this really hurts! why isn't it healing?' She thinks to herself as she starts hearing footsteps from the priest following her.

Immediately as she thinks that, a shadow gets thrown in front of her and gets embedded into the wall. After a second she gets a good look and it turns out to be Alucard's head stabbed into the wall by a bayonet.

"Mas...Master?" She says while holding in laughter.

'This dramatic death scene is so funny! then again, if he really died like this, he wouldn't deserve to be my master in the first place.'

"Running is useless, you vile creature." He pauses then continues.

"Dust to dust. For dust thou art and unto dust thou shalt return."

"AMEN!" He yells while pulling out more bayonets from nowhere.

After a few seconds, Seras is just standing there looking at the priest with an expression he has never seen before.

"What is with the look, girly? Too scared to even try to run anymore?" He says condescendingly.

"Pfft! Kukukuku.....Hahahahahahaha! How hilarious!" Seras laughs hysterically.

"How sad. The vile thing has lost her mind." Anderson says with disappointment.

"Huhuhuhu.....hehe. Oh gosh, I'm sorry that was wrong of me...I just found it hilarious." Seras says while smiling widely after another few seconds of dying laughter.

"What?" Anderson asks confused.

"Oh nothing. I was just wondering how she would look if she saw you doing this in the name of her creator. I'm sure it would be one of the most hilarious things I would ever see." Seras says mysteriously while taking the bayonet out of her master's head And putting it into her space.

"Who are you talking about!?" Anderson yells.

"Oh! It's nobody important, you wouldn't know her." Seras continues smiling while she starts holding her master's head.

"Prepare to die, vampire!" He says while throwing his bayonets at her.

"Not today priest!" Seras replies as she takes out her handgun from the space and shoots the bayonets flying at her.

"What!?" Anderson screams.

"Sorry man! I'm not letting you stab me with those things again, they hurt way too much!" She replies while sticking her tongue out and then running away.

'She's not going to 'let' me stab her again? What does that mean?' Anderson asks himself as he looks dazed.

"You! Abomination! I'll skewer you and leave your corpse for the birds!" He says while running after her.

"Hahaha, are you running out of bible verses? That didn't sound very priestly."

"Shut up!" He yells as he is getting closer to her.

"Haha, can't even outtalk a girl less than half your age. Are you really that lost without your precious book? Pathetic!"

"Shut it, you Protestant whore!" He says as he grabs her arm and twists it so that she is facing him.

"Oooh! How original! Using insults when you can't speak properly. Who taught you that? The Vatican?" She says while giving him a despising look.

"It doesn't matter anymore. You're caught and soon you'll be dead just like you're precious master!" He says while he is getting ready to stab her.

"I don't think so, father." She whispers and smirks as she looks straight into his eyes.

Just as he is about to reply, he hears a click sound and immediately tuns around just in time for two bullets to hit his bayonets and destroy them.

"That girl is mine! Father Anderson." A feminine voice sounds out.

"Wow, never expected the general to fight  on the front lines. Isn't that right, Master of the Royal Protestant Knights? Integra Van Hellsing?" 

"Father Anderson! You have severely violated the agreement between our two organizations! Withdraw immediately before this gets any worse for you." Integra says using a commanding tone.

The priest laughs before running up to the trio.

It takes him seconds to slice their heads off before he tries to stab Integra. She takes out her sword and defends against his bayonets with impressive skill.

"I have no idea what you're on about. I'm just here doing my job. Killing vampires, werewolves, and leprechauns. I've never actually found one, but do you think if I cut one open with my knife it would spill out lucky charms?"

"Shut up. Where the he'll is Alucard?"

"How pathetic, I've already cut off your prized assassin's head!"

"Oh! cut off his head? Well, that's step one. What about two through ten?" She smirks as she answers him.

"What?" Anderson yells.

As soon as his voice fades, a bunch of black bats storm the building through the windows and start creating a vortex in the hallway. It slowly starts forming into a humanoid shape that both Seras and Integra both hoped for.

"Don't think you're dealing with just any vampire, such techniques will never kill him. Much like yourself, he is the fruit of our research into battling the inhuman. We spent 100 years on his making." She pauses before continuing.

"The Vampire, Alucard!"

As soon as she is done, Alucard forms completely without his hat and glasses. As Anderson sees this he clenches his teeth before asking:

"How the blood sucked Protestant hell did you do that?"

"Fuck you that's how." he says while pointing his gun at Anderson.

"You know what, I've had enough of this. To hell with all you dirty heathens!" He yells before a bunch of parchment papers surround him and he disappears along with the tornado of paper.

"Well, that just happened." Seras says while walking forward Integra and Alucard.

What happens when you take a guy who wants to be a vampire, loves Hellsing Ultimate, and reincarnate him into that world as Seras Victoria?

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