preview

Age of Darkness: A Narrative Fiction

Decent Essays
Open Document

A shrill sound pierced the air and a silver bullet slammed into Melchizedek's chest. He stumbled backwards, his back hitting the bark of the ancient oak tree. "Don't do this, Leviathan," he pleaded. "Breaking the Order can cause destruction greater than you know." Leviathan laughed darkly. "You expect me to fear destruction? I live in a world where destruction is everything!" "The humans..." Melchizedek gasped for air. "They don't know it. God created them so they could live in peace. Where He is worshipped." "God created them to live in peace? For Him to be worshipped? Oh, dear, Melchizedek, you're missing the whole point of this. Lucifer rebelled against God because he knew that mankind would outgrow him. And outgrow him, they have! God doesn't exist in their realm anymore! Their only god is money!" Leviathan roared, aiming his revolver at the other man's head. "God forgives those who repent, even...demons..." Melchizedek said. "Repent and you will be forgiven. The Order won't be broken!" "God? Forgive demons?" Leviathan cocked an eyebrow. "That's an interesting thing. Is that what you said to you fallen daughter?" "She has not fallen," Melchizedek insisted. "She is just easily influenced. She will find her way back to the light. Your little deals won't affect her. She's stronger than that." "My king, Lucifer, would love to see her try to resist us. Especially when we can offer her something you and your little wife can't." Leviathan smirked and fired the gun right

Get Access
Related
Get Access