Zendar informed me that they had been planning this for some time and had requested my presence at this assemblage to invite me to join their cause. I was stunned by the nature of his request and stood there in silence.
"He hesitates," Moloch growled, interrupting the silence. "He is of no use to us, Zendar, if he is not fully committed to our righteous cause." Each felt that this was a righteous cause since they all felt they had been wronged by both the Divine One and the Prince. Zendar felt that his authority within the kingdom had been threatened because of the Prince. The others felt that they were to be the inheritors of the throne, along with Zendar, and by virtue of the Son's existence had been cheated of that glory.
"Perhaps he has not the courage to confront the Creator," Thesa chimed in. "There is no room in this council for cowards!"
"I told you that it was a bad idea to try to include him, Zendar," Beezlebub whined. "We all command large armies of soldiers and warriors. What armies does he command?" The others likewise voiced their objections and Zendar came to my defense.
"Silence all of you!" he commanded them. "Lest you forget that it was I who persuaded you into the courage you now flaunt. There is not a one of you who was not once as he is now, in fear of the Creator, following the Divine One in blind obedience without stopping to question the implications of living an existence in total servitude. Only now do you realize that we are all merely pawns to be used and discarded according to Jehovah's whim. I, who was once regarded as the favored one, the prince of the angels, am now relegated to playing the role of a servant. And yet, even I once held reservations about following through on our plan of action as did all of you. So do not judge Seraphim's hesitation so harshly, my friends, for indeed, in him there are traces and shadows of your own fears and insecurities that were once a part of you." Upon hearing him the others remained silent and it was obvious to me that he had complete control of the situation. He then directed his attention towards me, telling me that I did not have to participate if I did not wish to do so, but requested that I hear him out before making a decision. I honored his request. He turned to me and said,
"Friend Seraphim, it has been far too long
since last we had the opportunity to tour the universe, exploring the mysteries
and miracles that our destinies have to offer. I know that this meeting comes
as a shock to you, and places you in somewhat of an awkward position of making
a very difficult decision. Let it be understood, then, that I would never ask
you to undertake something that would place you in grave danger nor would I
have proposed to take arms against Jehovah if there weren't sufficient reasons.
The rule over us of late has become increasingly unfair and oppressive and I
feel that it is our moral obligation to change that which is not right or else
all lives are forfeit. Having spent these past two millennia confined to the
"Isn't there any other way to deal with this aside from a call to arms?" I inquired, pathetically childlike yet desperately hopeful.
"All other means have been exhausted. There is no other way." I could tell by the tone of finality in his voice that he and the others had made up their minds. I also knew that I was faced with a rather difficult decision, remembering the sacred bond that Zendar and I made to one another, However, after weighing all the reasons to join him against any possible reasons for doing so, I decided to pledge my loyalty to their cause.
"Zendar," I said, "you know that you can count on me to stand and fight with you even unto the death."
"Seraphim, this news pleases me very much. The council will meet again when Heaven's moon is full and we will discuss the details of our plan."
We met at the far side of the universe near a galaxy called the Milky Way. Zendar had managed to cloak a small area within that star system to the Creator's all seeing eyes so that our plan of attack would be unknown to all except for the parties involved. Each member of the council commanded the largest and most powerful armies in the kingdom, so we reasoned that defeating the other angels would be a relatively easy task, Moloch and Malachi were to undertake the task of defeating the other angels. Malachi was going to lock the doors of the other dimensions to thwart any additional opposition. Cherubim would work on entrancing the Prince with her hypnotic gaze. Mammon and Thesa were going to destroy the palace in which the Creator and the Prince resided. Beezlebub planned to use his radiant energies to distort the metaphysical properties of the kingdom, that would render the remaining soldiers disoriented and confused. Belial was going to use his power to put all the citizens of the kingdom into a deep sleep. Zendar and I were appointed the task of usurping the Sacred Sphere which harnessed the Creator's power and sat atop the Holy Throne. Zendar conjured up a spell to make each of us immune to the other's power so that we would not be affected by our own methods of attack. We agreed to put our plan into action during the next full eclipse of the moon.
At the first hint of the moon's eclipse a knife of anxiety cut through my veins for I knew the time was near. I started towards my designated area when one of the angels approached me from behind and placed her hand on my shoulder. Startled, I turned suddenly and saw that it was Vena, my surrogate mother. She gazed deeply into my eyes and a saddened, melancholic expression blanketed her face immediately thereafter. My intentions had been revealed to her, yet she did not try to stop me. Instead, she simply told me,
"There will come a moment at which you will have to make a choice that will greatly affect the fate of the kingdom and all who dwell within it. May you choose wisely, son." With those words she touched me gently on the cheek and departed. I continued about my task of reporting to the doors that led into the palace and waited for the darkness to come.It came, anticipated and yet without warning. It enveloped the kingdom and covered the universe. A loud roar echoed throughout the kingdom. It came along with the darkness from a distance. I recognized the roar. It belonged to Moloch, Malachi and their soldiers. Then I heard crying and detected the odor of blood filtering through my nostrils. Then I saw them coming towards my direction. Women crying. Children dying. The slaughter was well underway. Moloch and his troops were effectively destroying all who stood in their path. The opposing force fought and fell at random in rhythmic fashion. Others came. To see. To witness. To die by Belial's eternal sleeping spell. Then more came. Confusion. Despair. Beezlebub. Then Moloch's troops slew even more mercilessly. A crack. A rumble. Then the walls came tumbling own. Some attempted to flee to other dimensions but found that the doors are locked. So they remained and were buried beneath the rubble that was once called the