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Listen to the dramatic version of this episode by storyteller Angelica. THE HEBREW GOD TENDS WITH THE BEASTJohnny sat in his dimly lit living room, the flickering light of the monitors casting eerie shadows on the walls. The news anchor’s voice trembled as she reported on the latest catastrophe: the fifth bowl of judgment had been poured out, targeting the throne of Apollyon and Lucifaria’s temple. The camera cut to scenes of chaos and despair, showing the once-mighty temple now engulfed in darkness and ruin. Johnny’s eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the news coverage of Apollyon and Lucifaria’s temple being destroyed.The once formidable stronghold, now reduced to rubble, seemed like an impossible sight. His mind struggled to comprehend the magnitude of the devastation. Desperation clawed at his heart, and he felt a suffocating weight of grief pressing down on him. The world he had known, the forces he had believed in, were crumbling before his eyes. Johnny’s breaths came in shallow gasps as he tried to process the overwhelming loss. The pain of betrayal and the fear of the unknown consumed him, leaving him feeling utterly lost and alone in the midst of the chaos. As the judgment spread, the global masses reacted with increasing fury. Instead of seeking repentance, they cursed the Hebrew God all the more, their voices filled with anger and defiance. The news showed people writhing in agony, their bodies covered in painful sores that seemed to erupt from within. The unbearable pain was etched on their faces, a stark reminder of the divine wrath that had been unleashed. Johnny’s heart ached as he watched the suffering unfold. He felt a deep sense of helplessness, knowing that the world was spiraling further into darkness. The anchor’s voice continued to narrate the horrors, but Johnny could barely hear it over the sound of his own thoughts. He knew that this was a pivotal moment, a time when humanity’s true nature was being revealed. As the broadcast continued, Johnny bowed his head in silent grief. He prayed for strength, for guidance, and for a glimmer of hope amidst the turmoil. Again, his prayers go unheard. The world as he knew it was unraveling, and all he could do was hold on to the images on the screens, trusting that there was a greater plan at work, even in the midst of such overwhelming despair. Suddenly, a messenger knocked on Johnny’s door.Johnny was startled by a sudden, urgent knock at his door. He hesitated for a moment before opening it, revealing a dark-cloaked messenger standing outside the penthouse door. The messenger’s eyes glinted with a mix of urgency and relief. “Johnny,” he said, his voice low and steady, “I bring news from Apollyon. He was not harmed in the destruction of the temple. Lucifaria, with his foresight, warned him to leave at once, and he heeded Lucifaria’s warning. Apollyon is safe and continues to prepare for the battle ahead.” Johnny felt a wave of conflicting emotions—relief that Apollyon was unharmed, yet a lingering sense of dread about the unfolding events. The messenger’s words hung in the air, a reminder that the struggle was far from over. Johnny’s heart sank. Before Johnny shut the door, he told the messenger to bring Apollyon’s military commander to his room immediately.General Abaddoni arrived at Johnny’s penthouse promptly, “how can I serve you, most holy prophet? “ Johnny stood tall, his voice steady and resolute as he addressed Abaddoni, the formidable military commander of Apollyon’s forces. “Abaddoni,” he commanded, “the time has come. Gather the warriors and ready them for the final battle. We must prepare for the ultimate confrontation in the Valley of Megiddo. Ensure that every soldier is equipped and prepared to face the challenges ahead. Our destiny awaits, and we must stand united and unwavering. Go forth and rally the troops, for the hour of reckoning is upon us.” Abaddoni questioned the authenticity of Johnny’s command, asking, “are you certain these orders are from Apollyon? Why didn’t he contact me personally? Johnny told him he is in hiding. Do as I say, said Johnny. General Abaddoni stood before Johnny, his expression a mix of determination and uncertainty. “Johnny,” he began, his voice hesitant, “I understand the gravity of your command, but the forces we face are unlike any we have encountered before. The final battle will test our strength and resolve in ways we cannot fully anticipate.” He paused, taking a deep breath. “However, I will do as you have instructed. I will gather the warriors and ready them for the confrontation in the Valley of Megiddo. We will stand united and face whatever comes our way.” With a resolute nod, Abaddoni turned and left the room to rally the troops, his hesitation replaced by a sense of duty and purpose. Johnny shut the door behind him, the weight of his actions pressing heavily on his shoulders.Amid the heat, the room felt colder, darker, as he leaned against the door, his heart pounding with the realization of what he had just set in motion. He had given the command that would ignite the war to end all wars, a conflict that would engulf the world in chaos and destruction. Despair washed over him, and he sank to the floor, burying his face in his hands. The enormity of his decision was overwhelming, and he felt a deep, gnawing fear for the future. In that moment, Johnny knew that there was no turning back, and the path ahead was fraught with unimaginable peril. Within moments, Lucifaria appeared in the room. In a dark, echoing voice, Lucifaria addressed Johnny, his presence filling the room with an unsettling aura. “Well done, my faithful servant,” he intoned, his words resonating with a sinister power. “In due time, you will see that this war will conquer the world for my kingdom of light. Your actions have set the stage for a new era, and soon, all will bow before the might of our dominion.” Johnny shivered at his words, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through him as he realized the full extent of the path he had chosen. As Johnny sat in his grief, yet another announcement came on the news feeds, the sixth bowl of wrath has been released, drying up the River Euphrates. Johnny, thought, what is the meaning of this?
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