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A Rift Was Torn

A rift was torn throughout what was once a perfect sky, the souls of many waiting to be born... beings of light. A different being of the Lord's could not stop his internal fool's chatter inside his head. This one took to the notion that he was sufficient unto himself and that he didn't need his kindly master's help. Ravenous like a lion was his anger when God told Lucifer that he must step down from his lofty height. But Satan prince of darkness did not take kindly to this command for he was high ranking. The lust for power made this once cherished being an evil enemy of God's perfect realm, a land known for its light and warm love. Driven out by Michael, Satan fell hard into God's newly created and treasured world, a world where He had made true images... true likenesses of Himself. Alas the bleat of the horned goat, Satan was hear across the universe... revenge was issued forth. by S. E. Clark

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