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...A flush of green-yellow liquid poured out and disappeared into a large floor drain, a fetal figure was slumped in the chamber, and to Tom he couldn’t seem much more plain, a human being like him, just the same… He thought he had done it, but had no such luck, because then, to his horror, the man stood up! Tom stumbled back as the person stepped out, and blathered, “But…n-no…how can this be?” The man just chuckled when he heard Tom’s words, said, “Yes, many people have asked that of me.” Tom stammered, “How are you able to speak? You should be like a child, brainless and lost.” Said Pete, “Or maybe, your theories are off.” But Tom still wasn’t willing to say this, his programming still argued with his own eyes, he said, “Who are you?” The man replied, “Jesus. You used my blood, who did you think was inside? I thank you for helping me to arrive. You’re not the first Thomas was has had doubts, I said I’d come back, but I never said how.” Jesus then walked forwards, right to Thomas, still as naked as the day he was cloned, he put his hand on Tom’s shaking shoulders, said, “Don’t’ be afraid, I’ve long called you my own, You and your colleagues…no real faith have you known. You think they’ll reject you, and yes, they will, but don’t fear, I’ll show you something greater still…” He squeezed his hand, showed the Truth to Thomas, let him see beyond the bonds of mere time, the past, the future, beyond reality… the perfect gift for analytical minds, Tom fell to his knees and whispered, “Sublime.” Of course, Jesus helped Tom back to his feet, then turned and smiled warmly towards Pete. He said, “The wisest man amidst the egg-heads, and it happens to be the janitor, not only that, one who looks so much like His much beloved ancient ancestor. How could I return to Earth with no Peter?” Said Pete, “I’ll follow, but don’t tell my dad, he’s the kind who thinks all religion is bad.” Jesus laughed, “Well, let’s hold out hope for him,” then nodded towards Thomas where he stood, “There’s plenty out there waiting for the Truth, together we will accomplish much good. Let us all go now, yes, we really should. First we must seek out the others like you, They’ve a part to play, and we’ve much work to do…”

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Clone-God, Part Iii

...A flush of green-yellow liquid poured out and disappeared into a large floor drain, a fetal figure was slumped in the chamber, and to Tom he couldn’t seem much more plain, a human being like him, just the same… He thought he had done it, but had no such luck, because then, to his horror, the man stood up! Tom stumbled back as the person stepped out, and blathered, “But…n-no…how can this be?” The man just chuckled when he heard Tom’s words, said, “Yes, many people have asked that of me.” Tom stammered, “How are you able to speak? You should be like a child, brainless and lost.” Said Pete, “Or maybe, your theories are off.” But Tom still wasn’t willing to say this, his programming still argued with his own eyes, he said, “Who are you?” The man replied, “Jesus. You used my blood, who did you think was inside? I thank you for helping me to arrive. You’re not the first Thomas was has had doubts, I said I’d come back, but I never said how.” Jesus then walked forwards, right to Thomas, still as naked as the day he was cloned, he put his hand on Tom’s shaking shoulders, said, “Don’t’ be afraid, I’ve long called you my own, You and your colleagues…no real faith have you known. You think they’ll reject you, and yes, they will, but don’t fear, I’ll show you something greater still…” He squeezed his hand, showed the Truth to Thomas, let him see beyond the bonds of mere time, the past, the future, beyond reality… the perfect gift for analytical minds, Tom fell to his knees and whispered, “Sublime.” Of course, Jesus helped Tom back to his feet, then turned and smiled warmly towards Pete. He said, “The wisest man amidst the egg-heads, and it happens to be the janitor, not only that, one who looks so much like His much beloved ancient ancestor. How could I return to Earth with no Peter?” Said Pete, “I’ll follow, but don’t tell my dad, he’s the kind who thinks all religion is bad.” Jesus laughed, “Well, let’s hold out hope for him,” then nodded towards Thomas where he stood, “There’s plenty out there waiting for the Truth, together we will accomplish much good. Let us all go now, yes, we really should. First we must seek out the others like you, They’ve a part to play, and we’ve much work to do…”