Reuel7 was last seen today @6:07pm, i wonder why he is keeping mute and didn't even bother to say hi. That's bad.

Maybe the story ends there

Reuel12 bro.......make I no catch you

Abeg na who kidnap this guy nw? Xmas bonus he no give, new year gift he still no give, so na when make we con dey expect ahm? I don tire ooo!!

Maybe he is in a pool of writer's block. That is the worst thing that can ever happen to a writer bro Reuel12 we love you and pray you will be back soon to give us a nice update on this story.

Charlesdock:
Maybe he is in a pool of writer's block. That is the worst thing that can ever happen to a writer bro Reuel12 we love you and pray you will be back soon to give us a nice update on this story.

yes Im back... ah travel before... thank you

jagugu88li:
Reuel12 bro.......make I no catch you

lol abeg madam no vex

tommynico:
Abeg na who kidnap this guy nw? Xmas bonus he no give, new year gift he still no give, so na when make we con dey expect ahm? I don tire ooo!!

hahaha oga mi nobody o... ah travel

younggenius1:
Maybe the story ends there

it doesn't

Previously on Nephilim.......

ReuEl12:
Chapter 2
..... "a month after her accident we were at a mall shopping, when we met this man... Ezekiel he called himself ; he knelt down and grabbed my daughter's hand and to my utter Amazement, my crippled daughter stood up right before my eyes...

Chapter 8
......"you've encountered this man before yes?" "yes" the gangster replied "who is he?""the dude that cured my sister's illness, a prophet of some sort" the gangster said. "yes, that is the prophet Ezekiel, he took something very important from me and I'll stop at nothing to get it back." ...........

CHAPTER TWENTY : THE PENANCE STARE.


Eight days after He carried a dying Jason from an abandoned woods factory to the hospital, Prophet Ezekiel still wasn't close to reviving him. Although he had managed to stop his life force from completely leaking away from his body, he wasn't able to figure out why his life force isn't sporadically replenishing automatically like it was supposed to. And despite his best efforts to help him speed up Jason's healing process, both physically and spiritually, Jason still wasn't responsive.


As Ezekiel sat beside Jason, he asked himself the question he had asked himself a thousand times Since the serpent king attacked Jason : How did they know? How could they had found out that Jason had the key? He saw their battle through spirit vision... And he had helped Jason as best as he could through the phone call and passing of tips and hints through a high level telepathic link called Kenosis... Which To Jason, Ezekiel knew would've felt like his instincts were talking to him. He had to help he thought to himself. if Sargon had defeated Jason and had collected the information he wanted, all would have been lost.
"Earth to Ezekiel " someone called from the entrance of the room to draw his attention.... The prophet turned to the door and gave a weak smile to a man standing there "Goke, sorry I was lost in thought, I didn't hear you come in." "I can see that, I'm here for his check up, five minutes?" "yes of course, go on right ahead" Ezekiel said. And with that the Doctor walked up to Jason and started his examination. Doctor Goke Ogunmola an old friend of the prophet, is the director of Mercy General, one of the biggest hospitals in Nigeria. The night the prophet brought Jason to him he had put them in one of their private intensive care rooms and ever since, had been personally Taking care of Jason's physical injuries. He never asks about the prophet's business, he just simply did what was asked of him, because ever since his eyes had been opened to the truth of reality after the prophet had healed his wife from a terminal Cancer. He decided that although he would be forever indebted to the prophet, he didn't want to know more about the spiritual, for it conflicted with his knowledge of medicine and science. After a series of physical inspections, IV adjustments and a few injections he announced... "He is in good condition. There is nothing medically keeping him unconscious" "I know doc" Ezekiel said then continued, "problem is, I can't figure out what is keeping him under" "he will be okay Zeke... Just give him time, that is all a coma patient simply needs" "you are right, thank you" "for what? " "for the positive words, taking care of him, letting us stay here, and everything else" "damn Zeke don't mention it, you know I owe you big time man... What you did for my my wife far out weighs all I am doing for you." the doctor told him then after packing his tools he said to him "Am gonna go check on my other patients, but before I go, a word of advice, from a doctor to a prophet?" "yeah?" the prophet said then the doctor continued "less worry; more faith" the prophet laughed as the Doctor turned and left then he returned to his thoughts. Why wouldn't he worry, he thought to himself, he had just played a dangerous gamble with Jason the Nephilim and the world is what was at stake. He couldn't even begin to imagine what would happen if he lost and right now, he was loosing.

ReuEl12:


hahaha oga mi nobody o... ah travel

if to sey i dey near u, i for don burst you, hian!.......you just disappear like that without any notice, life no be like that nw, anyways welcome and nw that you are back can u pls get back to work and dish out some fvcking updates!!! And they beta be more than 3.

Getting up from Jason's side he strode to the bathroom. Standing in front of the sink, he placed his right hand below the nozzle of the water pump and then with his left he twisted the knob and as he did he heard water rush through the pipes and then flooded out of the pumps... After washing his hands he scooped some of the water and splashed his face with it to ease the tension he felt. After wiping his face with his hanky, he looked up at his reflection in the mirror hanging above the sink and heaving sigh he whispered to himself... "I didn't ask for this... I didn't want to be a prophet" then traveling down Memory Lane he flashed back to the day he discovered that he had the gift... He was in his junior year at a high school in small town Hawkins, Dallas Texas. He was writing his makeup science test that he missed on its original date due to sudden headaches that he later realized were attacks meant to kill him. He was in his teacher's office when he started feeling dizzy and he slept off. Once asleep.... He found himself in vision were he saw a man wearing a brightly lit robe standing in an open plane with a golden book in his hand, the man beckoned for him to come and Ezekiel trudged along to him, on reaching him the man in the glowing robes gave him a golden book with the words HOLY BIBLE inscribed on the cover and said "Eat." "what?" "Eat!" "am not eating a book" "fine" the man in the glowing robes sighed then touched the Book with his index finger and it turned to a very nicely spiced golden Pizza. Then the man said "now will you eat?" and with a watery mouth Ezekiel grabbed a slice and started chewing. Halfway through the circle of pizza Ezekiel asked "so, who are you?" and the man replied "I'm your teacher, and congratulations by the way on your new appointment" "what appointment?" Ezekiel asked confused "you have been chosen" "for what?" "to be the next prophet!" "next prophet? What happened to the last one?" "he died, about five minutes ago, and you as the next in line for the position, you have been chosen." "next in line? What, does that mean it's Like an inheritance?" "yes, of the spirit" "there are a long list of select individuals that have been shortlisted to inherit the position if an occupant dies or looses his way" the man explained "okay so am not saying I believe you, but just say I do, you should know that there are a thousand prophets in world and appointing me as one is kind of not significant. I think there's a enough already in the world." "on the contrary Ezekiel... Heaven only appoints one prophet for every generation." "that's not possible, there are hundreds of them in the world" " although there are false spiritualist who either serve the dark kingdom or make money off people, there are some genuine ones: The healers, the preachers, the councilors, the helpers, the excorsist are all called by the creator and While there are hundreds of them. there can only be one Prophet. Read your Bible... Joshua succeeded Moses, Elisha, succeeded Elisha, Jeremiah succeeded Isaiah... That's how it has always worked. A prophets duty is to serve as the spiritual head all the other offices of the church established by the creator. And while a prophet is generally a culmination of all the other offices, they are distinguished by one particular characteristic: they are one in spirit with the creator. Their basic duty is to protect humanity from whatever spiritual trouble they may face. They usually do that through prophesies of impending doom but on occasion, they take on the dark forces head on. Ezekiel you have been chosen to occupy a very important position, it might not bring you fame, pleasure and it will for the most part be difficult to maintain... But know that you are doing a great service to humanity, do you accept?" Ezekiel thought for a while, then replied "yes" "good" the glowing man said then extending his hands he told Ezekiel "shake me" and he did, turning into a bright light the man entered into Ezekiel's body and Ezekiel woke up. Ever since then his spiritual eye opened and he began to see things for what they were . He could see humans possessed by demons... He could see spirits that would normally be invisible to the human eyes, it almost drove him mad. At age 21, he started to hear a voice that Ezekiel recognised as the voice of the man from his vision long ago. He thaught him every thing he needed to know about being a prophet, at 28 he could see visions and dream dreams and by 35, He was a full fledged prophet. it took seven years each to master a new stage of his development. And in between those years he had been attacked countless times by agents of the dark kingdom. Flashing back to the present, he said to himself, "my duty is to protect humanity from danger. I will not run from it." turning the water off he strode back into the room and that was when he saw it.

A little cockroach crawling on Jason's nose. To the ordinary eyes it seemed like an ordinary cockroach but to his eyes : a prophets eyes... He saw it for what it was. An evil spirit, or more accurately, a portion of it doing whatever it is that it was doing to Jason. Ezekiel knew that a much more nastier creature to which the roach belonged to was lurking in a shadow somewhere and killing the bug right now wouldn't do any good. The creature will simply send another, in its place. The best course of action he thought to himself is to some how get the cockroach off Jason without alerting it of his presence.
As he saw the cockroach stick it's antennae up Jason's nose, Ezekiel realized with a start, that It was trying to retrieve an information from Jason while he lay unconscious. In a bid to prevent that from happening, the prophet immediately sprung into action by stretching his hand out towards Jason and after harnessing the telekinetic energy in the atmosphere, he made Jason use his own hand to swat the roach off his face. The cockroach was sent flying straight backwards, bouncing off the wall of the room it landed on his feet and made for the door. It crawled straight out of the room in a rapid movement and turn down the corridor. Good! Ezekiel exclaimed as he came out of hiding and followed the Roach down the hall hoping that it was doing what he expected it to do : and that is run back to its master.


Ezekiel cautiously trailed behind the little cockroach as it crawled it's way down the hospital corridor, he was doing his best to avoid being spotted by it or else it would turn away and he would not be able to find out who or more accurately what had sent it.
Evil spirits are like that, always attaching themselves with the most inconspicuous of natural creatures particularly bugs, so people won't notice them, at least until they have accomplished their mission.


This truly confirms They know about Jason being the key, he told himself Inwardly as he quickened his pace to keep up with the little cockroach that was now moving slightly faster than a normal Roach would.

He traced the roach up a staircase that led to an exit, where once out he, he saw more cockroaches crittering and crawling towards the same direction his own runaway cockroach was . Which confirmed to him that he was on track. Ezekiel followed the bugs up another flight of stairs. Where he also met with a lager group, so plenty that this time he saw them crawling on the walls and the ceiling. "Perfect" he muttered in exasperation as he stood before the door where all the now thousands of roaches that he was seeing were forcing themselves in, through any opening they could find: The door of the office of the director of the hospital.

As he approached the door he pointed at it, and it flew open to reveal a wide room, covered in every nook and cranny by roaches and behind the desk Sat his friend barely recognisable only by the doctors coat he wore and the name tag on his upper pocket. The once vibrant and filled with life doctor was now a very thin looking man, which could have been easily mistaken for a mad man if his eyes weren't all black and he wasn't eating what looked like a fresh human heart. His hair had become a tangle of white wild strands as opposed to the normal black hair that it was. His tribal marks drawn all across his face appeared more prominently. And His slightly protruded tummy rumbled as he kept gurgling down chunks of the heart he was eating, raising up his head at the sound of the creaking door, he smiled to reveal crooked teeth that looks as bad as the entire room was smelling, before speaking with a voice that sounded like, two people were talking at the same time.... "Prophet Ezekiel, you've arrived just in time for desert.... Care to join me?" the demon possessed doctor asked. "Osha!" the prophet called and the demon replied "the one and only" then asked "why do you look like you're seeing a ghost?" "I banished you to hell" the prophet said. "the sorcerer brought me back" the spirit explained.... "did you know I searched for the little girl that you drove me out of, when I came back? But I never could find her... Some kind of cloaking prayer I presume?" He said as he munched down the last chunk of bloody meat he was holding. "let me guess, you are behind the Nephilim's sluggish recovery" the prophet asked "yes" the demon replied then continued "extra dimensional poisoning spell, keeps him dead for all intents and purposes and is only revived if the caster Is out of commission" the demon replied. Then the prophet asked again "how long have you been inside the doctor". "from the moment the sorcerer pin pointed your location to be Nigeria. The sorcerer knew this man was your only friend here in Nigeria and you would contact him sooner or later. And in case you were wondering why you didn't see through my meat suit, I would like to let you know that you couldn't have... The sorcerer himself used a state of the art cloaking spell that even your eyes which sees through all can't detect, if I wasn't so sloppy and let myself get carried away eating this delicious meal you still wouldn't have figured it out." "why didn't you kill us the moment I brought him in" "would have loved to, but my orders were to keep you here until the sorcerer comes... He wants you alive." The demon said "so you know about the boy?" the prophet asked "we do" the demon possessed Doctor answered then continued "smart move using him like that , your only mistake was underestimating the shadow sorcerer".

The prophet who was now alarmed with what the demon had disclosed thought to himself, Now that it had become this dire, he had no time to waste. "underestimating my the enemy, is a mistake, I'd never make again!" he said as he stretched his hands towards the demon and prayed "I'm addressing the entity inside you Doctor Goke Ogunmola, Hear the words of prophet Ezekiel, you're not of this world... And by the authority vested in me by the creator, I order you... be gone!" and following the last two sentences, the demon abruptly turned towards the prophet and shrieked loudly.... "not again!" he said as he covered the distance between him and the prophet in a single bound. But as he was about to strike him, the prophet who was ready for the demon, shouted in enochian, the language which humans who had heard prophets speaking it, had described as tongues, the word : SHEILD! and following that an almost invisible and impenetrable barrier surrounded him in a split second and the demon slammed right into it, he shouted again in that Same language, the word : REPEL! And as he said it, another force slammed into the demon and blasted him back with such force that its shock wave blew everything including the cockroaches in the room away. The demon smashed into a pile of stacked boxes then rebounded on the prophet and started crawling towards him facing upside up before, exploding into a swarm of bugs so large and numerous that it covered almost everything in the large room and shot for the prophet in an arrow formation. But as they got within a few meters from him, the prophet thinking to himself, time to end this, yelled in that same enochian language: Holy Fire! And fire ignited from the bug at the head of the formation and spread to all the bugs in the room. The fire was so hot that it incinerated some of the roaches and the rest gathered back together reverting the demon back to its human form. "mercy!" he cried as it trashed around still engulfed by the flames, still burning brightly, despite the demons best attempts to put it out. "Time to go back to hell and this time I'm sending you so deep, that even Durza can't reach you. But first I must separate you from your host" "noooooooo!" the demon cried as the prophet began "in the name of the creator, by the authority vested in me by him, And to save this innocent soul from damnation I Invoke .... The Penance Stare!" and following that the prophets eyes began to glow pure white. "pleaaaaase, I promise I will leave and never come back" the demon pleaded but in reply the prophet said "look into my eyes!" and as if entranced the demon obeyed and as he did the prophet projected himself from his body into the mind of the demon possessed doctor and once in, the demon sprung at him from three different directions yelling "you have made a fatal error prophet, you never should have come in to his mind." and pointing all six of his arms towards Ezekiel he yelled again "Here I am god!" then fired a huge ball of dark energy toward him. From all the three copies of him that surrounded the prophet. And all three balls of dark energy smashed into the prophet causing a monumental explosion.

The demon Osha busted out in a fit of hysterical laughter, in jubilation of his victory against the prophet. But his laughter of victory soon turned into a moan of confusion. For as he watched the smoke slowly clear off, he saw the prophet standing in the middle of it, unhurt, almost as if nothing had happened at all. "What is this ?" the demon asked "why are you not blasted to oblivion?" and the prophet replied "you are one that miscalculated osha, you are not god here... I Am" he said then waving his hand past all the three oshas that surrounded him, willing chains to come out of the ground where they stood and bound them firmly to a huge stone glowing red hot and tighter Around them he proceeded to explain ."you are in my Penance Stare, One of the three secret abilities of a prophet... here, in the possessed's mind, I control all, I can do what I want, to whom I want, wherever I want, what ever happens to you here affects your original manifestation and the best part of it is, no matter how long we spend in here, in the physical world, it will all have happened in a second." stretching his hands towards the doctor's memories he started erasing every memory of the demon from the doctor's mind. after severing the connection between the demon and the doctor, he pushed the demon out of the doctor, who came out in a swirling mass of thick black smoke through his mouth, throwing the now free doctor in a fit of coughing and spluttering. Then the prophet returned to his own body. All the while still maintaining his psychic hold on the demon. Stretching one hand towards the demon who was a swirling mass of black smoke in the physical world, the prophet used his hand to trace the air in a rotatating motion muttering a prayer in tongues until a portal to a fiery abyss was before him, and with a slight hand gesture he willed the demon to go through and it did then the prophet closed the portal on the demon who raged and screamed all the way through. After everything the prophet dropped to the floor next to the doctor in exhaustion, although he did not show it through out the encounter... But Invoking the Penance Stare took quite a lot out of him. It always did. The doctor turned to him, and said "zeke am sorry, you warned me about this things, I was careless." "no, you couldn't have done anything against osha" "the things he made me do, that poor nurse, I ate her heart!" he exclaimed as he broke into tears then Ezekiel said to him "no you didn't, the demon did, and don't worry I severed every connection between you and him, in a matter of minutes you will forget everything about the demon, it would be as if nothing ever happened." The prophet watched as color returned to the doctors skin and his hair change back from white to black then the office telephone rang. He looked at Ezekiel and the prophet nodded back at him in assurance, then reluctantly he picked up the telephone and placed it on loud speaker, "yes" "sir it's bisi at reception, you told me to notify you if a Mr Durza comes to ask for you" dread fell on both Ezekiel's face and the doctor's after the receptionist had said that then reluctantly he asked, "is he here? " "yes, sir" the receptionist replied then continued "and he is on his way up now sir" hanging up in frustration he turned to Ezekiel and said.. . "you have to go, take the boy... You have to leave right now" "what about you? I can't just leave you, here with him, he will kill you in frustration. I just saved your life from a demon, I can't let you die at the hands of a sorcerer!" "can you guarantee that you will defeat this sorcerer if you engage him in battle?" the doctor asked "I'll do whatever I can" Ezekiel the prophet replied "look at you, you can barely walk, my Friend and besides my life is a small price to pay for the millions that will be lost if they get what they want from that boy." "wait!" , Ezekiel said with a start "you know what they are planning?" "yes, and its horrible. You must do what you can to prevent the world as we know it from ending" "what are they planning? What is Durza planning? I know it has something to do with the time rune I stole from him but I don't know what it is exactly, Tell me please ?" Ezekiel pleaded in desperation and the doctor replied "I -i-i can't remember" "what?!" Ezekiel exclaimed then he realized what was happening, "the memory wipe" he said "they are taking effect" "the what?" "there's no time, come with me, everyone else is safe he won't hurt them unless they got in his way. And you have already gotten into his way. I'm not at my best, I can't efficiently protect you from him if you stay." "I don't need you to protect me, I need you to get that boy as far away from- from - I can't remember his name. Just get him away from the evil guy that's coming upstairs. I might not remember whats about to happen to the world but I know that if what am doing right now might in any way stop it. I'm happy to do it. Consider it full payment for curing my wife's cancer. Now go before I change my mind old friend... And Tell my kids I died saving the world." So with tears in his eyes Ezekiel ran back to Jason's room just as Durza was coming up, he turned back to see what was happening and watched as Durza met with the doctor who bowed low to one knee before him saying, "welcome master... " smartEzekiel thought, pretending to still be possessed and Durza asked "where is the boy and the Prophet?" and the doctor replied "right this way sir, they hadn't suspected a thing" "good work, osha... You have out done yourself " Durza commended as he followed the doctor to the opposite direction of where Jason's room was and about fifteen seconds later Ezekiel heard the doctor give a cry of agony as a dark green light reflected off the corridor. Switching to spirit vision, to see what was happening to his friend, anguish flooded his heart as he watched the doctor wither rapidly away at Durza's feet until nothing but his bones was left. The sorcerer must have saw through his trick, the prophet guessed. Stiffening his tears, he ran back to Jason's room. Upon arrival he was glad to see that Jason was awake and was sitted up. "we have to leave now!" he told him. "what, no" Jason replied then continued "what's going on? who are you? Where am I ?" " I'm prophet Ezekiel and I promise to answer all your questions" Ezekiel said as the whole hospital started rumbling "but right now we have to leave." and with that he touched him and they disappeared.

TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER : THE OLD WORLD

Welcome Back bro....

Lovely update nd feed us more!
u think say i don forget shey
Oya come lie down here, lie down flat,
jagugu88li, tommynico, tuhndhay...
Oya go bring those cane come... U gats collect lashing for Abandoning this story. Hw many strokes more give am na

nastynic:
Welcome Back bro....


Lovely update nd feed us more!

u think say i don forget shey

Oya come lie down here,
lie down flat,

jagugu88li, tommynico, tuhndhay...

Oya go bring those cane come...
U gats collect lashing for Abandoning this story.
Hw many strokes more give am na

Forty strokes will do, and if he cries out loud too much, add 20 more.

nastynic:
Welcome Back bro....


Lovely update nd feed us more!

u think say i don forget shey

Oya come lie down here,
lie down flat,

jagugu88li, tommynico, tuhndhay...

Oya go bring those cane come...
U gats collect lashing for Abandoning this story.
Hw many strokes more give am na

Nastynic..... A bottle of chilled Origin Bitters for you.... If you like you can add a bottle of red wine to it

ReuEl12.... You are welcome, Thanks for the update Bibijay123 Swann Lleigh CaroLyner Audrey Greg42
And my sweetheart Jagugu88li oya come

Tuhndhay:
ReuEl12.... You are welcome, Thanks for the update
Bibijay123
Swann
Lleigh
CaroLyner
Audrey
Greg42

And my sweetheart Jagugu88li oya come

thanks for da call

Nice update

tommynico:

Forty strokes will do, and if he cries out loud too much, add 20 more.

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nastynic:
Welcome Back bro....


Lovely update nd feed us more!

u think say i don forget shey

Oya come lie down here,
lie down flat,

jagugu88li, tommyn!co, tuhndh@y...

Oya go bring those cane come...
U gats collect lashing for Abandoning this story.
Hw many strokes more give am na

Tuhndhay:


Nastynic..... A bottle of chilled Origin Bitters for you.... If you like you can add a bottle of red wine to it

Una no go kill person. Cane fir this my small yansh......chai......wicket people

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Reuel12 may I ask please.......and this is serious hey, are you African?
Poor Doctor. Hear I had initially thought Ezekiel is Jason's spiritual father. Now, he would have recognized the voice mos.....anyway

Durza yua tire me finish

Charlesdock oya now, e don unblock

jagugu88li:
[ Una no go kill person. Cane fir this my small yansh......chai......wicket people

Where is the yansh lemme see, maybe i can reconsider
Today is my birthday anyways, i need ya likes!

jagugu88li:
[ Una no go kill person. Cane fir this my small yansh......chai......wicket people

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Reuel12 may I ask please.......and this is serious hey, are you African?
Poor Doctor. Hear I had initially thought Ezekiel is Jason's spiritual father. Now, he would have recognized the voice mos.....anyway

Durza yua tire me finish

Charlesdock oya now, e don unblock

I haff land kijigba o. Sitting behind you in the cinema

jagugu88li:
[ Una no go kill person. Cane fir this my small yansh......chai......wicket people

**********
Reuel12 may I ask please.......and this is serious hey, are you African?
Poor Doctor. Hear I had initially thought Ezekiel is Jason's spiritual father. Now, he would have recognized the voice mos.....anyway

Durza yua tire me finish

Charlesdock oya now, e don unblock

yes he is African, and omo yoruba, so how can we help you because we are many *winks*

Paulscholari:
yes he is African, and omo yoruba, so how can we help you because we are many *winks*

Wetin be yua own in da matter, omo Yoruba? At least if Tosinex was replying me things would obviously look promising.



Since you're here.....how's my pidgin?

PREVIOUSLY ON NEPHILIM....

ReuEl12:


Chapter 3
n the prophet spoke with his hand still on Jason's head "Who are you?" Jason replied, with a voice that wasn't his "amnesium, the spirit of memory loss" the prophet questioned further"who sent you?". "I cannot say ". " what do you want with him? " " he is a part of the plan""what plan?" "I cannot say" then the prophet ordered, "this boy does not belong to you, I command you spirit to leave his body" "is that right" the spirit said then continued "you know nothing Ezekiel" "fine" the prophet decided..."Don't say I didn't ask nicely" He held Jason's head firmly then looked him straight in the eyes, Jason felt a warm sensation all over his body and moments later the prophet was standing face to face with the spirit amnesium inside Jason's mind. He stretched his hand at him and said "begone!" as pure white energy burst from his hands and engulfed the spirit incinerating him, coming back from Jason's mind and into himself he said to everyone "it's done". Jason fell backwards into a deep sleep ."when

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE : THE OLD WORLD.
Jason was having a nightmare about a snake like creature trying to kill him, when the loud blaring of a trailer that was driving by, woke him up. All his body ached him, he was being driven through where he recognized as the town of Ikea, his home town. "Thank God, you're awake... You've been asleep for two days straight" the man driving him said when he saw Jason. He was about to ask the man what happened when everything that had happened to him since he made the rains fall to end the drought ravaging his town, came flooding through his head, he remembered getting sliced open by the snake demon and then blacking out. "I died... " Jason said confused "no you almost did" the Man corrected "had I gotten to you seconds later then you really would have died" "Jason raised his eyebrows to look at him then with shocking realisation he said "that voice? You were the one that called me!" "yes, I was trying to warn you about the attack of that night but it was ultimately too late" "who are you? why are we here? what was I doing in that hospital? why are you helping me? and more importantly why am I being targeted?" "calm down, Jason... One question at a time. I will explain everything once we get to our destination" "which is where?" "your house, it's the last place they would think to look for you." the man explained as they drove. A few minutes later they got to Jason's compound, what was left of it, for the building was cracked all over and where Jason's door to his apartment should have been stood a gaping hole where the snakish beast had blasted through, the night it attacked.


Jason watched as the man walked, muttering under his breath, around the house. He could have sworn that he saw faint blue lights come out of the man's mouth as he talked. When he was done he walked over to Jason and sat in front of him then said "protective and warding prayers, no demon can get through the shield and no one will see or know that we are here." "good" said Jason " now start talking"

Taking a deep breathe the Man began " my name is Prophet Ezekiel and this all started about four years ago, I was in a vision and I saw the world end. It was devastating... Cities were being consumed, people were dying by the thousands and the oceans was on fire. It was chaos the likes of which the world had never seen before, and in the center of it all stood this man Durza, he is a renown sorcerer in the mystic world and an agent of the fallen Angels." "fallen angels? I thought I was done with all this mystical stuff, I want nothing to do with it. How does this all even concern me" Jason asked and the prophet replied "I may have been guilty for that." "How?" "In my dream, this man Durza held something in his hands. Something of infinite power...: The time rune." "the what now?" "the Time rune, one of the five infinity runes of power scattered all over the universe." "what are infinity runes?" "infinity runes are artifacts of power that represents the building blocks of existence which are energy, reality, mind, space and time" "I still don't get the big deal about these runes" "in simpler terms you would understand, just imagine, if Time, space, reality and the rest were like TVs, then their runes are like their remote control." "really?" "yes, so if for example one were to be able to come in possession of the time infinity rune, then that person if he knew how to use it would have absolute control of time." He said then continued "when I woke up from That vision, I prayed earnestly for away to avert what I had seen, and it was revealed to me that if I can stop or keep Durza from using the Time stone, what I had seen in the vision would not come to pass." as he completed his sentence, Jason immediately burst into a feat of laughter "haha haha haha haha, so let me get this straight, all this was because you had a dream. My life is in danger because of your dream?!" Jason Asked with anger rising inside of him. "it wasn't just a dream, it was a vision. I'm a prophet of the Lord, whatever vision we have, unless we are able to avert or counter it always comes to pass. Our duty is to protect, defend and serve humanity, the visions are our way of doing it. We see an impending doom, we try to stop it and if we can't, we warn the people to prepare for it." "were do I come in, in all of this ...?" Jason asked and the prophet replied "after the vision and the revelation, as is my duty as a prophet I set out to search for Durza. Finding him didn't take long, but I discovered to my horror that Durza already had in his possession the time rune. Something that was believed to have been lost to the universe since creation. So in an effort to avert my vision, I stole from him with great difficulty and a lot of sacrifice, the Time rune. Having no time to move around with such a powerful object, I sort of hid it. For three years since then, Durza hunted me, I lost my wife, and my only daughter trying to keep away the location of where I had hid the rune from him. But when I realized he was getting closer, And that it was only a matter of time before he caught up with me, I came up with a contingency plan to make sure that no matter what happens, the sorcerer would never get his hands on the location of the hidden infinity rune." "what did you do?" Jason asked and the prophet replied, "I removed the memory of myself hiding it, completely from my mind and I put it somewhere else, somewhere I thought would be too insignificant for him to consider, and even if he did, he would have trouble getting it." "and where's that?" Jason who was afraid of what he thought was the answer asked. "your mind" the prophet said "What!" a shocked Jason exclaimed, "why me.... Of anybody else that you could have sucked into your problem. Why me?! The one who least wanted this!" and the prophet replied "I chose you because of that night, the night when we first met, when I freed you from your amnesia spirit. I saw your mind and how it was very strong. It took a whole possession to do what normally a simple spell would have done, and that was to take your memories." "did this Durza you speak of do that? Did he cause my amnesia ?" "no, I don't think so, every sorcerer have a unique imprint in their spell or sorcery, and this was not his" the prophet replied then further said "what I still can't explain though, is how they could have known you were the key to the location of the time rune." then Jason replied, suddenly realising how "I think that knowledge might have been found out by him when he came to my dreams." "He was in your dreams? When?" the shocked prophet asked "that night the snake demon attacked, just before the attack, he asked about your whereabouts, he told me he was tracing every one you have been in contact with, he said I was hard to find, and then he branded me on my chest with his hand and then I woke up." Jason told him. " the brand was a tracking spell, I burned it off you that night at the woods factory, I always wondered how you got it. He must have sniffed through your mind and saw the memory of me, putting my memory in your mind." the prophet deducted. "how come, I don't automatically know the location of the place where you hid this Time rune. And how come he didn't just grabbed it From my mind right away" Jason asked still skeptical about the whole story and the prophet replied," That memory is hidden in a place where even you can only remember after years of focused and intense mind training: the zero zone, it's were all your baby memories are, no one remembers anything from infancy, no external force can go there while you live, This is why Durza sent the serpent king after you, if he had ate your soul, everything about you, including that memory would have been available to him." "how did you get it there then, without killing me?" " I simply planted it in your mind as one of your own baby memories and it guided itself there to the zero zone, there's no way I can get it out even if I wanted to" the prophet said concluding his narrative. Jason sat down for awhile, after giving much thought to all he had been told, riddled with questions and frustration he busted, "this, this is all bullshit! your story is a load rubbish!" the prophet surprised at Jason's outburst asked "what are you talking about, half of the things we've discussed happened before your very eyes... " "yes and all because you dreamt the world was gonna end, my life was ruined again, because some random stranger had a dream about the end of the world, what gives you the right to walk into my life and Bleep it up as you please, simply because you had a nightmare!" Jason roared as he felt is anger began to rise... Then the prophet said "my visions aren't mere dreams, they come true" and Jason replied "so you're saying that your visions always come to pass. they never fail?" Jason asked "No, but they can be averted if quick and right actions are taken."the prophet explained. "tell me, why the Bleep should I believe a word coming out of your mouth?" Jason asked and the prophet taking a deep breathe replied "because I have a vision for you."

Jason laughed then said, "you can see visions at will? When it is convenient for you to deceive a poor innocent soul, you tell them you have a vision?" "no, " the prophet replied, then continued "a prophet can't control his visions, I saw this one the moment we came here, but I didn't want to tell you, because I needed you to be focused on the task at hand." seeing the seriousness on the Prophet's face Jason urged the prophet to talk, "humor me" he said "what have you seen for me" and straight forwardly the prophet said "I'm seeing you lose someone you love" Jason chuckled then said "I've lost loved ones before, we all love and lose the ones we love over time, that's not a prophecy, that's life." "then foolish boy" the prophet chatised and continued "how about this for a prophecy, I see you loose one now." As Jason who was walking away from him turned back to ask what he meant by that, another voice called from behind him "Jason!" he turned to see who called and to his shock he saw Mrs Ossai standing behind him.


"Mrs Ossai" Jason yelled, Barely recognising the woman covered in blood and bruises he was looking at. "what happened?" Jason asked and as she made an effort to reply, blood spilled out of her mouth, and then she collapsed to one knee. Jason ran up to her to pull her up, but as he made to grab her, his hand passed through her body, as if it was not there and as Jason watched in confusion, he saw her Flickr like she was some kind of those faulty futuristic hologram, he saw, in the movies he watched. "What's going on," Jason asked to no one in particular but the prophet replied, "she's not really here, it's an astral projection of her, but it's weak" then all of a sudden, she grab Jason's shirt but her hands slipped through, then she opened her eyes, it was wide, bloodshot and frantic, she looked like she was about to loose her mind, and she said "it's Elera, help"

Meanwhile, 24 hours earlier....
Vincent sat at the edge of the open cavernous abandoned building were they were based, chewing burger, and watching Durza thinker with his almost completed new device. This device he worked was meant for Vincent, it was a device durza was developing for him that would enable him talk without flattening anything around him, not unless he wanted to. Durza other than being a sorcerer was an outstanding engineer, it was rumored among the demons and spirits he worked with, that he taught Leonardo DaVinci the famous Italian Polymath, all he knew about engineering. After Durza got back from the hospital three days ago he was very pissed. When Vincent asked what had happened through the mind link established between them, he had told him that the demon that was assigned to stall the prophet till his arrival failed and that it was time for plan B "what's plan B" Vincent had asked and he replied " plan B is an assignment for you, But first in other to carry out this assignment you need your ability to speak, but since your disability is connected with your powers, you need something more than a little spell to make you talk out loud, so am going to build you a device that with the help of a little sorcery, will help you talk." and for three days he had been working on it non stop... And today he looked like he would be completing it soon.

"So, once we get this magic stone from the prophet or the Nephilim, whoever the hell has it, what's next?" a bored Vincent asked. "evolution, A new beginning, a better world." "the fallen, are going to bring this with them?" "the fallen? No boy, I no longer serve them" "what are you talking about?" Vincent asked a bit uncomfortable with his proclamation "relax Vincent, you're safe... There's nothing to worry about" "are you serious, what do you mean by there's nothing to worry about, if the fallen found out--" "I imagine they would be sour, mad even, but that is just about the most they can do about it. As long as they remain chained up in hell's fire, they can do nothing..." "so who then do you serve, coz I do see you communicate with someone you call master, through the communication mystic circle." Vincent said and Durza answered "A higher purpose, I'm going to fix the world, Vincent... I will be called it's savior." "seriously... what are you going on about, Durza." Vincent asked. Durza stopped what he was doing and then looked at him. "I suppose it's time for you know everything... Come with me." Durza said, leaving the device he was working on, which through sorcerery continued to work on itself even after he had stopped left it, beckoned for Vincent to follow him.

Vincent followed Durza to the edge of a flat wall, he touched a random spot and a red mystic circle appeared with something that looked like alien language written within it. The characters in the language ran downward like a computer's binary language for a few seconds then stopped and four larger characters appeared on the center of the circle. And after Durza touched them one by one, the wall split apart to reveal another huge chamber workshop connecting the workshop Hall that they stood in. "what is the place?" Vincent asked in surprise. "it's where I work on my secret project" Durza said pointing at a giant ring of metal so large that the tallest sky scraper in the world could have pass through horizontally with relative ease, standing erect at the center of chamber. "what is that ?" Vincent asked again and Durza replied "A portal" "I've seen you travel to other realms and dimensions as easy as walking from one street to another, where do you need this big ass portal like this to travel to?" "not where, slow one, it is more of a when" "that's a time portal?" "yes, I'm going to fix humanity" "What can you possibly change to fix humanity, World War II, conquest of Rome , Genghis Khan or Adam and eve?" Vincent asked. "none of the above, I intend to use the time portal to bring him here" "who?" Vincent asked curiously and Durza announced in reply "my true master, Giant King Anak!".

In a state of shock, still trying not to believe what he was hearing Vincent asked again "as in, the Nephilim giant king, Anak, that's the one you mean? " "yes" Durza replied.

After a moment of silence, just after the moment of shock had passed... Vincent said in a cool calm and collected voice, "My lord, with all due respect.... I think that's crazy." "Vincent" Durza called with a stern voice, then continued " I acknowledged the respect you accorded me.... And the truth is if you weren't like a son to me, I would have have reduced you to ash for questioning my sanity, but instead, I ask you to remain calm and let me explain" and as Durza said those words, a sudden calmness flushed over Vincent. He suspected it was a spell but he took a sit and ask Durza to explain. And he began " all this started 20 years ago, I was at my wits end with project winged humans... I was no closer to hacking the human soul, than I was 2000 years ago when I started it, I had researched all the meta physical knowledge both spiritually and physically known to man, but none were of any help, I didn't know what else to do. I was about to give up, when an idea struck me, if I can't get anything in the mystic world that can help me, why not go and directly ask the one man who truly knew all about the mystics, the wisest man that ever lived... King Solomon of Israel." "how were you going to do that?" Vincent asked and Durza replied, "I was gonna use the time rune to travel back to his time" "wait!" Vincent cut him off, then asked "you had the Time stone with you, all the while?" and Durza replied "yes, it had been in my possession for thousands of years, my father stole it from King Solomon, he was a sorcerer to his pagan wives and a close friend of the King himself. When I was a child, we would all seat at his court, especially me in front of his majestic throne made of gold, and we would listen to all the words of wisdom that came from his mouth, I never let any of his words fall to the ground, I took in everthing, it was my desire to be like him, To surpass his wisdom was my greatest ambition and it was what drove me deep and deep into the mysteries until I got to where I was at that point in time... And yet still, I was a far cry away from him. When he died and his son Rehoboam who wasn't nearly one fifth of the man his father was took over the kingdom, he led the people to civil war and in the process ultimately caused the division of the kingdom into two. it was during the chaos that my father and I made our way to the vault of Solomon, and with him being one of his closest Friends and knowing all of his secrets, he took with ease, ignoring all the gold we saw there, the only treasure he deemed worth taking, the Time infinity rune. At that time I didn't know what it was for, or how the wise king had gotten it in the first place. My father could never get it to work. When he died, he told me its value and handed it over to me but I could not get it to work either. so i kept it away until that night. After. spending 10 years researching the rune, i finally learnt how to use it to flow through time.
When I was ready, i applied all that was needed to activate it and when I did, I willed it to take me back in time. But due to my lack of full understanding, I was unable to control it's motion, and it accidentally tossed me far back in time... past the Time of Solomon, past the timeline of Egypt, straight to the time of Noah; before the flood. The rune took me to the OLD WORLD!.

TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER : THE OLD WORLD, PART II

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