It is Time
“It is time!”, a voice echoed across the seven skies. He had given them time, He had given them warnings. But His patience, regardless of its infinity, had run out. He could not ignore it anymore, nor take it any longer. They had hurt him enough, they had caused Him enough pain, enough sorrow. He had promised them mercy, it was His prime attribute, His best quality, His favorite act. But they had crossed all limits, they had destroyed enough lives, they had done enough damage. He gave them life, gave them a place, provided them resources, granted them wits and intelligence, blessed them with soup and conscious. They forgot about Him, they abused Him, they bad mounted Him, they ignored His laws, they disrespected Him. They killed each other in His name, they raped and murdered, burned all the forests and made them extinct. They harvested the power of atom and used it for destruction instead of solving energy problems. They ignored the yellow ball of energy He had placed near them. They let the poor starve, discriminated on race and religion and color, and took slaves. They grew power hungry and forgot who had the ultimate power. They mocked the ones who still stayed loyal to Him till the end. But hungry for world domination, they started the War, to eradicate all who still followed Him. They informed the invite multiverse He had placed them in, and stayed forever bound to the blue planet. And today, today they killed the last one, the last one who still remembered Him. He could not ignore it anymore. It is time to fulfill his promises. It is time to do what He knew He would have to do one day. He had hoped that by giving them free will and showing them the right way, they would follow the path, instead they let the Whisperer lead them astray. Now they will know His wrath. Now there was none amongst them who still believed in Him. He had seen the last one die.
The army had gathered on the lowest heaven, flocks of angels all armed in golden Armour, their white wings spread out, ready to march, ready to do His will. They could feel His wrath, they had known from the start the fate of humanity. And then Gabriel received the message and flew, others followed. It wasn’t long before they reached The Milky Way. They located the sun and flew towards it. The army of heaven had arrived.
The earth sky lit up, there was sun but then there was another sun, or something else then another, then another, million suns, or more, definitely move. The veil of blue was lifted as the sky cleft asunder. They thought them asteroids, meteors, comets. Then all of a sudden, the sky lit on fire, they panicked in charge and fear. They declared emergency, they made their defence, they called forth their forces and their weapons of mass destruction, their men of iron and atomic bots. But then a burst of gamma radiation emitted from the arriving host, and none of it worked. Fires started here and there, people flying I their suits and masks, trying to find a safe spot. And then a voice, a mighty voice, said, “I Am” and they knew. They finally realized what they had done, Whom they denied, He was here. The fires spread everywhere, the mountains start to blow up, the volcanoes erupted. They asked for mercy, they played, He didn’t listen, He ignored them. The mountains started to fly like clouds, raining lava over the earth, the angels slaughtering and killing, destroying everything in their path, men and women and Jin. And then He said, “Be”. All of a sudden, in the heart of earth, it’s core, a black hole emerged, eating it from inside, it swallowed the earth. The angels and He watched them disappear into nothingness. He sighed and returned to his Throne. He resurrected the believers and permitted them in seventh heaven and provided them with everything. They praised Him, they thanked Him, they made Him happy. But something was missing, He knew what he had to do, for He was forever a Creator.
Posted on March 12, 2014, in Short Story and tagged angel, angels, appocalypse, beleivers, belief, believers, budhism, christianity, creation, death, destruction, end, faith, fiction, god, heaven, hell, hinduism, islam, judaism, life, life after death, patience, relgions, religion, resurrection, short story, shorty, story, the end, wrath. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.