Red Evil Birth

By Beck Martin

Red Evil is a four parts long story of last, tenth generation. It describes a way of Satan back on the throne through modern society as it is. A story about where we are leading. From birth to dethroned. Through a new world order to annihilation. Red evil isn't the story of a happy end. It is a warning for all people in all places to wake up before a Great Solar Flash. A great story about Antichrist in modern society wants to turn you into a machine, robot, A.I., and enslave you. You can stop it because it's you who's in charge of the story. Open the door of wisdom, awakening, empowerment, and the right path for you!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Oct 21, 2020
• ISBN: 9781716489891

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Chapter 1

Fallen Angel

  I am going to tell you the story you already know. The story your teacher told you in your school or your mum as you were growing up. The story you could read from the Bible. The story about the quantum world we're living in – Universe — the story about why humankind is not united as the one. I will answer your questions about why you're still killing each other, using weapons, prohibiting natural medicine, promoting drugs, and poisons.

You heard God's version already and all the other versions because they are available in several different languages. They serve as a curse for every religion on the Earth planet to keep you ignorant. Honestly, I'm more than sure you would love to hear from the other side as well, from my side, directly from the lord of the evil, from Satan. Would you? Because I'm the one who caused all these troubles nowadays. I am the one who's taking all the blame for your misery. I came back to your world to rectify all the issues I did in my past. I feel the story that I will tell you now is the most fabulous way to share the truth with all of you before I go back to my place.

Read very carefully, ordinary mortal. It wasn't a God who gave you the guide on how to live, what you should do in your life, and so on. I'm sure you're one of the humans who are living by God's ten silly rules, do you? That's exactly something I couldn't stand, rules. How can people follow them? Why? There shouldn't be any rules at all, because we should do whatever we want, we should be free!

Yes, that's what I always called freedom, but I felt the life I lived wasn't freedom at all but following to-do list's and that's not life. How can someone keep telling you what to do? And why you have to listen to him? That's why I was invisible in war with my creator. With almighty - I know everything God.

I lived in Eden, Paradise. It was a beautiful place. A place is full of green trees, singing birds, clean, transparent lakes, blue skies without clouds, shining warm sun, and peace. Boring! Really, can you imagine waking up, sitting down on the cloud, and keep looking underneath if everything is all right day after day? Or to have a conversation about the beauty of a tree he just created? What would you answer? I was sick and tired of it and kept looking at how to get rid of him and create my own better world. Or, burn his, at least. Hate was in my heart.

We are almost the same. We are both energies. We can look like you if we want to, but we're nothing else than pure energy – soul, the bright light. I was a bright light as well. But on Heaven's kingdom, we kept the shape of you, humans, because it was better to have a body, something mundane, and that's why you're all the same. Build to the image of God.

You are so stupid, humans! I am so proud of myself! You have a soul, something you don't see, but it's inside of you, it exists, and then you have your body as a cover of your soul. Temple - as the creator would say. Temple that I decided to enslave.

I remember God as an old, tall guy with silver hair and facial hair covering all his face down to his chest. He was at least eight feet tall. He used to wear a red or white robe, maybe according to his mood. He used to be calm until he created me. I was barely six feet. Shortcut, brown hair, dark brown eyes decorated my angel's face. I loved myself because I was perfect.

Sure, not that perfect as his golden throne where he used to sit and kept telling me what to do. He loved traveling and exploring the Universe. It was something I always dreamed about since day one. To have the possibility to go and explore space and rule, like him. I knew I would have the same ability once I kill him and burn the Earth to ashes.

I could create animals, trees, flowers, lands, everything I imagined, but do you know that feeling when you want more and more? And you're not happy about the things you have? When you live in a beautiful place, driving the right reliable car, but you still want more? Then you're like me. Satan. My goal and dream was an eternity. That's why I kept making him upset day after day. I knew one day he'd lose his temper and would try to kill me. I would defend myself, kill him, and from that day on. I will be the ruler of the Universe.

I kept recreating his creatures. For example, the seagull, white, adorable bird, isn't it? I made the raven. That was my servant, blackbird. Do you know the bee? Useful flying thing giving you honey. I made the fly. Do you like flies? I'm sure you hate them! They're so annoying! Their sense of life is to keep bothering you and then die or get killed. I created them when I tried to say how pissed off I was every day and how much he kept annoying me. Exactly like flies are annoying you now.

All of the creatures you can imagine and you hate, or you're saying they're ugly. They're here because of me. I never thought they're disgusting or there's something wrong with them. I found beauty in everything I ever did, and I even liked the creator's ideas. Who could do whatever he wanted? But with the same aspect, all of those were also the reasons why I hated him. I just felt the space he gave me was not enough, and no matter what I did, he never liked it. So screw him!

The first humans he ever made were Adam and Eve. That's what the Bible tells you. Yes, it was right. He let them live in Eden with us. I won't describe to you the story of how he created them because I'm more than sure you know, and you know that it was the snake who told them to eat apples from the forbidden tree. I was that snake.

They found out their genitals aren't just for urination, but they can use it to reproduce or have fun! You know, I'm sure sex is still the best thing in the world for billions of people, and it's just so beautiful when people love each other. That's why I just had to do it. For all the time, I kept asking myself why he was against it? Why didn't he want them to eat it? Who was that bad guy over there? Why didn't he want people to experience such a beautiful thing?

That was one of the last things I did. Almighty realized it was me who did it, and that was the day he lost his patience with me and tried to look for a replacement. All of a sudden, there were another seven angels. The same beings as I was, the guardians of the light. I was watching everything. God gave them their quests with reasons why they have to be in Heaven with him. Gabriel's purpose was to change the day and night, the same as life and death. Rafael was the guide man and healer. To make a better life and people laugh became the goal of Anael. Angel Michael had the best body between all the angels, so he became God's bodyguard. He is also the angel who cost me my place on the golden throne. That's something I'll tell you about later. Samael, Zachariel, and Orifel, they became protectors of God's castle in the skies.

The following Sunday was the worst day ever in my entire life. That Sunday changed my life completely. God used to travel around the Universe and gave the Sunday to me to rule the world as well – at least for a day. Sunday - Funday. It was beautiful, honestly, but then I didn't appreciate what I had, and it cost me everything.

I was sitting on the throne, looking underneath, and kept watching green plains with dinosaurs running over them. It was so dull. I was not too fond of it. As I was bored, I decided I'd use my powers to have a bit of fun, so I created a massive group of flies; the sad thing was that they weren't annoying the dinosaurs at all. They just weren't bothered. And I was bored even more. It was a silly idea, I know.

I had a better idea. I created a big piece of grass near some massive rocks I just spotted. The dinosaurs sprinted towards the food, and I felt that little bit of happiness. As they were eating, I thought I'd do an earthquake to see what I was capable of doing. Everything went well, they were dancing as I wanted, but then all of a sudden a big piece of rock fell straight down on a dinosaur's head and killed him. I knew if the same thing happened one more time, I would lose my entertainment, and I'd be bored even more, so I stopped and kept watching them eating the grass again.

A giant tyrannosaurus appeared out of nowhere and started to tear one piece of meat after the other out of the dead dinosaur. It was disgusting, and I watched it all with pleasure. Nature is cruel.

While I was deciding what I should do to entertain myself, I noticed that the guardians of the light were watching me. True sons of bitches, even if they didn't have a mother.

This isn't the first time we spotted that you're just trying to kill everything that God created. You made so many mistakes. We will punish you for your pride and all the hate you have towards God's creatures. You're not an angel anymore, Satan. Michael told me.

Slow down… were the only two words I told him. I couldn't believe what Michael said. What are you gonna do about it? I asked and expected them to attack me. The moment I dreamed about all the time just came to me. Time to kill them all, including God! I stood up from the throne and prepared for the fight.

Well, obviously, I'd have to use my powers and violence, Satan. Were Michael's last words before he pulled out his holy sword and tried to stab me. I dodged and realized it's not just him, but they're all standing against me. It will be difficult to kill them all at once. Cowards, I thought, and created a fireball in my hands and threw it at Michael. He dodged it as well and knocked me out with a lightning bolt.

Damn, that hurts! I screwed on the ground because the pain I felt was just insane. I couldn't stand it. How can I feel the pain? I thought I'm immortal? Something went wrong, but I haven't got enough time to think about it, because I knew if I'd let him beat me, what would happen to me? Fireballs weren't the only thing I knew, so I teleported behind him. He didn't expect that, so I used this moment of surprise I just created a sword in my hands and tried to cut his head off with a rapid thrust.

I don't know what happened, but suddenly I fell to the ground, and all I remember was Michael holding his head and healing himself. Lots of lightning bolts and electricity were coming through my body. I passed out, roasting like a chicken in the oven.

I got attacked by six angels just because I nearly killed Michael. It was a joke, and all of them were cowards, scared to death that I could kill them all so quickly. The last thing I remember from Sunday was their punches and kicks that knocked me out for good. I lost consciousness, my place in Heaven. My idea about burning the Earth vanished in a minute. I failed. Holy shit!

Chapter 2

Worst awakening

  I woke up in an extraordinary place. It was so hot inside that I could hardly breathe. Sweat covered all my head. As I tried to get some air into my lungs, I realized they did what I got told. They punished me. Well. I knew I screwed it up, and I lost my fight. There were lots of questions running through my head, but first of all, I was horrified. I touched the wound on my head. I found something so strange, a horn. As I lifted my hands - I have noticed claws instead of nails and red meat full of hair instead of my golden-brown skin.

They made a creature of me, a monster — the same thing I did to all the Creator's animals. I tried to get back my Angel's shape, but I couldn't do it. My powers seemed so weak that nothing happened. I just felt drained more and more every second that I tried to change. No one would like me in my new shape. Just for your imagination - I had long brown claws, red meat full of hair instead of my skin, a tail full of spines. I couldn't even bite down because I had massive yellow teeth in my mouth. I was a freak. I was embarrassed. For one hour, I wasn't sure what to do or where to go. The only thing I had on my mind was the fact that I was defeated and punished. I sat down and screamed. My plans burnt like a piece of paper. The worst feeling was that I didn't get a chance to fight back. They didn't kill me. They wanted to see me suffering from my bad behavior.

I would compare the feeling I had to a situation like when you suffer burns on sixty percent of your body, or if you'd lost an arm or leg. You'd feel like life lost its sense, and you don't want to be here anymore. Well. As I was sitting on the ground, I realized there's no point in screaming. I realized that I'm still Satan, an Angel. Ok, an angel who just fell from the skies, so for now, the fallen Angel.

I paid for my mistakes. I didn't appreciate anything I had, even the beautiful, warm, and peaceful Eden. Screw them all hypocrites. Maybe all he wanted is to show me all that I lost and realize all that I've done wrong. No matter what, there wasn't time to think about it. It was too late. I stood up from the ground and looked around the place where I woke up.

Rocks, stones, and a strange orange liquid were flowing in the pits on the sides of every rock. And that smell? I named it sulfur. The names you're using about magma, caves, hell, inferno, everything is because of me.

Hell became a name for the place where you never want to end up after your life ends. Later on, everybody knew about me, about everything that happened, and that's why lots of people tried to follow God's ten rules, how to live, exactly as in the Bible, just because they didn't want to end up like me. That was around the age when I managed to crucify Jesus Christ, a long, long time ago, but back to those days when my momentum took place.

I went through a very long tunnel and was walking for almost two days. That's how long it was. I thought I'm still in the same place, and nothing was changing at all. As soon as I realized that the temperature was getting colder and colder, I quickly found out that I'd be out more quickly.

I left that hot deep cave behind me, and I was surprised because, as I went, I couldn't see anything I saw yesterday, mostly the green plains. There was just fog and mist with dust and a strange smell everywhere. No heaven, everything was burnt.