How Evil Was Reborn-Chapter 1

How Evil Was Reborn
Chapter One
The Birth of Evil

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There was once a time when evil never existed.  Everything was just created by God.  He was pleased that everything was good.  So, He told one of His beloved angels, Lucifer, the bearer of light, what he planned to do for His children on Earth.

“Why do such a foolish thing?” Lucifer said to God.  “Why become one of them?  You are God!  They are below You! We, angels, are above those humans! Why become one!?  If You do such a foolish thing, I shall rebel!  I will not worship and love a god who becomes a weak, low-ranked human!”

Lucifer left Him and told the other angels of God’s plan of becoming human for humans to understand that He loves them.  Most of the angels didn’t think it was bad at all.

“It proves that God loves everyone more than Himself, Lucifer,” Gabriel said, smiling.

“It proves that he wants to be what He created!” Lucifer retorted back.  “God, who created everything, should be a powerful god and stay a powerful god!  He doesn’t have to become a human to make the humans understand that He loves them!  He has power to do whatever He wants and He’s just going to become a human to show them that He loves them!?  It proves that He is weak and foolish.”

Even though most of the angels supported God like Gabriel did, there were some angels who actually thought about Lucifer’s words.

“What if God loves the humans more than us?” asked one angel to another.

The angel nodded. “He might have...”

Another angel in the group of the doubters said, “Lucifer’s the most powerful angel...he can’t be lying to us...maybe God is weak and foolish...”  The group murmured in agreement, then sought for Lucifer.

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“Raphael...What’s our situation?” Michael asked, sitting on a throne for he was of a high rank.

Raphael stood in front of Michael, a hand running through his short white hair.  “It’s not good at all, Michael.  One third of the angel population has joined Lucifer’s rebellion.  They are planning to fight God...I think they are the ones who are foolish...fighting against the One who created them...” He puts his hand down and shakes his head.  “What do you plan on doing, Michael?”

Michael had been thinking long and hard on this topic of Lucifer’s revolt.  Michael would do anything for his Creator, and the thought of war did come across in his mind, yet a small feeling told him that God is Love, not War.  Yet, the time arrived when Michael knew it had to be war.  If not war, then death and evil would plague Heaven.

Michael closed his soft red eyes, then opened them.  “Tell our Lord’s followers to prepare for war.”

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Angels stood in armor, swords drawn, arrows placed to be fired, Michael standing in front of them, his back and magnificently pure white wings fluttering against the soft breeze.  He was looking at his enemy, Lucifer, who had changed greatly since the beginning of his revolt.  Lucifer’s eyes were once a soft dark blue, but their softness was hardened by hatred and anger.  An aura of darkness and ill will surrounded his being, his wings on the process of turning to a jet black.

Michael and Lucifer stared at each other straight in the eyes, then Michael closed his eyes, turning away in shame.  He looked at his brothers and sisters who would fight to the death for God.  Their deaths would be permanent and their spirits would return to God’s side and never leave His chambers again unless God Himself permitted their leaving of His chambers.

“Brothers and Sisters,” Michael proclaimed, his sword drawn and held up high.  “Today we fight not only for the fate of Heaven, but for our loving and compassionate Lord who created us!  We didn’t have to be born!  We don’t deserve any of this!  However, God loves us so much that He created us and placed us in Heaven to glorify and praise the Almighty forever!  He could use His power and might to sweep our enemy away, yet we have chosen with our own free will, to stand by our Creator and help Him!  We chose to fight this new enemy known as evil!  We will banish this enemy from Heaven to a barren and wretched place!  Heaven will be safe and full of our Lord’s graces and love!  Today, we will fight!”

The angels cheered with enthusiasm as Michael turned around, seeing Lucifer and his army of angels starting to run and fly toward Michael.  Michael started to run and suddenly jumps, letting his wings push against the wind to fly toward Lucifer. “For God!” Michael shouted with all his might and his soldiers repeated.

“For God!”

In seconds, the two armies collided, the front lines of both armies badly wounded by each other’s initial blows.  Michael looked around the battlefield, many feet above the chaos, looking for his rebellious kinsman.  The Angel of War scanned the bloody atmosphere below, then widened his eyes as he turned to block his opponent’s attack.  “Lucifer, you’re a coward...” Michael growled through gritted teeth as his sword clashed against Lucifer’s sword, Lucifer smirking.

“It is not cowardice...I call it strategy.”

“You will pay for rebelling against God!”  The two angels continued to fight in their own battlefield in the sky as many angels below have continued the war on land, many wounded, many more dead.  Michael hovered a couple of feet away from his brother, his body scratched up and blood trickling down his skin from fresh wounds, breathing heavily as Lucifer bore the same burden, trying to hide his own pain.  Michael looked down to see his friends, his brothers and sisters hurting, dying because of Lucifer’s selfish desires.  “Look what you are doing to your brothers and sisters, Lucifer!  Don’t you care!?”

“I care for no one but myself.  They are merely followers and are used as my pawns to get what I want,” Lucifer said smugly, blood flowing from his arm.

“I cannot forgive you for this!” Michael yelled, rage and love for his family and his God burning inside him, gripping his sword, swinging it at Lucifer.  Lucifer smirked and leaned back, strands of silky black hair cut from his head.  Michael’s fiery red eyes widened. Now! Michael then let go of his sword, the sword falling to the ground below as Michael flipped in the air, connecting his leg against Lucifer’s abdomen.  

Lucifer’s eyes widened in shock.  “Y-you never fight without your sword...”  Michael then punched his face hard to the side, blood spurting from the dark angel’s mouth and nose.

Michael smirked.  “It’s not just me who’s fighting you.  The Lord is helping me.”

Lucifer snarled.  “C-coward!”

Michael, unimpressed, took Lucifer’s injured arm and saw the ground open up to a hole containing flames.  “In the name of the Lord, I banish thee, Lucifer, and thy followers from this paradise to an eternity of flames and suffering.”  Michael lifted Lucifer up and, whispered in his ear.  “And Lucifer...it is not cowardice...I call it strategy.”  With all his strength, Michael threw Lucifer down as Lucifer was yelling in fury, his followers being dragged to the hole of damnation by the flames.  Once Lucifer made impact with the flames, the hole covered up as the angels of God rejoiced, Michael closing his eyes and thanking God Almighty for the victory.  Michael opened his eyes and looked towards the House of God, his red eyes shimmering like the setting sun.  Yet...it is not over...is it...my Lord...?