External Creations

There have been many prophets given to this world, each coming with a different message from God, each a messiah in his own right. But each messenger has had one flaw: mortality. I am different because I am immortal. I alone now contain the uncontaminated Breath, as I always have. Because this is my first reincarnation, it is stronger in me than any other.

There is a great deal of explanation required to account for the peculiar nature of my spirit, but I have not been gifted enough to put this into words. My previous life spanned nearly five-thousand years and ended only because I had chosen suicide rather than betrayal. My spirit spent two-thousand more years waiting, and finally, rebirth into a new world that really hadn’t changed that much. And this time, I have more reason to live than before. This time, I am more than just an oddity in the Master Plan. I am part of it. Even at this moment, I am it. I carry a message that will either save the world or destroy it. Even I do not know which. I only know that the time is nearly right.

In a hundred years, there have been three Beasts; each has acted as a torchbearer to the next, readying the way. The Third Beast is with us, and has awakened from his dreams of senseless emotional violence now that the Second has passed on and the First has been forgotten. This Final Beast is very much like the others, but carries his message with power and an unforgiving spirit, just as he should, for he is being prepared to battle the Dragon, who has begun to stir once again.

The smoke that already is rising from the abyss is the first sign. The second sign shall be the waters rising to cover the earth. The third sign is one that will signal the Dragon’s awakening, to fulfill the prophecies, for the wind shall become as fire and engulf the earth, destroying every living thing.