Chapter 18 Keila Prepares Her Speech to the Edenites.
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Keila was sitting in the Divine Dimension, being a bit hesitant on how to address the people of Eden. Being the ruler of a pseudo-Bronze Age tribe was nothing she had ever planned for, and her role in the resistance against the Terran Council had been more of a figurehead rather than being the de facto leader of the Resistance. Keila was the ultimate figurehead for the Martian Humanist Alliance, the beautiful young woman who had managed to assassinate Hans Muller, who was the ruthless and oppressive leader of the Terran Council. As such, she had given speeches in the past, but those speeches were always written and scripted by others, so she had never needed to make the decisions.
Keila was looking at herself in the mirror. Her auburn hair matched nicely with her light green eyes and symmetrical features with a flawless complexion. She had an athletic body and stood at 170 centimetres; 30 centimetres taller than the average for a Martian female. Overall, she looked a lot more like a human from Earth rather than a human from Mars, which was ironic since she was the poster girl for the resistance against Earth humans.
At the age of 12, Keila’s mother Susanna had revealed to her that Keila’s father had been a Terran, an exiled grandson of a Terran House ruler, who had fallen in love and eloped with her, a mere Edenite woman who was sold off as a s*x slave to a wealthy Terran leader, Ibrahim Rashid. They were cursed for eternity and were deported from Earth to live on Mars in exile for his forbidden relationship with Susanna. Sadly, he had fallen ill and died before Keila was born. Keila had planned to find out more about him, but there had never been the right time, and her mother had kept her silence. In the end, it did not matter; there were more important things in the world than learning about people who died before she was born.
Keila inspected Eden. It was based on 70-year-old technology, and yet it was still a marvel of technology, far surpassing anything she had seen on Mars. It was also utterly useless to her. It was designed to enable a person living with Bronze Age technology to survive on an asteroid, and while it was impressive, it was a backward technology that was specifically designed to dumb down the population with no military skills whatsoever that would make them strong and win in case of a war.
Since the day Keila had crashed on Eden, the entire fabric of Edenite society had collapsed with mass killings and anarchy because of Adina and Jeshua’s insurgence. The sole foundation of Eden’s religion and ethics was to follow the commands of the omniscient Grand Master Abraham, which was written in the Abrahameon. When the rebellion and mayhem emerged, morality had collapsed, and society fell into a complete dark frenzy. Out of an original population of 8000 people of Edenites, 1500 of them had died because of the turnover of the religious dictatorship system. However, there were still 6500 individuals left desperately in need of leadership, leadership that Keila could provide.
Keila decided to deliver the truth to the Edenites. The truth that they were, living in the future and not living in during the Bronze Age era. Their original forefathers were of Martians who were abducted and then transported by the Terran villain Abraham Goldstein, to live in an artificial world created by him, doing his bidding as a part of his crazy egomaniacal desire for power and worship. She would tell them that they were free to leave, but that she implored them to join her in her fight against her enemies in the Terran Council.
She called Metatron to prepare the landing on Eden.
Keila:
- Metatron, have you prepared for our landing on Eden?
Metatron:
- Yes, the others and I are ready and awaiting your command.
Keila:
- Good, I am coming with you.
Metatron:
- Coming with us?
- Mistress Keila, if you are not transmitting your thoughts from the Divine Dimension, you will not be able to connect to all the Edenites at once. Hence the people of Eden will not accept your Godhood.
Keila:
- I am not coming down as a Goddess. I am coming as a human aspiring to be their leader. Thus, I will present myself as such, a true Martian leader.
- I will tell them the truth. The time of deception and dissimulation has come to an end!
Metatron:
- I see. But what place would the other angels and I have in this new dawn of time? We were deceived too, while all we ever wanted was to serve and do good deeds.
Keila:
- While you all committed terrible atrocities in your misguided aim to serve the will of the dead divine Yahweh and his imposter Abraham, I promise you that there will be opportunities to redeem yourself in the future, should you choose to follow me.
Metatron:
- Thank you, Keila. I will prove myself worthy!
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