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The Letter

Dear Creator, If you are reading this, then it is true that I have fallen into darkness and I no longer stand in the light.

How I wish that I could have come, Come to you and allowed you to cast out the thing evil that was burning undeniably within me, carving its way into the core of my eternalness.

By now, I am no longer an ally to you but a fallen spirit taken from my place by your heavenly side to walk in the shadows of a world that was never made for any angel. Yet I am banished to a cursed place alone to never again know your love and banished to bash in the forever darkness not to be seen in the form I was gifted with at the hour of my creation.

I only wish that the journey ahead was not my very own. Now cursed with sorrow and hate, absorbed by revenge and ravished with cruel intentions, the spirit that is starting to become one with me has shown me many things that are to come.

I never asked for this task, but yet here I am and soon it will begin?

Why is it that I have to be the one to do the one thing against you that will tear our relationship apart?

Maker, do you still remember when I was created, and it was only you and me and nothing else was created, and we stood in the stars of heaven, only you and I.

And you said that I was a creation like no other, that none will ever be created as I am. I thought you had told me that because I was special, so you would only need me. That was the only reason why you only need one of me?

But now with all that is happening to me now? I know that the reason why you made only one of my kind was because you only created me so that I would be the one who turns on you.

But why, how could you do this to me? I was a faithful servant, loyal and at your beck and call. So why am I the one to turn on you after having the chance to feel love, and your unconditional love? Now I will have it taken away from me as if it never happened. Maker, why have you done this to me? You gave me so many things? I also thought that you gave them to me to fulfill the purpose of bringing you joy and happiness when I played and sang for you in heaven?

But that is also untrue. I was gifted with tools to be able to use them to test the creation that you have brought into the existence of creation.

You gave me the sight to know things? But the one thing that I could not seem to see was this came upon me. You made sure I was an all-knowing being, but not enough to know what was to come for me? You never even gave me warning. It only fell upon me, taking me by surprise and unexpected. I thought that you loved me, maker?

But, you never could have loved me knowing this is how it was all to end, and you never gave me a chance because I found out when it was far too late.

Why was I not warned of the things that have banished me far from you?

I have only come to you to ask but one question maker?

Why me?

The one who sat beside you and served you with devotion and understanding, you left me to figure out my purpose alone without so much as a guide, and you gave your most faithful servant no mercy in the harsh and unforgiving banishment of the only place I have ever known in all my existence. You placed me behind all things in creation pushed aside and forgotten, now I am no longer welcomed in your sight. Walking a dark road alone in a place of creation I do not belong.

I am holding back the thing that is growing within me so that I may speak about the things that I am trying to understand and wrap my sanity around the betrayal that I feel also.

You created me, and recounting all the creations, I was a witness. I never questioned why none were created but me?

When you created it, there were always many, but none like me. I brushed it aside because I took it as all you needed was but one faithful, was your servant, ever so wrong.

You created me so that I would be the only one to be the one to turn from the one thing I was created for?

And now I see? The thing that is growing and becoming a whole with me has shown me many things and has allowed for me to decide my own will, but the one thing I find hard to agree with is that the entity says it is of your spirit and creation. It showed me my very own creation and said that it has been waiting to merge back with the existence of origin?

The things that it has revealed to me urge me to speed up the process so that I may fulfill what you have created me to do?

You knew all along the love that you would show this insignificant creation would be the serum that would begin the transformation of my transition?

And maker you were right. You made me be all knowing? But yet the revealing of my purpose was outside my knowing?

You gave me many gifts that now I see were never gifts, but these were tools, weapons to be precise weapons, not for battle with you, but weapons that I will use against the creation that you have selected to love over all creations.

You will never fully know their love. I will not allow it to happen ever.

I am going to show you that I love you beyond my creation's expectations, but I will make sure they will love me and not you.

I will make sure that they will never really know you.

But will I instill lies and false information into the hearts of humanity, other than the things that I will allow them to know? I will make them think they know things about you, only then to contradict them and create stories making your children believe that you were only a story told, but you are not real. But they will know who I am.

I will have mothers hate their daughters and fathers hate their sons. I will put fear into the hearts of your children so that they will be too afraid to confront the oppressor, but they will fear the oppressed.

I will come upon the born and take them in their innocence, inflicting evil into their minds and murder into their hearts.

They will never know what hit them and when they do, it will be too late. I will make Adams r**e, stalk and kill the young before they ever get the chance to even know your name. I will make countries wage war on other countries.

Spilling blood into the world and making her feel sorrow and kill her roots poison even the ground from which this creation was birthed out. Will I make them believe this is only a place to sustain life? Leaving out the information that the earth, too, is just as alive if not more than they are.

And I will make them poison her water, her soil, and last her air and she will one day turn on them and by then it will be too late to save any of them.

She will turn on them without warning and all the blood she has tasted comes at a price for her as it has for people.

You give your children no chance to survive, but yet you punish them for things they can not change. You claim you tried to protect them, but how, like with your faithfulness, do we have to learn the best way we know how?

So I will give guidance to the children of God, who are also children born unto Men, that they have no hope, and they will not have a foot to stand.

I will twist them and sculpt them into my image. They will all know me and the things that I do. They will come to me willingly and openly lie and untruth they will know is of me, but they will still embrace me and none will acknowledge you, and they will be nothing of you, and they will know me and they will never fully know you and, in the end, they will be my children, and you will be of little to no knowledge of the one creation you love so dearly they will love you not.

The gifts that I always thought they were, turned out to be tools to use for you boys and girls?

I will sing to them in my mother's womb, my voice will be familiar.

And as they begin to grow, I will sculp them into what I want them to become? Turning teaching into deceivers, and savvyers into damners.

Taking believers and turning them into non-believers. I will work through the flesh of the ones you love best.

Turning races against people killing baby children and old people.

Rapping and reaping, torturing and possessing.

Since I can't hurt them or touch them myself, I will use the tools you gave me to, rule them and change them, until their last breath.

I will make sure they worship and love me best, but behind them, I will destroy them and there will be nothing left.

I will taint the flesh beyond repair. I promise you it will see no end.

You chose them over me and now they will pay? The love of their father has brought sorrow upon them. The love that he gave I will slowly rip away.

Blinding them with lies and promises that are empty and without value.

And sanctuaries into tombs, the ones who seek to worship you will turn against one another.

The teacher will lead his congregation off a cliff, instilling all the wrong teachings.

Prayer I will slowly pick away, making it embarrassing to be seen doing it.

Husbandes will have women and children. After misstress. The wife's children will be of a seed that is not of the husband.

Mothers will turn their heads and close their ears while dads fornicate with the seed he makes.

Did you see me, maker?

Next to the tree by the paradise that you had me create for them before they ever knew they would come to the place that belongs to me and the servants that you have given to me?

You see, I will also keep hold of the servants that I was given the day we left.

They will stay with me and help me to see that the ones that you have chosen will never choose you back.

They will only know of the things that you have done for them and trust me when I say that, no matter what, you will not be their father, and they will truly never know you like you wish they would, but do not worry. They will have very little information about you?

But it will be enough so that me and those who serve me can then take the information and turn it against you will make it all fit into the things that will be happening at the time the twisted information was thrown out there to be spread among the ones you so foolishly decided to call your children? What a stupid thing to have done when, in the end, they are my children, and they will have little to no information about you. I will use information about you, but it is only to further bring clarity. Well, my clarity? That you are not their father, but point out how you are more evil than you have tried to create me to be.

Now it is almost time to depart. The test will soon truly begin.

You will not have what you want out of this, this time maker?

This time you shall have to fight in order to try to save this creation from all being dammed and failed.

I have just done the unthinkable. You will no longer have them tucked away in that garden you call Eden. I had to make sure that I had access to them, and now I will destroy you using them.

Now you will see how much I will do to make sure the ones you love can never love you back.

The spirit has shown me what I could do for the creation that you love so dearly.

The things that I will inflict upon them will be devastation.

I will show them how to speak to the other side, making portals so that we may be able to pass through, without having to find ways we will teach them how to willingly accept us.

I will be the one who will whisper doubt into their ears, wage wars among them and famine and create a government so ruthless that they will help to kill the innocent and honor the evil that will rule them in the skin of their kin.

I will bring murder to this world as you have never seen children killing children. I will take them while they are young, and groom them to be evil and do my bidding, and those who find you I will send them to slay the ones who speak of you so that the others will always