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Chapter Fifteen: The Accuser

Far above the Earth...
nothing had changed.
The Throne still stood.
The songs of countless angels still filled Heaven.
The glory of God still covered creation as light covers the dawn.

Yet among the faithful hosts...

there was silence.

Not fear.

Expectation.

Michael stood looking toward the Earth.

Below him...

the Atlantic Ocean stretched beneath a silver aircraft carrying seven ordinary people who had no idea two kingdoms were watching every heartbeat.

One of the mighty angels beside him spoke.

"The enemy believes today belongs to him."

Michael answered quietly.

"The enemy has believed that before."

The angel looked again towards Earth.

"Shall we prevent it?"

Michael did not answer immediately.

Instead, he looked beyond the aircraft.

Beyond the oceans.

Beyond the continents.

Towards a small church in California.

Within it...

the black triangle continued to grow.

Darkness pulsed inside its polished surface.

Legions of fallen spirits disappeared into it like smoke being swallowed by a bottomless pit.

"The deception is nearly ready."

Michael finally said.

"But not yet complete."


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Far beneath Paris...

Satan walked alone.

No demons followed him.

No servants dared approach.

Even the frog-eyed generals remained outside the chamber.

The serpent slowly studied an enormous wall carved with maps of every nation.

Pins marked cities.

Governments.

Military bases.

Research centres.

Churches.

Airports.

Every location carefully chosen.

Every move patiently planned.

He smiled.

"They still think they're looking for visitors..."

"They've never realised..."
"...they've been preparing for us."

His laughter echoed through the palace.

For thousands of years...

he had planted ideas.

Stories.

Legends.

Films.

Books.

Television.

Science fiction.

Alien encounters.

Abductions.

Messages from the stars.

Generation after generation...

he had taught mankind exactly what to expect.

Not angels.

Not demons.

Visitors.

Now...

they would finally arrive.

Exactly as humanity had imagined them.


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One frog-eyed commander entered cautiously.

"My lord..."
"The aircraft remains on schedule."

"And the triangle?"

"It continues growing."

"The governments?"

"They are ready."

"The scientists?"

"They cannot wait."

"The churches?"

"They are divided."

Satan smiled wider.

"Excellent."

"They will destroy one another for us."


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The demon hesitated.

"There is...one concern."

Satan turned slowly.

"The woman."

"Rachel."

"The Christian."

The room became cold.

"What of her?"

"Our spirits cannot approach as they once did."

"Something walks beside her."

For a brief moment...
The serpent's eyes narrowed.

"So..."

"The Almighty has begun assigning them."

He hissed softly.

"No matter."

"One guardian cannot stop what is coming."


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Back aboard Airbus 0718...

Rachel quietly read her Bible.

Tom stared at the mysterious package.

Tim watched passengers.

Daniel reviewed his notes.

Sidney filmed another short video.

Bobby scrolled through business emails.

Cathy gazed hopefully towards the endless sky.

Everything appeared perfectly ordinary.

Yet unseen...

Archrac never once left Rachel's side.

Across the aisle...

Archto watched Tom.

Farther forward...

Archdan quietly observed every movement inside the cabin.

None of them yet understood why the Almighty had placed them there.

They only knew one thing.
This was no ordinary assignment.


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High above them all...

Michael slowly folded his wings.

"It begins."

No angel asked what he meant.

Because every one of them...

felt it.