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, one of them responded, and they set for their work. “Are we getting ready for the big day?” She asked with her voice laced with concern. “Yes, Miss Stonebridge, we have collated the data from the panel testing of the products we are showcasing; five out of the seven passed the acceptance test”, a young adult on the team affirmed pleasantly. “That is a relief, I will meet up with other department heads this week”, Rissa assured them. She opened her phone and a video of herself and Adrian surfaced from earlier that morning.

I trailed off, glancing pointedly at Reigna, hoping to inject the old, familiar narrative of her being a homewrecker, the other woman. Carlisle, however, remained impassive, his gaze piercing. Reigna merely met my stare, her expression unyielding, almost pitying me somehow, "Ms. Harrington," Anya Sharma from Carlisle’s side, spoke with her voice sharp, cutting through my prepared speech. "The evidence unequivocally shows you initiated the encounter at the mill and deliberately planted the camera. With your psychological condition aside, can you explain why you provided false testimony under oath? That, with everything said, sounds like you’re completely aware of what you were lying about tha

It's not enough for heaven to just slap him, and spit on him, they step on him until he lost all the will to live, the will to see the light again. Knowing you love your enemy, knowing you married your enemy, slept with him, cry for him, live your life for him now... the heavens wanted to knock out all the life in him. Remarkable. What the heavens laid out for him deserves a standing ovation, and applause from all the bystanders who only watched him trampled so low and left him so pathetic.

But she did not burn. Instead, she rose—levitating a foot off the ground, her eyes glowing like suns. Words erupted from her mouth in a language none understood but all felt. “The blood remembers. The fire testifies. The water will cleanse. And the time has come.” Then she fell, unconscious. But the altar was reborn. --- Three days later, the church had changed. The veil between flesh and spirit felt thinner. Miracles became common. Healings. Dreams. Convictions. The sanctuary was now a furnace of the divine.

It was only after Pastor Alozie prayed for those who had testified, that the church seemed to snap back to reality. Barely three weeks after my testimony, I decided to look for a place to sit down and think about everything I’d gone through since my mother passed away. Pursuant to this, I took a cab to the same church, I’d sat in on the fourteenth of July, surrounded by prayer warriors and other church members, who called on YESHUA to deliver me. Then I remembered my invisible double.

“The Divine Steps are steps leading to the heavens, consisting of nine levels. Once you attain the ninth Divine Step, you’ll be dealt a heavenly tribulation!” Heavenly tribulation... Luna’s eyes flickered with a strange brilliance when she heard the unfamiliar but mysteriously powerful words. She could not help but repeat them. “Heavenly tribulation...” The lamia continued, “Once you overcome the tribulation, you’ll enter a truly new world, like a carp transforming into a dragon. From then on, you’ll be unparalleled in the world. You’ll have the ability to traverse the heavens and earth, and even turn stone into gold. You’ll enter the mythical realm of transcendents, demons, and fiends.”

Nancy breaks down in tears under unexpected circumstances and says, “Lord, God of Host, the Alpha and Omega, Beginning and the End, The El Elohim, Jehovah Jireh, we adore You and give You thanks, respect, honour, and glory now and forever.” Nancy observes them and tries to understand their viewpoints, as well as the causes that propelled them to share their own testimonies and express their confidence in the one God, the Creator of all visible and invisible. Nancy hears them screaming, yelling, and crying as they appear broken and trembling, and she moves to assist them while grinning and shouting at full volume

Christian saw the acceptance on Kaiser’s face as though he’s already aware of it and frowned. “Anyway, I really need you to know about this, so please listen,” Kaiser bent over and took one of the newspapers on the floor and opened it in a wide spread. “You’re aware of this, aren’t you?” Christian’s heartbeat picked up an abnormal rhythm and scratched his head. “Jesus, get real, will you?!” “I am being real—I mean; the evidences do. Are you not reading the internet? Lots of spiritualist confirmed the demonic events behind Samantha’s case.”