The high-beams effected DJ’s vision; this made him think uneven, he felt queasiness. The grip of the Cadillac-Man was super strong, no words could describe it, and he was so evil. And a very powerful being this monster was. The high-beams came from a BIG car, possibly a sports utility truck. The lights pinched all the way through Daniels eyes similar to rusty needles from a dirty dentist. “Another Cadillac”, Can’t be” DJ thought to himself. But it was, a customized Cadillac Escalade. DJ could not make out the color, nor the year in the haze his head was in, it looked metallic blue although who was to say ‘DJ was spitting out mucus mixed with blood and had no alternative except to curvature down and vomit outward the blood wedged in his throat. When he noticed, he had dropped the “TEC-9KG-99” when the Cadillac-Man caught him off guard and assaulted him. The customized Cadillac Escalade was a wicked site to see. DJ was feeble- he felt so sick he’d wished for a jug of Oxy. The sports truck came to a complete stop.
The front lights still beamed exceedingly high it had given DJ an oversized massive headache, and his throat felt like a bomb had exploded in it. The shadowy figures paced in the direction of DJ. At first he reflected on the day he had no option other than to end his father’s life. The abuse was extreme. His mother had fallen victim to an alcoholic madman of a husband, and not much of a father. The fights at the “Mikael Home” would spin out of control quickly. The outcome was always the same: fist fights, gun pulled, some shots fired in the air to keep the intimation at a ruthless level and then finally police would come to amplify, and formulate the matter at hand even worse. As a result at some point they’d come to understand both mother and son were alone- trapped in a hell where escape was never an option. Unless the problem was dealt with in the only way it could be handled with murder. An ancient legacy existed within the ancestors.
A secret kept undisclosed from DJ by his mother’s father. DJ’s belatedly grandfather was believed to contain a gift or had a treaty with an unnatural evil. Citizens whispered about his powers around cities in the old country in Spain. Anyone who made the fatal mistake in crossing “MR. Robert Marie De Juan” would go missing, never to be found, no bodies, no evidence, immediately the mystery loomed. Afterward, in his teenage years DJ had a visitation from his late grandfather through a connection of Dreamscapes using “Midday-Mirrors” DJ never really did come to understand how it all came to be. Not even in his later years. The dreams felt authentic. The abstraction he’d felt on the opposite region of the enormous vintage gothic-styled mirror was indescribable. It was beyond words. Beyond understanding and simply inexpressible and the construction of the second blackheart was too awful for words. A giant gold ingot stairway leading downward and descending to the ancient gateway of the mystifying and primordial underworld and the gold gargoyle statuette contained an entry point to achieve right of ingress within A civilization of the savage-roads and the old Scarlet hills interstellar, transverse portals of the mind and the devious and treacherous forsaken lands of the V.O.C dark territory.
On opposite ends of a mind connecting “Midday-Mirror” contained by a dream of a dreams dream, and somewhere in the transverse. DJ’s grandfather stood on the pinnacle of a red- blooded diminutive mountain of blue flamed vapor and black and red roses which illuminated and slow-burned all around him. DJ on the absolute contradictory side of our living reality stood on a pile of bodies’ all the dead corpses underneath him were his friends, family members, neighbors’ and the one whom rested at the very top of the stack of murdered souls was DJ’s mother. all killed by a man with no conscious, but much apathy in his awful heart. “MR. Robert Marie De Juan” Daniel’s (DJ) grandfather informed his living grandson concerning additional worlds, other lands, new planets, gateways to doors which led to an infinite timeline in FRONT-SIDE-PAST-FORWARD Futures. However, he furthermore brought DJ into the family legacy and educated DJ on how to get rid of the evil once and for all. The lights shone in his face- then it went dark. The shadows stood beneath the radiance of our moon. It was the Resistance.
“You’re not him” Acid said. The archangel from a sideways distant Multi-Verse seemed incredibly disappointed. “No, It’s not him, “however we’re at the zero hour; he will have to do” The lady in red said. She was gorgeous, beautiful, and stunning with a trim but curved body. DJ thought she was an angel. Unknown to the actuality and the fact she was in addition a powerful, strong and authoritative “Dramacide” a clan of warriors from a distant terrain. She catches his random thought with her ability of “Locked-Power” (Thank you) she said in the course of the mind connection established with DJ. (How did you do that?) DJ said. She gave him a deep stare and with her telepathy answered (The same way you did, your race called it E.S.P except there’s much more to it) the lady in red said. DJ freaked out and considered regarding using the TEC-9KG-99” on the two mystifying individuals. An additional gentleman stood at the back of DJ devoid of producing any sound. Tiffany Elliot was riding through the suburbs of Scarlet Hills, FL with Earl and Gigi when she’d lost control of the vehicle and spanked her head aligned with the steering wheel. Tiff felt the sting of a syringe booming in her mind like a hypodermic-needle had plunged into her brain synapse and the inoculation of pain emerged. Tiff connected to DJ.
The man behind DJ had been there for awhile and DJ on no account detected him. “Relax Jason, “We know he’s thinking of using that gun” Acid Said. With a husky, mysterious pitched tone. Jason completed his approach around to Daniels forward view. “This fucking guy, “he’s most definitely not the 4th” Jason said looking at DJ with a harsh belligerent stare. Jason had constantly been consumed by aggression. “My given name is “AcidMurda” “I’m not here to be your friend, “I’m not here to save you from the creature that almost swallowed you whole, “nor do I care if you fire that weapon “I will bury you in the depths of the cement below, “this part of town is cursed “you don’t remember- your grandfather “that much anymore do you? Acid Asked. DJ gave the elevated, well-built man a glance of apprehension. “I remember something’s why? What’s this all about? DJ Asked. “Believe this or not, “I’m a Sky-Keeper, “a protector of verses “humanity is not confined to this earth, “many earths spin in the black winds of space, “humans are not limited to one reality and in truth all the same neither is him” Said Acid with a serious gawk in his eyes. Whoever this stranger with the weird and abnormal name was, one thing was certain to DJ they all held abilities’ similar to the Goblin Mobster Driver or parallel to the monster that drove the appealing classic Cadillac. “Who is him? DJ Asked. The lady in red apparel unconstrained a crimson mist onto the atmosphere and swirled around her. “The creature of the haunted heavens, a beast of unimaginable power and inconceivable horror and your friend Quinn is in serious trouble.” Trinity Said. The red mist twisted and waved through the air.
The mask of malics was a fundamental apparatus to distinguish the place beyond hell. Trinity positioned her hands on DJ’s torso and Said: “The weapon.” Trinity glanced at the TEC9. “Will be of the essence when you meet with Quinn, “This is merely the reason “I don’t turn it into ash, “your grandfather made the blunder of becoming a servant of the eater of souls, many do, “willing at first, “however then overwhelming regret, “sets in when the truth is exposed. Said Acid with a deadlocked stare, the seraph was fighting the urge to execute DJ combating with himself not to commit the atrocious act. The lady in red enthused frontward and took the lead. She’d synced her observation transmission with the archangel Acid-Murda and felt a rage throbbing inside him. “I think it’s time we show you, “what your grandfather was talking about Daniel, the worlds, the different lives humans can achieve via the streamline and of course the “Orbs Daniel the orbs of Xadin, monsters with great power, your films portray many of these monsters, “they have no idea what truly defines a monster “or the factual supremacy of a lord of shadows, “that will not stop until your galaxy is shattered, ‘your part of this- withstand it. “Like it or not, “your grandfather prepared the choice for you when he’d set into action the murder of your father.
The lady in red spoke with a sensual tone in her raspy, sexy voice. She glanced over to the black gentleman at the controls of the “Cadillac Escalade’ an untainted human, and an excellent one, the kind with an uncontaminated heart. He gave her a gesture of a “GO AHEAD” (we still got some time left, type shrug) she located her smooth, soft and well-build hands on DJ’s pastel and frighten face and together they’d spun, the world stirred however remained motionless, the darkness replaced by a red heaven and a colossal ocean where the appendage of a gigantic sea-creature could be seen from DJ’s airborne examination. He floated over the skies of XADIN the sky and atmosphere completed a cracking thud (CRACKKKKK), the journey was complete- prior to DJ’s reunion with Quinn, and his attempt to salvage him from the clutches of “Alexis Cane-The ST Nick Slasher” and begin his mission to find the “Sky-Keeper” from this earth. Daniel Mikael had to understand and comprehend how the universe itself worked. Space, points in time, reality, realism and life were a mystery and a deep anonymity to even those chosen to protect it.
AND ROUND AND ROUND WE GO
Xadin had been a dangerous and treacherous world even before the rise of the new, dark V.O.A ORDER with the acid-red rainstorms, pitch-black oceans infested with gargantuan sea-monsters, massive hurricanes swept the planet, and every time the poisonous storms unleashed themselves over “Xadin” A toxic airstream would accompany the cyclones. This world rested at the very conclusion of the “Outer Rim” a further exiled place. Considered by the “Old Chapel of Spears overlords” as unoccupied, mountains sheltered in a black shadowy snowfall, it was a dangerously ruthless and toxic world perfect place: for EVIL to grow. “Xadin” was known for releasing poisonous gas fumed billows every several hours when the three black suns above the atmosphere rotated to the north. The planet “Xadin” was another destination deleted from the NSA archives’ much like the world where the blackhearts of GOG had been designed, engineered and given life by a superior race. It was furthermore a grim world where “Chapel LORDS” gathered for the “REAPERKING” -a dark lord who was neither “VOA nor “Spear” “The Reaper King” commanded “The Disciples of Wraith” more than 10.000 years previous to the battle of the new chapel of spears- In the unknown galaxy of “Satiterbrim” an additional ‘12 billion light years from PrimeEarth1.
Written in prehistoric wording on the fortifications of the Brim-Sky tower was the prophecy. On Xadin- a war had taken place in the underworld and the invading forces had no choice other than to unite with THE SOUL KING’s armies to dethrone the reaper-kings old chapel. The tower was a symbolic sign of Victory. At the extraordinarily core of the planet’s massive monstrous oceanic black seas and millions of blackhearts which induced a tower finished of chrome and black crystals. DJ’s airborne analysis was unbelievable yet terrifying. The stronghold could be perceived bulging out from the depths of the bottomless black aquatic underground ocean world increasing the waves of the planet to an astonishing “50ft in height The roots of the tower made its way downward to the planet’s core and engraved themselves at the bottom of the world where “Orbs of all colors rotated in the region of the structure beneath the waters. Under the sea’s heart was an additional world: one completed of gold, and diamonds’ a Secret place where a new evil was in the process of being reborn, reconstructed, and released back into existence.-The Nebula, the overlord of the new “Chapel of Spears, commanded the spider-soldiers with permission from the SOUL-KING.
The spider-soldiers dwelled at the bottom protecting the orbs. at the moment forced to be allies in the transverse, and in a 3rd Prime-Xadin, The Nebula convinced the reaper-king to ally himself with GOMORATH and vanquish the Lord of darkness- who had traveled trillions of years from the Crypt of The Beneath, a vampire kingdom in the V.O.C. `THE BLOOD-KING came to Xadin to warn the old chapel of spears regarding the impending doom their world was facing. He stood before the thrones of the Chapel Lords, and brought his warnings to the tower of the remaining reaper-king.his warnings were lucid and clear.
The soul-eater-the-ancient-master of souls found the ‘Orbs which mysteriously appeared beneath the waters of the planet Xadin “You’re Planet” The Blood King Said to the reaper, when the death of a third sun came to be, the third sun created a freefall of dead stars impacting the white seas of Xadin twisted the waters into a black, gloomy, and wintry hazardous world of dampen evil- it became an ocean of darkness. The new evil was conceived and the betrayal polluted the blackhearts and the reaper-king was murdered in cold blood and his essence was captured.
After the betrayal took place, and the Nebula murdered the last reaper-king- in a prison made of gold bars and macrobiotic shackles with the blood of the very last reaper-king smeared on the cells latch, bolted with angelic scripture, inside this underwater jail, under black snow, and a platoon of spider-soldiers guarding the prison. There’re was a force of dark energy venom inside. A master of a kingdom, from a world trillion years away from the planet Xadin and The chamber of GOG rested at the very bottom undisturbed for eons until the combination of a future war on a sideways earth led to the vomiting of a dark seraph from heaven and in this Great War. One lone angel was forgotten, subsequent to the dark forces malicious attack and breached heavens celestial temple the dark archangel was defeated, overpowered by: Michael- and his archangels. nonetheless the dark-angel, the sinful devil continued his warpath on humanity without notice through television, music, books, wars, racism and all kinds of evil, in ‘1914 it was rumored the first world war had begun payable to the fact of the extraction of this being from heaven, and hurled downward to the PRIME-EARTH1.
A sideways hell was fashioned by the dark-angel, following his fall from the heavens, the impact was devastating and produced a massive disturbance in all transverses, major earthquakes struck the planet, and a new hell was formed and the forgotten archangel “AESCHYLUS” became imprisoned in it. A sentencing he did not deserve. After his accurate original angelic structure was abandoned, left to rot in a new hell created by the infuriated gone astray, 2nd archangel who embraced darkness, Aeschylus’s hatred for mankind grew in the shadows’ of torment. Dwelling the deepest corners of the sideways hell on the PRIME-EARTH1 he found the VEX a dimension of enormous power guarded by “the Unknowns” two creatures of ancient myth said to protect the streamline connectors from the outside forces, Aeschylus came to find scores of supplementary worlds, dimensions’, heavens, hells, and portals existed. And when the reaper kings rebirth took place following the bereavement of one of the orbiting suns from the world of Xadin.-The Nebula an authoritative and merciless lord of outer surface realms roamed beneath the vaporous and baleful waters of Xadin commanding his invading forces to release the blood-king imprisoned by “THE SOUL KING “GOMORATH.
The Nebula then proceeded to embody the deceased essence of the reaper-king. Millions of light years away from the prime-earth1 and billions of years prior to the war in heaven from the initial prime-earth1 the intention was to liberate the vampire king Sirius Colfax and deceive the necromancer: Gomorath with the objective of striking at Gomorath when the creature was at its most fragile condition. The deception would come to cost the spider-god further than the wretched monster ever bargained and intended for. The Nebula anticipated a fresh new war in actuality this is what the beast sought after. However he’d underestimate the power of human survival and the rise of an unlikely ally and thus, so it’d began to contrive, scheme, conspire and journeyed within the savage-roads and succeeded to unscrew and unfasten the ancient dream-Kings gatekeepers protected entry to the underworld of the V.O.C graveyard of Requiem. The V.O.C was an iniquitous and malevolent land of darkness with no sun and absent moon and where the most horrible of creatures dwelled. Imagine the confined and restricted clandestine underworld which lies beneath it and the monsters which wander its impious terrain
The Nebula combined the orbs to create the REDSHIFT a connection of light waves, expanding space while time slowed down creating a cosmic corridor for the essence of the reaper king to attach with the faller in a future timeline. The essence of this foul creature- was nearly invisible in appearance; the essences completed its way in the course of millions of galaxies by means of a black ‘ORB connector which spent more than eternity beneath the black seas of Xadin. A box-shaped portal reveled itself within the VEX. In the nadir of hell in prime-earth1.The shadows of the “UNKNOWNS” continue creeping, crawling, and waiting for the portal to finish constructing itself. A profound tone of voice could be heard charming the faller “Aeschylus” from a box-shaped-hole in the ground, at the moment completely detectable the gold floors of the Vex were flooding hastily upward with a red broad gooey liquid “People don’t die, “nothing dies, “they just change- said the voice from the portal while it shaped into an awfully vulgar and bulky mucus type substance, toggled itself into a configuration of diagramed echoes of black smolder when the essence spoke. The entire pyramid fortress of the Vex chamber shuddered and quavered.
Who is thy? Aeschylus asked. While the archangel shaped a figure and kneeled and glanced downward. “Did I request thee, “and “did I call upon you from the silent screams of my dreams, “or is thy, another worthless being from the OTHER-WORLDS.” The questions from Aeschylus would not be answered on that faithful moment. Instead the reaper-king tells Aeschylus the faller concerning Xadin and regarding the “Orbs, and the savage-roads and his new hesitant and unfriendly collaborator. The vex pyramid was set into practice by the Council of tombs who carry out executions by means of the VEX, sending those who commit treason in the outer-world’s existence into forever punishment.
The red-light beamed into his eyes, the current of air and wind squall blew reminiscent of a million category five hurricanes and the rigid winds inflated the walls with noxious and venomous otherworldly toxic air. Above, at the exceedingly pinnacle of the vex pyramid were imperial legion guards in their possessive forms, dark sprits’ whom served the Council of Tombs equally in physical and spiritual manifestations’ these guards wander the very zenith of the vex, and when all four of the legion guards begin to align themselves in a perfect sphere, the VEX opens, a ceremony involving the locked-power of “Dark Fire” was performed by a high priest of the “chapel of spears” a race of ancient malicious extraterrestrials’ who claimed the planet Xadin for themselves, without knowing the antediluvian world was previously occupied for centuries previous to their arrival on the depraved and corrupt planet. Furthermore, hence the Tombs traveled from end to end and all the way throughout the endless streamline and for 500 centuries and became the committee and the ruling body for the devious and powerful Hell Spawn of many names a necromancer god adversary and rival challenger of Gomorath.
The Vex trembled and vibrated. Men, women and small adolescents stood chained together in a perfect straight-line configuration even as the unseen-ones, the creatures from the vex would slither and slide along with their oozed, oily, repulsive and hideous earthworm bodies and formed into gigantic serpent monsters. The victims’ men, females and children were swallowed up entirely. Hell, by no means cared in relation to sexual characteristics, race or age. Hell sought after torment- and suffering wanted blood- and blood required torment and round and round we’d go. The Essence of the reaper-king had grown stronger within the vex chambers.
“Another, analogous to you my darling ‘Aeschylus is on his way down said the black smoke- now with a slender tone of voice. A female voice spoke from the colossal serpent the reaper-king’s essence twisted into. The snake slithered through the walls and dipped its long and grotesque head within the flooded grounds of the pyramid parting pieces of sea green serpent membrane wedged to the walls. - The “Unknowns” observe with cynical eyes, eager to feast on the soul of the guilty in an infinite, everlasting punishment. “I’ve been released from the Transverse, “my world was destroyed, “my chapel was smashed by the iron first of the spiteful GOMORATH “and his dark secretive armies said the female serpent manifestation of the reaper-king. The apex of the Vex was unsealing, the VEX connection was unsteady. The one impending downfall was a dominant and mighty being. The one who was judged, and found guilty of sending sound-waves manipulating the particles of frequency using energy of life to send secretive messages’ of warning by way of sea waves, was falling into the vex, he was declining downward into the dwellings of the “Unknowns”
The winds had come to a pause, the flood waters had subsided,-and he landed, first time ever, someone expelled by the Council and thrown into the VEX, plunged down into a six hundred feet tumble and landed on both feet, this was no ordinary “Traveler” in actuality he was not a traveler at all. Nor did he belong to any of the fractions mentioned by the essence of the reaper-king. His name was ACIDMURDA a powerful angel of the transverse, a war angel of apocalypse who traveled worlds, universes, in search of the bringer of END. The name this archangel held would be considered peculiar and perhaps a bit distasteful on our earth. After all, the wor