God's Reign

The White Priests

It was complete. God stood in his newly built lab. Before him were several sleeping chambers. There were about fifty in total. Inside each one lay a figure in deep stasis. He had been working on this for about a month now. The progress had been remarkable. God checked his data one last time. He flipped a switch and pushed some buttons. A moment later, each chamber slowly opened. One by one, the figures rose and climbed out. They lined up before their master. God grinned. He had done it. The leader of the awoken figures stepped forward. After a moment of thought, he was given the name Mesquiel. It was quite an interesting choice. Mesquiel bowed, and the others followed.

Before long, Mesquiel and his subordinates were sent to the living world. They had their orders and wasted no time in getting started. First, they visited all the main churches to get a sense of what was going on. One of them stayed at each one to guide their Human counterpart. They kept an eye on things and scouted for talents that could be useful to God. This went on for some time. With new management overseeing the holy houses grew in power and influence.

God wasn't done yet. Some of his churches had become troublesome. They had lost their way because of one reason or another. He didn't care why. But he didn't have time to deal with them. So, he conjured up something new rather quickly. Taking a similar approach, the next rounds of experiments got underway. And God took a very different approach for this one.