God's Reign

The Red Priests

A new breed was created in God's shadowy playroom in less than a month. The formula was the same as before. However, he had added a little something extra. Something to give his new underlings more of a kick. Once everything was complete, he stood back. He had been cautious with this batch and taken many precautions. The stasis chambers opened. This time, a red and black haze escaped with a hiss. Some of the doors broke from the pressure. God watched, prepared to shut his entire operation down if things didn't go as planned. A gloved hand appeared from the first chamber. Then a second followed by its robbed owner. As the haze settled, more figures emerged and stood behind their boss in perfect formation. God counted fifty once more. The main figure stepped forward. He tilted his head with a sinister grin. It was full of sharp teeth and three long barbed tongues. God raised an eyebrow. So, maybe this experiment had turned out more ominous than intended. But that was fine. He could work with it. As he pondered, the figure spoke. His name was Benjamin. And he was ready.

God's new fleet only took half a month to descend upon the living world. He watched as they let themselves into the churches that hadn't been honoring him as of late. It didn't take long for Benjamin and his underlings to seize control. God first noticed that negotiation was not an option like with his precious mini army. These didn't waste time. Once they had their orders, they leaped into action without question. Their methods were equally malicious. But who cared? As long as they fixed the churches, God didn't care how. At least for now. He kept a close eye on them. He couldn't have them running rampant and killing everyone who disobeyed instantly. Soon, Benjamin fully controlled the churches that had turned against their lord. As a bonus, being this powerful came with nice perks.