Chapter 67: The Cleansing of Creation

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The sky above the earth turned from the gray of despair to a golden brilliance that no mortal eye had ever seen. It wasn’t the sun, nor the moon, but the Light of Christ Himself descending upon creation. Every eye—human, angelic, and demonic—turned upward. The King had returned.

Sinister stood among the redeemed, his new form glowing faintly as he gazed into the heavens. The presence of Christ grew closer, and the earth trembled, not in fear, but in anticipation of its renewal.

The sound of trumpets echoed across the cosmos. Angels, uncorrupted and pure, descended to prepare the way. They sang hymns of praise, their voices shaking the fabric of reality itself. Sinister could feel the Grace flowing through them, more powerful than even the strength he wielded in his battles.

Then He appeared. Christ, robed in light, His eyes like fire and His voice like rushing waters. He stepped onto the earth, and where His feet touched, creation itself was renewed. The barren lands turned green, the polluted seas became clear, and the taint of sin began to fade.

“Behold,” Jesus declared, His voice carrying across all of creation, “I make all things new.”

The unredeemed, those who clung to their sin and rebellion, cried out in terror. They sought to hide, but there was nowhere to go. The forces of darkness—the demons who had fought against Heaven and Hell alike—were drawn out of hiding, exposed to the glory of God. Their screams filled the air as the light consumed them, casting them into eternal separation.

Sinister knelt as Christ approached him. “You have been faithful, my servant,” Jesus said, His hand resting on Sinister’s shoulder. “Now, stand with Me as we finish the work.”

The redeemed, both human and angelic, gathered behind Christ. Sinister felt their hope and joy radiating around him. But he also saw those who resisted, their faces twisted with anger and fear. Among them were remnants of the defeated Sins, now desperate and powerless, as well as corrupted angels who had served Adam.

“Sin no longer has dominion over the earth,” Christ proclaimed, His hand outstretched. A wave of light surged from Him, washing over the world. Those who clung to their sin were swept away, and those who sought redemption were drawn closer to Him, their hearts transformed in an instant.

Sinister watched as the world around him changed. Cities ruined by war were rebuilt in moments. The cries of pain and sorrow were replaced by songs of praise and laughter. The earth itself seemed to breathe anew, vibrant and alive as it had been in the days of Eden.

Finally, Christ turned to the heavens. “The time has come,” He said, His voice resonating with authority. The gates of Heaven opened wide, and the full radiance of God’s Kingdom shone down upon the earth. “My Kingdom shall reign forever.”

Sinister felt a tear roll down his cheek. For the first time, there was no conflict within him, no shadow of his past to haunt him. This was the culmination of everything he had fought for—the fulfillment of God’s promise.

And yet, he knew there was more to come. The journey wasn’t over, but the end was in sight. As Christ’s light enveloped the world, Sinister stood tall, ready to serve in the new creation, whatever that might mean.

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