God Complex

Chapter Four: Michael

                “You therefore, must be perfect, as your heavenly Father is perfect.” Matthew 5:48

                After years of practice, years of waiting, and years of trying to fix the flawless, I have finally found the perfect vessels to create my Adam and Eve. Today is the day I will prove myself as the kings of kings. It’s just the beginning; there is much to be done. No longer will mankind be a stain or blemish upon the earth. One day, they will all thank me, they will praise me! Billions upon billions of my creations bowing down before me, rejoicing in my glory! I smiled, entranced by what my future held.

I was suddenly startled by the arousal of my dear Eve. She moaned and rubbed her eyes, her perfect blue eyes. She turned her head, facing me, and suddenly grew terrified. She fell from the table I had laid her on, and scampered over to the door, throwing her body wildly against it. I traced her body with my eyes. Her exposed skin glistened in the light. I licked my lips with anticipation.

Her blood must taste so sweet, like nectar in the spring.

                I stepped closer, waiting for the moment I could run my raw hands over her vulnerable, delicate body. Once I got rid of her messy main, and other minor imperfections, I would be able to open her up, and really make her mine. She turned from the door, knowing there was no other way out.

                “Please,” she wept, “please don’t hurt me.”

                “Once I make you perfect, you will no longer suffer.”

                “P-perfect?” she asked.

                “As your God, it is my job to take away all of the suffering, all the pain in your soul.”

                She blinked rapidly, as if she had discovered something. I watched as her posture changed from timid to strong. I was euphoric.

                She has realized her purpose!

                “Take away my pain!” she barked.

                 “Eve, please calm down.” I jumped, astonished at her tone with me.

                “My name is not Eve, it’s Jess you sick bastard!”

                “How dare you take that tone with your God? You are never to talk to me in vain, never!”

                She scoffed, folding her arms over her chest. “My God? You really think that you are a god?”

                Blood began to pump vigorously through my veins.

                Why was my Eve upset with me? Why couldn’t the bitch see I was doing the world a favor!

                I spoke softly, my words slipped through my clenched teeth. “I am God. I take the lives of the unholy; I am going to restore purity upon the world again. Starting with you, you will be the new mother. You will bear all flawless children. Don’t you see I am making the world better for you? You, my daughter, my Eve, you will be my greatest creation yet.”

                She stepped closer to me, until she was only inches from my face. “You are way more fucked up than I thought. I mean it’s one thing to kidnap teenagers, but to think you are a god is a way different level of crazy. Besides, you cannot restore purity to the world! The world is a piece of shit. Even when Jesus walked the earth it was shit. That’s the point. You spend your whole life here, so that when you die you go to a place that is perfect. It doesn’t surprise me that you cannot see that, I mean you are to absorbed in your own world you can’t see what you are doing! For God sakes there are body parts, and bodies all over the place! How can you call yourself a god? You are nothing but a murderer! I mean, look at you, you’re shaking with fear-“