Chapter 7: Noah

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It had been weeks since the party. Everything settled down, and God sat in his office alone. Nothing was happening. Not in heaven, nor earth, nor hell. God had enjoyed the down time, but he grew

BORED.

"I'm bored." He said to himself, "I should do something, something fun. What would be fun, I wonder." He pondered in his chair. He called an angel to his office.

"Yes my lord," the angel sat down in front of God.

"What's your name?"

"Uhh, my name's-"

"Wisconson."

"What?"

"Your name is now Wisconson. So tell me Wisconson-"

"But my name is..."

"-I'm pretty unentertained right now. I've sat here doing the typical things I do. Be good, be all knowing, yaty yata. But I want to do something fun, you know. Something different. What do you think?"

Wisconson didn't know what to say?"

"Wh-what do you need from me exactly...?"

"Everyone knows who I am. I created everything. I say it over and over not because I'm scared of losing my position. Oh no, I know I'll be here forever. I'm certan of it! I can totally see into the future. In my future I see greatness. In your future I see..." God's face turned to one of disgust. "But anyways, the humans I've created. They're so delicate. I can drop a piano on them and they'll die. I can do whatever I want with them really. If I feel like flooding the earth just for fun you know, I could do that. Kill mankind, yeah that's something I could totally do."

"B-but what have they done, God?" The angel said.

"ARE YOU QUESTIONING ME?"

"N...no God. I would never do such a thing. You are the most perfect and beautiful creature that this universe holds," The angel said as he was bowing down.

"Good! Keep on saying things like that about me. I like it!"

"O-of course God," the angel replied with his head down.

"Now that you bring it up Wisconson. Mankind definitely deserves punishment. They've tarnished my name for way too long. I thin-I know! Flooding them would be a great punishment! Oh you're a genius God. Wisconson! Do you remember when was the last time I went to earth."

"I-uhh-it was uhhh,"

"Exactly! That's way too much time! Humans have definitely been corrupted by the devil. With certainty, he has an army of humans ready to retaliate against me."

"So what will you do God?" said Wisconson.

"Kill them all!" God leapt out of his chair onto his table.

Wisconson swallowed his dry throat. "A-are you sure about this God? If you kill everyone then your progress on mankind will be reset. You'll have to start over!"

God sat back down and placed his hands"You're right about that. I don't want to start again. It's unnecessary work. So instead I'll keep one family alive. But who? Leave me Wisconson! I need to think."

God stood up and walked to his office to think. He left and walked to the edge of heaven, looked down to earth and noticed no one was worshiping Him, yet all the humans were happy. They smiled, played, worked, slept, had fun without...

"...me! How dare those hairless apes have a good life without praising and worshiping me? There should be altars, statues, cathedrals built in my name, yet nothing. I will not have this! The killing of mankind will definitely become a reality. With this, I'll make sure everyone worships me and only me. I also have to make sure that the new generation of humans hate the devil, as he clearly was responsible for this. One family is all I need. I failed with Adam and Eve but this time I'll succeed."

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