Prologue: Shoulder to Shoulder

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AUTHORS POV

Screams fly around the young lady dressed in a long robe which the priests would wear.

TAP TAP - goes her feet...

THUMB THUMB - goes her heart...

DRIP DRIP - goes her tears...

The young lady could only cry with an expression of terror as she tried to keep her gaze from the large wooden gate keeping the people outside from the main area of Sina.

In her peripheral vision, she can see all the arms of the screaming people, young and old, trying to break through to get a crumb of food and a drop of water.

'You can make it, (Y/n)... Almost there...'

Your shoulders held themselves in a shrugged position as you tried to cower behind the bones on your shoulders, hoping they would just turn into mountains.

"WAAAAHHHHH!!!"

A screech of a baby sounds throughout the area, stopping you in your tracks.

'Lord....Lord please give me the strength!'

Your mind begs as you can sense the Evil One whispering behind your ear to look at the crying crowd who are being pushed back by some Military Police and Garrison Guards.

Your vision turns, a hot sensation around your shoulders and head from the fiery palms of Lucifer as he continues to turn you to see the group.

'No...NO FATHER PLEASE STOP HIM!!'

The baby wails again.

Then the mother screams as her baby is accidentally knocked out of her hands and to the floor.

The other woman who knocked into the mother screams as the mother attacks her out of rage.

Only for the cycle to continue with a man trying to get his daughter over the fence, but failing as the guards knock her off.

"WAAAAHHHH!!"

The little girl cries as you drop your bag of food.

The screams fill your ears while the tears turn to smoke and burn your eyes.

You try to fight...but...

'I'm sorry, Father...'

You leap forwards, under the guards and slam the latch of the gate open.

TIMESKIP

You should've gotten a death sentence with all the destruction you had caused, but no.

There were enough deaths to deal with already...

You walked home that late afternoon... heart broken.

Your face bruised, your wrists red from the chains, your hair ripped from it's neat Braid-Crown, dry blood on your lips.

You kept a neutral face until you got inside the Church and crashed against the wall...and wept.

'Father God, I am so sorry!'

Your mind screamed as you rolled into a ball on the floor.

'I'm sorry I lost control of myself, I am so sorry...'

You didn't care about the apple which fell from the bag and rolled under one of the chairs.

Slowly you latched your hands together, fingers intertwining, and whispered... but it sounded so loud within the empty church.

"Abba... why? ...why do you allow all this suffering? If you love us...why do you allow all these people to suffer...
If Titans aren't enough...now we have only one Wall remaining. One wall...and the...the Under-Hic-ground district!"

You hit the tiled floor.

The impact echoed through the whole place... almost sounding like when the worship team when the drummer would slap his two drumsticks together before going crazy on the drums for the Lord.

The feeling within your soul struck hard, the feeling of guilt, the feeling of sadness, the feelings which satan LOVED to shove into the heart's of God's children.

But there was another feeling...a feeling of realization.

"...I get it now...SNIFF ... I understand now. This is our punishment... this is humanities punishment for it's cruelness... for its unfaithfulness...for its sinful nature. ...I understand...
You're coming... you're practicality here... this is just...final testing..."

...

...

...

"(Y/n), dear..."

You lifted your head.

"N-Nick..."

"...I heard what happened... he got to you, didn't he?"

"I tried, I tried to resist him! ...but the people...the people where so loud and so...oh, so sad."

You sobbed loudly as the head of the church crouched and placed his hand on your weeping shoulder.

Ever so slowly, Nick looked to where the apple had fell and took it.

"Come..." he said. "Let's get you cleaned up...as well as this apple... we can't let such precious food go to waste."

"...I...I don't want it... SOB...the people..."

"I know, daughter..." he placed his hand on your head. "But we can't help save them if we are on an empty stomach..."

Throwing the apple into the bag, Nick lifted you off of the floor...and lead you to the backdoor of the building where the ladies would clean and dress your wounds.

'I understand now, Lord. You've pushed us Shoulder to Shoulder because of our laziness...because of our unfaithfulness. That hurts me, but I understand... although, what will hurt more, even though I understand it as well... is how so many who believe nothing can be worse than this life... will have an eternity of one that I can't even begin to explain how much worse it is...

A place of TRUE...hell'

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I do not own the Characters.
I do not own you.

Hey guys!

Wooh! First chapter... pretty deep and sad😢.

Please make sure to listen to these words... because, believe it or not... the hell on this earth is NOTHING... compared to what those who have not been saved are in for...

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