A LOOK INTO THE FUTURE OF MANKIND

A Christian Sci-Fi Novel with a futuristic twist

CHRISTIAN FICTION WITH AN EDGE...

After many wars on Earth, peace breaks out when Messiah takes over. He rules the world and governs with men and women who have died and now live. They have expanded minds. Disease is gone. Technology explodes. There is no crime. Humans begin living hundreds of years, as they did in ancient times.

Then, a sudden change comes upon the world. A malignancy arises from the bowels of Earth. That evil comes in the form of a being who had been imprisoned for the 100o years that Messiah reigned. Now, he seeks to corrupt mankind and the governments upon the Earth. He seeks to destroy humanity and replace all humans with a race of his own. He seeks to be like God.

He poses as a man and calls himself Lucien, but the Ancient Text called him Lucifer, or Satan. He is a magnificent creature, with powers that rival the angels of heaven itself. He is also pure evil.

But, Lucifer has much larger plans than merely taking over Earth and destroying humanity. His real objective is heaven itself. Lucifer is gathering armies to wage an all out assault on heaven itself.

As Lucien, he seeks to enlist Cubal, a mysterious warrior who has soldiered in many wars for the causes of Earth governments, even fighting in wars with ruthless invaders from other planets. This soldier is trained in the mysterious art of D’vru, a technique of fighting that very few have ever mastered, and only Cubal  ever managed to fully achieve the highest level of that discipline. He is the unstoppable soldier. This is a warrior without peer. He is the elite of those who others call “Wearers of the Black.”

But, there is another who also wants to enlist Cubal for the coming wars.  Messiah seeks him.

However, a Wearer of the Black does not believe in gods, or devils, but only in superior beings, of which he is one.

Yet.

This is a Christian Sci-fi, futuristic thriller. Mankind will be engaged in a fight for survival. Devilish forces savagely attack humans, shipping them off to distant worlds as slaves, where they labor for a few short years and die, or they are simply slaughtered by Satan’s forces. And, a race of human-like beings cloned by Satan thousands of years in early Earth history, then sent off-world, prepare to invade Earth and set up Satan’s kingdom on Earth.

One man will oppose them.

But, even this man cannot realize the enormity of the battles ahead, or the galactic sweep of the wars, nor the power of the malignant being called Lucifer.

An excert from the book:

Cubal moved amongst the remaining A’rkji like a cold breath of winter, his presence felt only for a small flicker of time. His movements were not those of an ordinary man, but were as a sudden shift of darkness, which brought instant death. The enemy felt the rage of Cubal penetrate their minds, and fear flood their beings. None of them had ever met such an enemy.

Anger at those who’d sent this demon of death to them surged in the leader, the one who’d stayed the hand of the soldier and permitted Cubal to speak. The A’rkji leader leaped backward, sensing the death coming to him, feeling its closeness, and acutely aware of his inability to stop this darkness from claiming him as its next victim. He landed on the trough, his curved feet gripping the round edges of the wood. As he landed, he said, “Why have you come to slay us? What brings you to our world? You may leave with your friend.” The words came in a gush of raspy hisses.

Cubal stopped the death blow already begun at the only survivor. “I came seeking nothing. Your actions have brought me here.”

“I do not wish your death, dark warrior. We have heard of such as yourself. You have our peace. I command peace be with you.”

Cubal advanced slowly and stopped. “Come forward.” His words were powerful, delivered with the techniques of voice command he’d learned and perfected in his training as a warrior. The creature stepped closer hesitantly, his claws held to his side, and the reptilian head bowed in a servile position.

Cubal spoke: “I will honor your word. You say I have your peace. Is yours the word of trust or betrayal?” The hissed words were guttural and broken into the choppy, hissing sounds of the A’rkji tongue, It was a language Cubal had learned many years ago—one which he’d never liked.

The creature responded: “I am Cri, King of all A’rkji, and my word is honor. You have the peace of all A’rkji.”

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