The demon woke up and his name was Iniquity.
He smiled and his smile frightened the demons who bowed before his presence. If he had awakened, it was because the evil in the world was enough to sustain his own malice.
After a lethargy that seemed no end, his time (predicted and feared) had arrived. His awakening depended on the wickedness of humanity and the demon felt it in his entire being when he opened the empty sockets where eyes must have existed. He felt it seep into his dark interior, feeding and strengthening him.
He smiled and his putrid smile was so terrifying, that the other demons had to turn their eyes away from that sinister vision.
The demon smiled, because the seeds of evil (which his subjects diligently sowed over time) bore fruit, a poisoned and rotten fruit. Men and women ate it willingly through deceit, not all, but the amount necessary so their vile actions could feed his awakening.
"Yes - thought Iniquity - yes - it was so easy to deceive the human beings!" Little by little, slowly, those ideas penetrated their thoughts, darkening them, corrupting their spirits and thus, they delighted in impure acts and soon they began to call good to evil and bad to good, normal to what was not, to love the grotesque, to contaminate their bodies and everything around them, to pervert and ridicule the innocence and especially, to despise life.
The demon laughed and his laughter echoed throughout the underworld causing it to shudder. It was so easy to coax them, to whisper sweet words in their ears, but they were just bitter falsehoods. Those who listened the most were those on power: the rich, the politicians, the rulers, the judges, the journalists, the celebrities, all those who wanted to create their own truth (even if it was built on filthy lies) to impose it to others in order to satisfy and justify their own perversions and vices, in order to hear empty applauses and live insipid and mediocre lives.
But of all of them, the judges were the best pawns and allies for their plans and among them, those who held the positions with power to corrupt the truth; they were the most willing to accept his pestilential lies. The powerful chose the politicians, they made laws, but in the end, it was the judges who enforced them.
For that reason he had to appropriate those men and women, deforming them and covering them with a sinister darkness and then mold them at his own will. He succeeded in flattering them and feeding their arrogance, so they could erect pedestals built on their own vanity, becoming dirty merchants of death, deceivers who changed the truth for the depravations and vices of their own lives, who listened only their own voices and got sick of their deceptive words.
Those perfidious and vile beings called judges changed the spirit of the laws, prostituted them for their own benefit and of their benefactors, for a twisted sense of justice corroded by degeneracy and greed, despite being in the presence of the horrors of the decisions that prided them, becoming the high priests of a poisonous religion, made in the image and likeness of their corrupted and distorted vision of the truth.
At the beginning it was difficult, because there was a time when those judges were men and women of great values and principles, who opposed such aberrations, but now there were only weak and coward puppets, stinking pigs subdued and managed by the power that could put them in those positions, even when they had to offer innocent beings in sacrifice. And behind that power were his henchmen, moving them like marionettes without will.
The first step was to tear down the truth, to replace it with those vile beliefs that, to grow, they had to appropriate the foundations that that truth had built, since they were incapable of building anything by themselves. The second and most important step was to persecute, lock up and destroy those who denounced and opposed that malignity, who raised their voices before such madness and again the judges (like diminished servants) were at the service and subordination of the evil to which they paid homage, while wallowing in the fetid vomit of their own perversion.
He smiled and his smile frightened the demons who bowed before his presence. If he had awakened, it was because the evil in the world was enough to sustain his own malice.
After a lethargy that seemed no end, his time (predicted and feared) had arrived. His awakening depended on the wickedness of humanity and the demon felt it in his entire being when he opened the empty sockets where eyes must have existed. He felt it seep into his dark interior, feeding and strengthening him.
He smiled and his putrid smile was so terrifying, that the other demons had to turn their eyes away from that sinister vision.
The demon smiled, because the seeds of evil (which his subjects diligently sowed over time) bore fruit, a poisoned and rotten fruit. Men and women ate it willingly through deceit, not all, but the amount necessary so their vile actions could feed his awakening.
"Yes - thought Iniquity - yes - it was so easy to deceive the human beings!" Little by little, slowly, those ideas penetrated their thoughts, darkening them, corrupting their spirits and thus, they delighted in impure acts and soon they began to call good to evil and bad to good, normal to what was not, to love the grotesque, to contaminate their bodies and everything around them, to pervert and ridicule the innocence and especially, to despise life.
The demon laughed and his laughter echoed throughout the underworld causing it to shudder. It was so easy to coax them, to whisper sweet words in their ears, but they were just bitter falsehoods. Those who listened the most were those on power: the rich, the politicians, the rulers, the judges, the journalists, the celebrities, all those who wanted to create their own truth (even if it was built on filthy lies) to impose it to others in order to satisfy and justify their own perversions and vices, in order to hear empty applauses and live insipid and mediocre lives.
But of all of them, the judges were the best pawns and allies for their plans and among them, those who held the positions with power to corrupt the truth; they were the most willing to accept his pestilential lies. The powerful chose the politicians, they made laws, but in the end, it was the judges who enforced them.
For that reason he had to appropriate those men and women, deforming them and covering them with a sinister darkness and then mold them at his own will. He succeeded in flattering them and feeding their arrogance, so they could erect pedestals built on their own vanity, becoming dirty merchants of death, deceivers who changed the truth for the depravations and vices of their own lives, who listened only their own voices and got sick of their deceptive words.
Those perfidious and vile beings called judges changed the spirit of the laws, prostituted them for their own benefit and of their benefactors, for a twisted sense of justice corroded by degeneracy and greed, despite being in the presence of the horrors of the decisions that prided them, becoming the high priests of a poisonous religion, made in the image and likeness of their corrupted and distorted vision of the truth.
At the beginning it was difficult, because there was a time when those judges were men and women of great values and principles, who opposed such aberrations, but now there were only weak and coward puppets, stinking pigs subdued and managed by the power that could put them in those positions, even when they had to offer innocent beings in sacrifice. And behind that power were his henchmen, moving them like marionettes without will.
The first step was to tear down the truth, to replace it with those vile beliefs that, to grow, they had to appropriate the foundations that that truth had built, since they were incapable of building anything by themselves. The second and most important step was to persecute, lock up and destroy those who denounced and opposed that malignity, who raised their voices before such madness and again the judges (like diminished servants) were at the service and subordination of the evil to which they paid homage, while wallowing in the fetid vomit of their own perversion.
Thus, upon awakening, Iniquity could perceive the
decadence and immorality (once hidden) now permeated and ate away a cold,
materialistic, dehumanized and violent society, without soul and without future,
and the best of all, that rejoiced in its depravity, blind to the reality
of a world that was getting worse, at the gates of its own
destruction. That deterioration was palpable in the environmental, economic,
social and moral layers of all society. In the past similar things had
happened, for that reason empires and civilizations had disappeared, now it was
happening again; but the demon perceived that the depth of the evil of this time
was like no other that existed before; instinctively he knew that this
would be the last battle and many of those men and women would fight at his
side.
The Age of Evil had finally arrived and he would rule over that dirty and corrupt mass until the last moment.
But his smile faded away and his face was even more terrible. In the perpetual darkness in which he lived, something bothered him. A bright light in the distance, unattainable, radiant and warm, which came from what he feared the most: a pure and untainted fountain that filled a few with hope. He could not see beyond that detestable light because it dazzled him and that irritated him, but he was confident that it would go out when he managed to silence all the fighting and opposition.
And yet, in the depths of his being, he was afraid of that light, because he knew that it was the only thing that could expose and finally overcome, the evil that sustained his life.
The Age of Evil had finally arrived and he would rule over that dirty and corrupt mass until the last moment.
But his smile faded away and his face was even more terrible. In the perpetual darkness in which he lived, something bothered him. A bright light in the distance, unattainable, radiant and warm, which came from what he feared the most: a pure and untainted fountain that filled a few with hope. He could not see beyond that detestable light because it dazzled him and that irritated him, but he was confident that it would go out when he managed to silence all the fighting and opposition.
And yet, in the depths of his being, he was afraid of that light, because he knew that it was the only thing that could expose and finally overcome, the evil that sustained his life.
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Other
titles by Victor Roswell
El Partido de los Auténticos Cerdos
I am Iniquity
El corrupto
La gran estafa coreana de la compañía multinivel Good Time Life y de las criptomonedas Utacoin y Utacash
The big Korean scam: the multilevel company Good Time Life and the cryptocoins Utacoin and Utacash
I am Iniquity
El corrupto
La gran estafa coreana de la compañía multinivel Good Time Life y de las criptomonedas Utacoin y Utacash
The big Korean scam: the multilevel company Good Time Life and the cryptocoins Utacoin and Utacash
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