VI CREPUSCULUM

    The whole earth was ruled by the City. And also the slaves of Zabaoth had to bow to its power. The legions of the City were invincible and neither humans nor gods were able to oppose them.
    Also Zabaoth, who had been ostracised by all gods, realised the strength of the City. And he saw the splendid temples, which had been built for the other gods. His heart was eaten up with envy and greed. And the realisation of his own misery made him suffer. He was farther away than ever from the power he craved for. All his prophets had failed and all his armies were defeated. Thus the idea entered his mind to procreate himself a son. He wanted to send him unto the humans to do what his prophets had not been able to do.
    However since he only felt affection to his own gender, he had disgust at all women, so that he was not able to touch any of them. Therefore untouched a woman should conceive his son.
    Thus he chose the most miserable among all women from the people of the slaves, which served him. She had neither pride nor honour, because she let it happen that Zabaoth implanted his corrupt seed into her in an unnatural way. Maria she was called, the Whore of Zabaoth.
    Thus the fruit of damnation grew in her dishonoured body. And the stars predicted the havoc which was about to come upon the earth. Therefore the scholars said unto the king who ruled the land, where the Whore of Zabaoth lived: "Behold, the star of evil is about to touch the star of power! The Corrupter of Mankind will be born in thy reign. Darkness will come upon the earth, and all hope will be extinguished."
    Thus the king was overcome by great fear. He sent his warriors to search for the bringer of evil.
    Meanwhile Maria, the Whore of Zabaoth hid at a dark and secluded place to bear the son of the sinister god. And thus the warriors of the king were not able to find her. Many new-born children were killed by them in their overeagerness, but the scion of damnation escaped their sword.
    And thus Christos, the Corrupter of Mankind was spitted out by the womb of the Whore of Zabaoth, whereupon the calamity took its course.
    While Christos grew up in secret, Zabaoth sent a pioneer for his son. And thus the sinister spirit of Elias was reborn. From distant past he returned to incite the people again, to condemn the king and to proclaim the arrival of the Corrupter.
    And Elias spake unto the humans, which had come unto him, in order to listen to his words: "Bend your knees and submit! Because the son of Zabaoth hath come. He will throw the kings of the earth from their golden thrones and break the wicked power of the City. Cursed shall be all who doeth not crawl in the dust before him, when he establisheth the reign of Zabaoth!" However when Antipas, the king, heard those words, he had Elias to be arrested and thrown in the dungeon of his palace.
    Also Ashtaroth had noticed the return of Elias. Therefore she sent the daughter of the king, which served her, down into the dungeon to examine the prophet of Zabaoth.
    When Elias saw the shape of the girl, he spake unto her: "Leave me, female, lest thy indecent sight insulteth my eyes!" But Ashtaroth's envoys answered him: "Why doest thou cover thy eyes, Elias, since thou already knowest me? Once I destroyed thee. And now that thou returned, I will destroy thee a second time. But this time it shall be forever." Thus Elias recognised his opponent, which had returned like him. Whereupon he was overcome by fear and horror, so that he fell on the knees and called on his lord. But he did not hear him. Because where Ashtaroth ruleth, there he hath no power anymore.
    Then the daughter of the king returned unto Antipas, which was known as her father. And since he was consumed with desire for her beauty, she said unto him: "If thou grantest me only one wish, I will dance for thee, so that thou canst enjoy the grace of my body." Without hesitation the king consented, and so she pleased him with her dance. And after the last of seven veils, which had covered the bare shape of her body, had slipped down, she went unto her father to request the head of the prophet in reward.
    And since Antipas was a man of honour, which always kept his word, he had to fulfil her wish, although he was afraid of the wrath of Zabaoth.
    Thereupon the daughter of the king was brought the head of Elias, which had been cut off his body. And she raised it to her lips sucking and devouring the soul of the dead prophet out of his mouth, lest anything of him remained, which could ever return.
    When Christos heard about the fate of his pioneer, he realised the power of his enemies. And thus he decided to bring about the reign of Zabaoth not by power of force but by the power of seduction. With words coated by sugar he lured the humans. And thus they flocked unto him from everywhere to sip the honey juice from his mouth.
    He denied life, and he sweetened death and the sick ones and weak ones came to hear about the sweetness of death. Satisfied Christos, the Corrupter, looked down on their weakness. Because weak and miserable he wanted them, and weak and miserable should become the strong ones too.
    Therefore Christos spake unto them: "Ye shall become like sheep, and I will be your shepherd. Ye shall be one herd, and the spirit of the herd shall fill you. Ye shall call the spirit of the herd love, and ye shall call sin, what so far was called love. Beware of those, which do not want to be, how ye are! Because wolves they are, which want to rob the lambs of the herd. Therefore kill those wolves! Kill them all, which do not want to become like sheep as ye do! Because it is not the throat of the wolf to be the determination of the sheep, but the slaughterhouse of the shepherd. Blessed are the sheep, which are not afraid of the slaughterhouse: for their salvation shall be peaceful and sweet. Behold, ye are the sheep and I am the saviour! Therefore do not fear death, but expect joyfully the salvation!"
    Many had been seduced by the Corrupter and his honeyed words. But there were also several amongst the slaves of Zabaoth, which supposed themselves to be betrayed by their god. They had expected the sword, but they had only received words. Therefore their anger turned toward Christos, and they seized him and handed him over to the judge, which was in charge of the land in the name of the City. And when he recognised the Corrupter of Mankind, he had him to be nailed to the cross to break the power of Zabaoth on the earth.
    Thus the Dark God had to watch, while his son was judged by human hand. Severely he was hit in his heart by that defeat. And beaten he withdrew unto the mountain called Horeb, where once he lived. The one who had been supposed to bring the darkness upon the earth had died, but his evil spirit survived. And thus the seed of corruption came up. Like leprosy it spread over humans. So hard the emperors of the City tried, they could not get the abominable disease under control, which had seized the earth.
    And finally after many years had passed the emperor himself came down with that disease and his soul darkened. He threw himself down on his knees before the cross, where the Corrupter had been executed and humiliated himself before Zabaoth. He had the gods be driven out of the City and had their holy temples be destroyed. Thus Marduk and Assur, who were the mightiest gods in that time, perished at that saddest day.
    Belet however who had once ruled as the Great Mother over the earth, had to submit to the power of the sinister god. And Maria, the Whore of Zabaoth, accepted her as her slave. Also Chusor, the Limping God, was not able to escape the legions of the City. Thus he was chained, in order to serve from now on the power of Zabaoth as slave. But a bad servant he was. Because only negligent he did his craft, since his hands were tied by chains. Meanwhile the emperor built a temple for his sinister god, where since then Kephos resideth, the high-priest of Zabaoth. The remaining gods escaped southward, where the legions of the City were unable to get at them. Because the corruption which had come upon the City by Zabaoth had weakened the empire. Thus it fell to pieces, and its legions had no strength anymore.
    When Zabaoth saw the corruption, which had come upon the earth, his abominable soul got filled with satisfaction. But his triumph was still not perfect, as long as the last one of the old gods was not defeated and destroyed. Therefore he sent Mahound, the most dreadful of his prophets, unto the humans. Unto Jahilia he sent him, unto the city of liberty and trade. Because here it was where Ashtaroth ruled, the mightiest amongst Zabaoth's opponents. And here it was also, where the Hound of Zabaoth proclaimed his corruptive doctrine.
    He spake about the power of Zabaoth, about slavery and subjection. And Subjection he also called his doctrine. He denied Ashtaroth and her power. But the people of Jahilia laughed at him and his god. So he defamed the goddess with impertinent words and defiled her temples and shrines.
    The people of Jahilia did not leave the sacrilege against their goddess unpunished. They killed all those, which had followed Mahound and drove the impertinent prophet out of the city. Thereupon Mahound and those of his corrupt flock who had still remained seeked refuge in the city of Jathrib to continue their sinister work here. The hearts of the people of Jathrib were weak, so that they could easily be lured by the words of Mahound. They believed the calumny and arrogance of Zabaoth and bend their knees before him to implore his mercy.
    Satisfied Mahound looked down on their gullibility. But envy and jealousy came upon him, whenever he turned his eyes unto Jahilia. Because the glamour of the city shined splendid, while Jathrib faded at the sight of its bright appearance. Thus he crawled many times together with his miserable followers unto Jahilia to satisfy his greedy eyes at the splendour of that city. However he did not risk to approach it since he was afraid of the strength of Ashtaroth.
    Like vermin the slaves of Zabaoth lurked around the mighty walls of Jahilia. And like annoying parasites they pounced on the caravans, which left the city or moved towards it. Thus the people of Jahilia sent out their mighty army to chase away the vermin, which had turned into a plague. But by evil iniquity the slaves of Zabaoth overcame the honourable army of Jahilia. And thus the most dreadful of all battles broke out between Zabaoth and Anu, the lord of the remaining gods. It was a battle without mercy or compassion. Because the fate of mankind and the earth should be decided.
    Frantic by the savage rapture of their blindness the slaves of Zabaoth fought against their opponents, because eagerly they longed for their own death, which Mahound had sweetened them. And the gods threw themselves with all their war power into the battle, and Zabaoth went with all his armies against them. And thus it came to pass that the luck of war turned against Anu and his gods, because Marduk and Assur were not with them any more. The slaves of Zabaoth however gloated in sight of their victory. And thus the army of the sinister god marched unto the gates of Jahilia, the beaten city.
    Now when Ashtaroth realised the calamity of the defeat, and when she saw that no more hope existed on the earth, she called for the last ones of her disciples. And Ashtaroth said unto them: "This is the darkest of all days, because this is the day of Zabaoth. My power is broken, and my temples are desecrated and destroyed. But my war will not be over as long as there is only one of you preserving the memory of mine."
    Thereupon she chose one amongst her disciples, whose soul was cold but unbroken and thirsty for battle. And she ignited her fire in his soul, so that it filled him with agony. Then she said unto him: "Thou shalt be the Sentinel, which liveth in the darkness to guard the flame. And if memory extinguisheth amongst humans, then thou shalt be the last one, guarding the spark, which can ignite the fire of my power again. But it is a hard destiny, which I impose upon thee. Because the flame will live off thy soul eternally, but the fire will never fill thee. What flareth up will also extinguish. Thou however art the Sentinel. Therefore thou shalt never flare up. Guard the flame of memory, and carry it on unto those who will come after thee!"
    Then Ashtaroth turned unto the others of her disciples and said unto them: "Fight against that god, who calleth himself the one, wherever ye encounter him and his corrupt tokens! And even with your last breath ye shall curse his name!"
    After she had thus completed her words, she turned into the shape of a cat. And when Mahound and the flock of his warriors stormed the temple of the goddess, she escaped his henchmen as a black shadow. And she seeked refuge in the abyss of the underworld, the reign of Belial, the Destroyer.
    In that selfsame hour however, when Zabaoth achieved his greatest triumph and the whole mankind crawled to his feet, the full moon darkened. The age of deepest desperation had begun, and darkness covered the earth.

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