Chapter 250: The Commodore's Dream

The Commodore of the Three Branches of Service was having a dream. But because it was dark and evil, it is safe to say that the dream was a nightmare. And nightmares are not possible in Heaven.

At first, he saw the fulfillment of "the Tale of Revelation" that has been many times foretold, albeit in many versions, by Celestial History, in which Lucifer the Devil assumed many forms to battle a war that he will never win, and ends with his disgraceful defeat. The ultimate destiny has been fulfilled with his eternal damnation, to be later on cast in the fires of hell.

But his dream was very different; it was a bad ending in the way the story is portrayed in his fantasy. There was an ultimate battle that was happening, but it seems like the angelic hosts are failing. Heaven was besieged and outnumbered, and defeat is truly evident.

There are many creatures, fantasy, mythology, humans, cyborgs, as well as inanimate things that are battling with the Devil in a complete intrusion of the sanctity of life. The Tale of Revelation was rigged, emptied with all of its meanings, and grossly disregarded by a complete failure of the diminishing quality of Celestial Education that has been existing unchanged for many centuries, only to become the Bridge of Imagination that will allow everything parallel to what was reality and what was pure fantasy to cross existential boundaries, and create chaos.

The Commodore wanted to wake up from the dark matter, but there was an "undeniable force" that prevents him from gaining his consciousness. For a while, he seemed prisoner to his own nightmare, becoming like a torturous act for him to gaze at the inevitable defeat of the angels and hosts, as a form of sacrilege to the edited foretelling of the Book of Revelation. Then without warning, he saw the complete destruction of the Firewall, which signals the breaking of the seven scrolls. These things are involuntarily breaching the efficacy of the "Book of worded Laws," and very impossible to happen within the Celestial powers.

But indeed it was happening.

Then, the dragon eventually gained strength, much to the dismay of the Angels. It was not Lucifer himself as foretold. It was a creature of fantasy. But where is the Devil?

All of the things were happening vividly inside the Commodore's imagination, and he wanted to flee from the nightmare desperately, but to no avail. He was trapped inside his head, while the atrocities of the revealed destiny took a different route and reluctantly ploys a desperate climax.

After a while, there was complete silence. The Commodore suddenly woke up with a jolt, feeling tired and thirsty. Evil is on its way, and time is simply running out.

He cannot deny the sounding of the trumpet.

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