HEAVEN

With Enoch walks – I just got recognized as one of their top fans!

Be like JESUS .

Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see GOD, blessed are the peace makers for they shall be called children of GOD .

The king is coming are you ready for His return?

KALU ABOSI OF CAMEROON 3
BORN TWICE: FROM DEMONISM TO CHRISTIANITY PART 3

CHAPTER 10: THE UNDERGROUND TEMPLE

With the temple I acquired, new responsibilities were given to me. Part of this included inviting seekers of power from the religious, political, social, and others from various walks of life to visit my temple.

I was also given a pamphlet on laws guiding power usage. One of them is that a member of the kingdom of darkness is not to use his powers against another member unless one is erring.

One day, one of my agents reported a religious gathering near my temple to me. I viewed the gathering through the occult screen in my temple and found it to be a church with all its members naked except for one man who had a bright ring around his head.

When a supernatural “ring” is seen around the head of an individual (signifying the presence of the Holy Spirit) it means he is born again. Some people’s rings are dim while others are bright.

From my findings, the man with a “bright ring” wasn’t a member of that church. He only began attending because he couldn’t find his own denomination as he recently relocated. I decided to finish him off.

I monitored the gathering on a Sunday and as the church service ended, I astral projected there. As the worshippers were coming out to the main road, including this Christian man, the Roman Catholic patrols were trying to control the traffic of car users.

I noticed a man with a car coming from an opposite end as this Christian was about to cross the road, so I quickly took over the body of the driver and controlled his leg, shifting it from the brake to the accelerator making the car go on full speed. I also made the car doors open so that even if the bonnet missed him, the car doors ajar won’t.

The car crushed many people and I rejoiced in my temple. Later when I watched a playback of the scenario on my screen, I realized that the Christian man was actually spared. Not a single thing touched him. In fact, I learned that he later helped them clear the corpses. My joy quickly melted into disappointment, but I let it slide to focus on other duties.

I then took the second egg from India and walked into a forest as instructed and chanted an incantation and smashed the egg on the ground.

Immediately, there was a quake which split the ground open and I was taken down in it. I descended and appeared before a powerful demon who asked me who I was and what I was doing in his kingdom in an unfriendly tone.

I introduced myself as a son of the Queen of the Coast, on a mission to gain more wisdom and power and also told him of my predicament. The demon said there was really nothing spectacular to explore in his kingdom but unlike during my first tour, I was free to ask questions which he would answer.

I saw some earthly birds flying around and I asked the demon what were they doing there. The demon told me that these birds were the ones responsible for helping them to plant supernatural trees (such as Tossy tree) on earth.

I also saw a deserted football field with many men and women chained to it. From the looks on their faces, they haven’t eaten for months. I asked about this from the demon and he told me that these were people whose souls were given to the devil in exchange for earthly riches as they wanted to alter their lives through material wealth, good health or power. He said no matter how famished they look, they won’t die.

He explained to me that pacts are made with the kingdom to give human lives in exchange for power. He mentioned the name of a certain prophet in Amaogudu, whose name I had forgotten, who made a covenant with him that he would regularly supply two human heads for his power to manifest in his church.

The transaction went smoothly for years until the past few years when his debt accrued. After warnings, this demon and his army stormed into his church in fury, demanding their dues – causing serious erosion to occur on the road leading to his religious structure. To the physical realm, the erosion was presumed to be caused by a massive flood, leading to much public complaint.

The man managed to appease the demon, but he admitted he will still end his life when he is tired of his game. I inquired how the erosion they supernaturally caused would be repaired. The demon said they have their own recognized construction company that will take up the task.

The demon also showed me on a large screen, pictures of many wealthy people, scientists, philosophers, and elites. The demon told me that some of these people were dead while the others were still alive but all of them have been in partnership with the realms of darkness.

Some of these people, I said I knew and were still alive as of the time of my writing. The demon said if any of these people should violate any of the laws guiding the kingdom of darkness, they will be subjected to the irrevocable penalty of death.

After spending three days with that demon I realized that what he said about their own construction company repairing the damaged road was indeed true.

CHAPTER 11: MY LAST BATTLES AS A SATANIST

The queen arranged for me to embark on a tour to all the fourteen kingdoms of darkness in order to incorporate all the wisdom and power needed in my operations. This journey took an entire month and after the visits, I was equipped with more power and knowledge. There were 17 occultists of equal rank to me worldwide, but I happened to be the youngest and the most aggressive.

The notice reached me that a massive crusade was to be held in Abiriba, my own base, tagged The Greater Abiriba for Christ 1989. This was to be my assignment.

I first went out in my spirit body to one of my agents, a market woman. I appeared to her in the shop and instructed her to mobilize other agents to be present at the crusade venue.

I then drew up an agenda for a meeting with Satan and the queen of the coast on this matter. When Satan appeared at the meeting with the queen, he asked what my agenda was about and I read it out without hesitation, “How to thwart the Greater Abiriba for Christ crusade.”

As I mentioned the word “Christ” we all could hear peals of thunder, a roar of fire and an invisible power forced the three of us to bow our heads to the ground for about 30 minutes. When we got up from the ground, Satan warned me furiously to never use that name again in his presence ever again.

Satan began to boast that he had captured the town of Abiriba for as long as her existence. I asked him which weapons he utilized and Satan said they were: pride, hatred, love of money and cultural activities. Hence, that upcoming crusade was an affront that must be resisted.

He ordered me to mobilize all the agents under me into action and frustrate the crusade. After boasting some more, Satan eventually disappeared.

When he was gone, the queen walked up to me but we were suddenly panicking as the whole place began to quake.

At her command, our screen showed where the rumblings were coming from: a Christian man was preaching the gospel around Ameke Square. (Apparently, whenever the gospel of Jesus Christ is being proclaimed in the physical world, it causes ripples in the realm of darkness).

The queen chanted an incantation and a bottle appeared in her hand. She rubbed its gummy/sticky contents on my face and commanded me to go after that preacher and stare at him face-to-face with that concoction and the demons would melt the preacher into natural water.

I woke up physically, and left the house immediately. My family knew I had a habit of visiting the restroom every morning so they didn’t think it was unusual for me to go out at that time. After walking hurriedly, I located the preacher from a distance, but as I was about to catch up with him, suddenly, two angels appeared and were walking towards me.

It soon got to a point that the angels were close to me and wouldn’t allow me to go any further. I chanted an incantation against them, it didn’t work. I had been given a “special” ring when I visited Satan’s kingdom; the ring is called “the good, the bad, the destroyer.”

Satan told me that the demons attached to the ring would make a bad situation become “good”; turn a good thing into bad and would also destroy a bad thing/person. I used this ring against the angels as I had been instructed, but it didn’t faze them.

I couldn’t even stand in their presence as their countenance was like the sun in its zenith, so I began to stagger like a drunk. The two angels captured me and took me to a place in the woods where they tied me to a tree by bright white cords they produced from their bodies. They then left their two swords by each of my ears and left the place. The sword began to sing in the most melodious voice I had ever heard and later began to preach the gospel to me.

Though I found the message somewhat tormenting (each time the name of Jesus was mentioned, I would feel burns on my body) one line from the messages stuck with me: “I will make you fishers of men if you will follow Me.” Later, the angels returned, picked up their swords without saying a word to me and untied me.

By then, the day had dawned. I chanted an incantation to disappear but it didn’t work. I repeated it, still didn’t work. I then recalled when I visited Satan’s kingdom, they taught me that whenever I got defeated, I should walk two poles away from the site and repeat the incantation. I did that and I was taken to my room, and being fatigued, I slept off on the bed while my spirit traveled to my temple.

When my mother returned from the market and found me lying on the bed, she got the shock of her life. She wanted to know how I entered the room.

I managed to mumble some excuse about the padlock not being properly locked, but my mother knew that was impossible. This padlock was brought by my brother from Cotonou and wouldn’t lock unless the key was removed from it.

I couldn’t seem to convince my mother of my fib, and that raised her suspicion. She confided in one of her friends who suggested they visit a witchdoctor. Even though my mother wasn’t a Christian, she didn’t like anything involving consulting a fe**sh priest. But her friend urged her to go find out the spiritual identity of her son.

They visited a rather popular dibia whose name I decline from revealing. He gave them a stick with which they were to touch the body of the person whose spiritual identity they wanted to know. This, my mother, did that night at about 2am. I was watching this with my spiritual eyes.

[Dibia are the mystic mediators between the human world and the spirit world and act as healers, scribes, teachers, diviners, and advisors of people in the community. They are usually consulted at the shrine of a community major deity.]

When they took the stick back to the dibia, he asked for the name of the person they were inquiring about and the moment my name was mentioned, there was pandemonium in the shrine. All his deities began to wail loudly in his ears and when they stopped, the heads of their images began to break to the ground. His powers began to crumble.

The dibia began to act insane, yanked off the wrapper from each of the woman (luckily they wore two) demanded their money and sent them away bewildered.

After this incident, I invoked Satan to my temple and consulted him with incantations. He was pleased. He charged me to fight like a soldier and deploy all the powers at my disposal in my assignment.

CHAPTER 11: THE SURRENDER

On the first day of the crusade. I had deployed more than 100 of my agents to infiltrate the crusade ground. Some were assigned to sell a cocktail of rum or gin in small nylons while others were to distract listeners by engaging them in mundane discussions.

These were being monitored on the screen from the spirit realm. As crowds began streaming in, I gave them their signals and these agents commenced their assignments. Many of the attendees who bought the drink became tipsy and fell deeply asleep. But some spat it out, received the gospel, and became saved.

On one of the days, a preacher mounted the crusade podium and began to pray. From the screen I was viewing, this preacher was surrounded with flames of fire and as he preached on, some of my agents fell by the power of God. At the end of it, many of the agents were also converted. The others returned to give me to give their report.

The next day, I mobilized more agents to the ground and instructed them to bring back their reports, but most of them didn’t return as they were arrested by the power of God and became converted.

At this point, I decided to launch attacks against the organizers of the crusade. I invoked the wind, rain, and storms to destroy their billboards, posters and damage their items of equipment. That worked, or so it seemed.

By the third day, it was obvious that the more agents I sent to the crusade ground, the more our loss and the greater our defeat was becoming obvious. One afternoon, while the crusade was ongoing, a helicopter hired by the crusade team was distributing fliers of the program and my window was opened. The wind made many of the fliers stream into my room.

I picked up a copy and saw “Greater Abiriba for…” With fury, I clutched at the papers, tore them, squeezed them, and threw them out through my window. Not only have I sent my agents to this crusade at my own expense, they even had the effrontery to bring their fliers into my own room!

Later, I shut my window and reached for the last egg from India and after chanting the words required, I angrily smashed it on the floor. The chief demi-god appeared. This time I cared little about protocols and began venting in rage, shouting at the chief to behold the defeat and shame that have befallen the kingdom. I have already lost many agents in this war. I have done all I knew, yet there was no victory in sight.

The chief sounded rather conciliatory, appealing to me to exercise understanding that they too were trying their best but there’s nothing much they could do at that point.

I proceeded to invoke Satan to address him. When he appeared, I complained to him also about what was going on. Satan arrogantly stated that he would have the victory. He commanded me to go to the crusade myself and make use of all the powers I had been given to thwart the crusade. Then he disappeared.

As the chief demi-god was speaking on, there was a roaring voice like that of thunder from above and he instantly disappeared too. At that moment, I felt a great presence in my room. The room was dark, but a white big hand emanating a glow of light appeared and began to write things in gold letters on the wall of my room.

I was so engulfed in fear, unable to even move my mouth as I felt totally subdued by the power in the room. A searing heat engulfed me making my heart thud so loudly that I could feel it in my mouth.

The hand wrote with the index finger: “Will you surrender to Me, Yes or No?”

I couldn’t answer. But in my heart of hearts, I affirmed yes. Then the hand wiped it off and wrote another: “Whether you like it or not, you will surrender and you will become a fisher of men.”

Then it wrote: “Write your surrender letter before you go to My crusade.”

With that, I picked up a pen and paper and wrote my surrender letter. I could no longer control myself and was completely unable to resist the power of God which arrested me.

I went to the crusade ground the next day after enduring what seemed like a searing heat like someone made to stand while the whole of Aba town was engulfed in flames. When I got to the place, I sat at the far back and dispersed my spirit man into different places which made the internal heat subside a bit. I quickly realized I wouldn’t be able to operate there.

I paid little attention to whatever was going on but from where I was, I could see with my occult eyes that Satan was right when he said he had captured Abiriba town because about 90% of the people at the crusade ground was stark naked before the powers of darkness.

The preacher that night was Rev. Uma Ukpai but I couldn’t remember the title of his sermon. I clearly avoided looking in his direction because his face was radiant with the glory of God, just like those of the angels I encountered before. At the end of the sermon, he invited those who wanted to give their lives to Jesus Christ to come forward and he began to pray.

As he mentioned the name of Jesus, I saw myself levitate several feet into the air and land back on the ground. The policemen and some people seated around me quickly fled. At that point, I became physically unconscious but spiritually active as I tried to project my demons into the others who fell with me.

I was carried to the podium where the ministers began to pray for me. When I came out of consciousness, I reached into my pocket and gave one of the ministers my letter of surrender.

The man asked me, “Have you given your life to Jesus Christ?” I asked, “Who is Jesus Christ?” As I said that, one of the occult rings Satan gave me (the good, the bad, the destroyer) knocked me unconscious again, apparently to prevent me from affirming Jesus as Lord.

The pastors came together and began to pray for me as various demons began to manifest through me. I was said to pull out weeds from the grounds with my teeth and nails, slithering on the ground like a snake, squirming and screaming. When I came to, many of the visible and invisible rings on my toes and fingers had vanished. Some of them had peeled out my toenails while leaving. The ministers further prayed for me and the light of God entered my heart.

I took them to my place and surrendered all my paraphernalia and occult tools for burning but two items refused to be burnt: the transcendental flying saucer (which demons utilized in supplying my applicants with power) and the ring Satan gave me (the good, the bad, the destroyer).

I was so exhausted that I fell deeply asleep but woke up later in the night to realize someone sleeping next to me. It was the queen. I was facing the wall while she was facing the other direction. She began to speak that she knew I have left them, but she’s ready to welcome me back if I choose to return.

I struggled to remember the name of Jesus. It wasn’t a name I was familiar with but I knew its power. If only I knew, I could have asked any of the ministers to write it on the wall for me. Suddenly I remembered it and even before I called it out, the queen herself experienced a form of fire and quickly vanished.

I went back to sleep and was taken up to heaven accompanied by a friendly angel to see its beauty. The streets were more beautiful than the ones I had seen in the kingdom of darkness and their structures were superior. This, I was made to understand, was what God has prepared for those who serve Him.

CHAPTER 12: I WILL MAKE YOU A FISHER OF MEN

After my salvation and deliverance, I sought to live a normal life again. I visited a man who used to owe me some money and when I narrated my newfound faith to him, the man admitted he became suspicious I was involved in the occult due to some strange dreams he began having after he held on to my money.

I was paid back the money and I moved to another town. While I was there, I visited a friend who informed me that all the possessions I kept at his place had mysteriously disappeared from the room. I assured him not to worry since I knew full well who had taken it.

I wanted to start a business and began to make some contacts. One of the contacts promised to take me to his boss who would help me procure the resources I needed. Then I followed the man, and after hours of journey, finally led me to an uncompleted building in the outskirts of town.

As if I knew what was going on, I wasn’t surprised to see Satan, the queen and two agents carrying the luggage that my friend had declared missing waiting for me there. The queen told me they had lots of goodies for me; they would give me more wealth and power and whatever I asked for, only if I’d sign on their register of agreement.

They handed me the register and I realized my name was no longer in it. They also gave me a blood-soaked pen to sign in the agreement. When I saw the blood in the pen, I simply declared the blood of Jesus. At the mention of that, they all vanished, leaving me stranded at the place too as the money I earlier put in my pocket had also vanished with the specters.

I met a man who was traveling to Afikpo (in Ebonyi State) to buy fish by canoe and he decided to help me. An elderly man he was carrying and didn’t know, suddenly paid my fare and I blurted out that I didn’t want his assistance; I had just been robbed and wanted to get by safely. When the man saw that I didn’t yield to his ploy, he quickly put the money back in his pocket.

Later that night, I was arrested by the police for sleeping at an unauthorized place and put in jail because they thought I was a thief. In the jail, one of the inmates walked up to me, introducing himself as the boss, and asked me for money. When I told him I had none, he dealt me a painful blow and left me.

That night, I had a dream in which an angel of God encouraged me not to be discouraged by my experience as God already planned that I would through that place become a fisher of men. I was told that God has called me to preach the gospel and narrate my testimony pointing to the love of God and His readiness to save no matter the depth of one’s sins.

When I woke up in the morning, I was really encouraged and after a day, I was set free and found my way back to my place and became established.

THE END

HEAVEN : Be prepared for heaven .

KALU ABOSI OF CAMEROON 2
BORN TWICE: FROM DEMONISM TO CHRISTIANITY PART 2

CHAPTER 7: MY EARTHLY INITIATION

The queen gave me an appointment to meet at a rendezvous and from there, the queen physically came to meet me and took me in a taxi to an area I wasn’t well familiar with. We both walked about nine poles into a thick forest and the queen stopped at a tree.

She asked me what the name of the tree was and I frantically looked around it, trying to find any of my leaves to help identify it, but found none. In fact, the surrounding was neat – as if someone was assigned to sweep it thrice a day. The queen told me it’s called “tossy tree.”

She chanted an incantation and a side of the tree opened like a door and we both entered in. After about twenty-five minutes, it opened again and we stepped out. I realized we were in another location entirely. It was when I saw some signposts in the streets that I realized that we were in Bombay (now Mumbai) in India.

The queen told me that the tossy tree is used to physically travel to any geographical location in the world. Soon, a car stopped by and we both entered it. The queen introduced the driver to me as one of her agents.

We were taken to a ceremony that was held in a large conference center in the city and in attendance were various occultists from different parts of the world. I was marked present in their register and I saw my name is already written on it, in bolder letters than the rest.

There was a lecture going on and our kind of meal was served. While I was eating, a man walked in and tapped me on the shoulder and he seemed to have forgotten something so he motioned to me to come with him. On getting to where he was, the queen was there already and he told me it’s time for the baptism. I was given a pamphlet to read and follow. As I was about to ask the queen a question, she disappeared.

I realized I was in this alone. There was a huge tank there in the open and out if it seemed to emerge steam of dark energy. The pamphlet warned the candidates that no matter what they see, hear or experience during the initiation, they must not express any fear, otherwise, they might not come out alive.

There was an incantation written on it to proceed with the ritual and when I recited it, I was levitated and suspended into the tank. The lid on the tank had the words “Baptism/Initiation Tank” written in both English and Hindi.

In the tank, the place was filled with strange, fearful creatures. As I fell, I was lashed around like a tennis ball from one bird creature to another. They each had the face of a man, woman, dog, cat, and owl, all looking evil.

I landed at the feet of a big creature whose full stature was obstructed by the size of his belly. Its body looked like that of a grizzly bear. It removed my eyeballs with a screwdriver and put back in their place, eyeballs that could see clearer and farther than normal human eyes

Then I was thrown onto a boa constrictor which coiled around me and held me in its grip. It spat out three big eggs with strings which hung around my neck and I was flung to another evil creature and on until I reached the end. In all these, I felt neither pain nor fear and I was brought out of the tank.

At that moment a skeleton hand handed me a pamphlet on my successful completion of the satanic baptism and the rules that guide it.

I felt physically stronger, bolder, and magickally charged after the ceremony. The queen then appeared and we returned home to Nigeria via the same route we came to India.

CHAPTER 8: THE FRUITLESS OPERATIONS

I used to have meetings with my own agents in the spirit world, but I appeared to them in a “lower form” of a woman. Their level of power was still low, and to appear to them in my true identity would scare the living daylights out of them.

One night, while conducting a meeting, there was pandemonium as the whole place began to quake and the meeting was disbanded (when a Christian prays aggressively, it causes chaos in the spirit realm). I checked up on a monitoring screen and saw a Christian man from Benin City praying fervently.

I had seen him before at the New Benin market and I could also see four angels with bright swords standing with him as he prayed. I switched off the screen to scheme on what to do. When I turned it back on, the screen exploded into ashes and I fled from there.

The next day, the queen summoned me and told me she was watching from somewhere and saw what happened last night and encouraged me not to give up in my occult warfare. She took me to the Christian man’s house but we couldn’t enter it as it was under a heavy lock and chains.

When I returned home, I crossed my legs (lotus posture) and chanted an incantation over a bowl of water and this Christian man’s reflection appeared in it. As I picked up a knife to stab him, I saw two angels extricate his reflection from the water. So I slowly dropped the knife.

I afflicted his three children with diseases and they later died. I also “weighed” his wife and saw that she was spiritually weak, so I afflicted her with a mysterious sickness that can neither be diagnosed nor cured except by the power of the Holy Spirit.

The Christian man, being a store owner, began auctioning his goods so as to clear her medical bills, but I sent fire to destroy his store and did a few other mischiefs to him.

Yet this man didn’t give up. He rented another shop from a man who happened to be one of my agents. I ordered this landlord to eject him. Soon, a Christian brother helped him and he found another place. I frustratingly dismissed him as obdurate and left him alone.

Years later, as I was visiting a market in Benin, I was shocked to see this Christian man in a store, bigger, better and filled with more goods than the one he had before. After overcoming my initial shock, I mustered some boldness and walked in. Pretending to be a customer, I struck up a conversation with the man, and then, to my shock I learned that God had healed his wife and replenished what he had lost.

We began to bargain over a lady’s skirt while I devised what to do. Suddenly, there was a whirlwind at the front of this store. I viewed it with my spiritual eyes and realized it was the presence of a superior power, so I quickly pretended that some dust had been blown into my eyes.

The Christian man went to borrow a basin of water and handkerchief from someone else for me to clean my eyes. As I knelt and dipped my face into the water, I suddenly saw a mysterious reflection in the water.

I saw a Man, walking slowly, fresh red blood was oozing from various parts of His body. He looked like someone badly wounded and was carrying a heavy cross.

As this Man walked on slowly, I was fascinated with the blood as I had never seen any human blood that reddish and fresh and I reached out with my vampiristic urge to suck that blood but it was impossible. Suddenly, the Man stopped and looked straight at me saying, “Why don’t you want My own to carry this cross with Me?”

His voice was so loud that I physically covered up my ears and looked at the Christian man to see if he heard it too, but the man didn’t and was busy with something else. The words kept echoing in my mind and it seemed to shatter my powers for I felt too weak to carry my legs to walk out.

As I sat there, the Christian man asked me which church I attended, I quickly mentioned one. The man began to preach the gospel to me that Jesus Christ loves me more than I love myself but I was too busy in my thoughts wondering how my powers failed me and pondering on the identity of that Man I saw in the reflection.

When I got home, the words of the Man kept ringing in my ears. The more I tried to remember the image, the more my powers seem to be crumbling. But my hands were unnerved when I remembered the all-available queen. I invoked the queen but she didn’t appear.

Later, when she appeared, I began to narrate my experience to her, hoping she would solve the riddle. “Who was that Man that I saw in the water?” I asked the queen. She was surprised also, “Which man? What reflection?” She claimed she didn’t see any man but observed that I looked hurt after washing my eyes in the basin.

So I proceeded to tell her what I saw, how I used my powers given me to try to drink that blood but couldn’t and He asked me, “Why do you want to destroy My own?” The queen paused for a while and nodded. “That man you saw is known and called by everyone in our kingdom, The Righteous Man.”

She told me, “This Righteous Man was beaten, mocked, and shamefully crucified naked in order to deliver mankind from our claws of bo***ge (sin). In fact, our powers which we use for evil purposes actually belong to God as we were once in God’s service but rejected Him.”

She said, “We including Ariel, Leviathan, Paimon, Cassiel, Ashtaroth, Belial, Tzaphkiel, Ariton, Asmodeus, and myself, fondly called the Queen – were chased from God’s presence earlier and all scattered to every conceivable place in the universe (land, sea and air) to establish ourselves.”

“Then God created man but Satan, the president, executed a plan devised by these archdemons which caused Adam to sin. Yet, in spite of this, God still loved man and promised that a Deliverer would come. They didn’t expect that this Saviour of mankind would come as early as He did, but when He did come, we did all we could and finally possessed the people He came to save and have Him crucified.”

“That was our own initial means of defeating Him but Satan reminded us that the Saviour had said He would resurrect, so on that Saturday night, we mobilized themselves fully armed to avert His resurrection.”

“But, when it was about 11:55pm, many angels came from heaven with songs of praise and said it won’t be well with us. One particular angel that descended forced us all to bow with our heads held down to the ground and we were unable to do anything. By the time we lifted up our heads, the Righteous Man had risen and left the tomb.”

“This Righteous Man is the manifestation of God to the whole world; we struck His heel but He crushed our heads, and that His blood which you saw in the reflection is still used by those who believe in Him to crush our heads. In fact, those who believe in Him and are as righteous as He is, are also as powerful as He is.”

I asked her, “Will the Righteous Man appoint some people in our own kingdom to rule in His kingdom?”

She replied, “We all are too filthy in God’s sight to be in His kingdom. In fact, anyone that doesn’t join those Christians is damned, as it is written in their book.”

I then asked her, “If this Righteous Man is so powerful, why can’t we just reconcile with Him?”

The queen answered, “It’s too late for us. A date has been set for us all to face the ax and we will be stripped of our powers and our kingdoms will be totally destroyed and you as our seed, will also face the ax.”

She then told me, “You have the power to stop the people in the ring from accessing our power.”

I later knew this was a lie. I wanted to ask more questions but she said she was tired of my questions but would answer them later. She kissed me and then disappeared.

After her departure, I became more hardened than before. I reasoned that since I am eventually going to be destroyed by God, I must make sure I deceive, kill and destroy as many lives as possible before I am made to face the ax at last.

That night, I used my powers to spiritually cover the major highways connecting two neighboring states. This resulted in an accident which was reported in 1985 claiming about 80 lives.

Three survivors of the bloody accident were Christians; they were unconscious at the site, and I decided to proceed to murder them physically. I traced the hospital they were taken to and chanted an incantation to impersonate one of the nurses (a matron) working there who was currently on a leave.

I chanted another incantation and a blue Peugeot 504 car like hers appeared and I drove into the hospital (ESUTH). I opened her office with my own key and searched for the record of the patients admitted. I was able to fish out the records of the survivors and I mixed together three different types of drugs and called another nurse to give them to the patient.

I watched from the office with my spiritual eyes to see that the target was sleeping but before the nurse came to his ward, he woke up quickly like he was having a bad dream and when the nurse came with the injection, he vehemently refused to take it since he was now okay. Eventually, the nurse left without giving him the injection.

With that, I left and returned home. The queen appeared to me later, looking happy.

She announced to me, “Right now, there is joy in all the kingdoms of darkness, that even Satan sent his greetings.”

The queen also informed me, “We are currently searching for a spiritual temple for you and in due course, the place would be consecrated and you would rise in your rank.”

CHAPTER 9: ACQUISITION OF POWER

During this time, I had a friend, Jude who happened to be my best friend. We visited each other’s homes, played football together, went out together and both families were friends also. One day, both Jude and I went out to swim in a river and it lasted for hours.

When I was done, I looked around and didn’t find Jude. I assumed Jude had left the river and rushed home before me. That evening when Jude’s parents came to my house to ask about the whereabouts of my friend, I told them where we had gone swimming that day and thought he had gone home earlier.

A search team began to frantically look for Jude and they inquired at a diviner who revealed that he had drowned. His body was recovered days after. I knew what had really happened and for three days I mourned my friend’s death, unable to eat.

During this period, the queen didn’t appear to me. Later, on the fourth day when she did appear when no one else was home, I was beside myself in tears, asking why she killed my friend.

The queen showed no emotion. She told me, “By the virtue of the protocols of the kingdom, you aren’t supposed to be released back to the earth after your initial capture, and now that you were allowed to return, an exchange of human life had to be provided to appease the powers that be.”

“This victim had to be someone you loved and who loved you back, therefore, we had no choice but to sacrifice Jude. You should not be showing grief after all your training and exposure in our system. Do not expose this to anyone or you would also be killed.”

This insidious plan by the kingdom of darkness succeeded because neither Jude nor my family were Christians thus leaving us open to occult powers.

After some weeks, I forgot about Jude and became more thirsty for occult wisdom and power. I visited the queen.

The queen then informed me, “A site has been found for your spiritual temple and it’s going to be located within Ishimokoto lake in Abiriba, Abia State.”

This lake is regarded as a mystery lake because it dries up during the rainy season and flows during the dry season. When the temple was opened, a ceremony was performed during which blood sacrifices were made.

I began to study the pamphlet I was given during my earthly initiation in India and decided to use one of the eggs I was given by the boa in the satanic tank.

As instructed in the pamphlet, I locked my door securely, took the first egg, and smashed it on the ground of my room after chanting the necessary incantation. At that moment, my spirit was fragmented into two places at the same time. The first was to my temple while the second was leading to another dimension in the spirit world. I decided to explore the second option.

When I appeared in the kingdom, I was welcomed by the chief of the demi-gods who told me, “I will be your guide during your tour and regardless of what you see or feel, you are not allowed to ask questions.”

The first place I was taken to (in a hi-tech car that was designed like a pressing iron) was a large complex of high-rise buildings. The streets were beautiful and the structures looked futuristic.

The gates to the buildings opened by its own mechanism and we walked inside. The first place I was taken to was a large laboratory where some men were as busy as ants, sealing some dried materials into containers, without noticing any visitor. I forgot I wasn’t supposed to ask any questions and asked the chief who they were. He angrily answered that they are scientists.

Next, I was taken to a factory where baby foods were being manufactured on an assembly line. I could see the name and brand of the product on the cans but was curious what was in it.

As I struggled to open the lid, the can fell to the floor, spilling the powder. I tasted it and realized it was grounded human flesh — the bodies of disobedient agents packaged into baby foods (to infuse babies with water spirits as I later learned).

I visited another place when we were hungry and the chief demi-god requested a demi-god who had animal features to prepare us a meal. I opened a big flask on the table and a fat female child (about two years old) was pulled out of it. I was taken aback when I saw her and heard her cry.

I asked, "How did she get into the food flask?"

The demi-god told me, "Ask your mother (the queen) how it came to be."

The demi-god chanted an incantation and the baby became very weak, unable to cry anymore. I plunged a knife into her body and began to dissect her in a tray with rainbow designs. After the meal was served, I was taken to another place.

Later on, the queen told me, "We sometimes place fanciful objects at specific locations on earth and children who pick them up vanish and appear in our realm in whatever vessel they are kept by the spirits. So that was how that baby got into the food flask."

I was also taken to a large museum holding the golden statues of all the outstanding people in the kingdom of darkness. When I was about to be shown that of Satan, the chief asked me if I had met Satan the president before.

I explained how it happened as the chief listened intently, then I was shown the handsome image of Satan. The chief promised to bestow on me the power to be able to stand before the presence of Satan as I wasn’t yet qualified to see him in my full power unassisted.

I was highly elated to see my own statue as well, but we couldn’t view all of them as the chief told me the statues were innumerable and could take months to view them all if one did nothing else.

When my tour came to an end, the chief demi-god told me he would give me the power I needed. He fixed his mouth into my mouth (as if kissing) and spat into my mouth certain things I didn’t know and ordered me to swallow them. I felt superior within me as I complied. I asked for more, but the chief told me that’s all he had himself.

The chief also gave me the power to withstand Satan’s presence in my right leg. He brought a long dark thin rod and inserted it up my heel. I felt no pain at all. Then he applied a copious amount of magickal oil over the site. That small hole remained in my foot (but it began to close up after my deliverance).

I returned to my room and resumed my duties in power in my underground temple.

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 3

HEAVEN