Ultimate Breed

Erosa Knowles

Sitting Bull Publishing

2011

314 páginas

10h 28m

ISBN-13: 9780983228738

In the heavens, a quarrel broke out over The Ultimate's faith in his newest creation, man. Out of nothing, the Ultimate created this being and required tribute. Unlike the Greek Gods of old, The Ultimate would allow no direct tampering with his creation. He declared it illegal to walk the earth unless housed in human flesh and blood. Taking it further, he required all human flesh to have free will.In the heavens, The Ultimate waited. Shaitan or Lucifer as he is also known, entered, bowed low and sat at His feet."Why are you here Shaitan?""I have come to pay tribute.""Why? You have disobeyed, refusing to pay tribute to my creation. You no longer have a place here.""Master!" Shaitan cried, falling on his face. "I can bow to no other than you. My love for you is such that I cannot give to another, that which belongs only to you."Silence thundered through the heavens as Shaitan's word stood on the scales of justice, the truth weighed. Shaitan remained bowed, face to the floor. "A tribute you say?""Yes my master. A challenge, a game if you will.""Rise," The Ultimate ordered. "Tell me of this competition." Shaitan grinned, but shuttered his face before he stood before The Ultimate. So far his gamble paid off. Boredom stifled creativity. Eternity lasted long; a challenge would break the monotony and offer him a chance for revenge."Your creation inhabits your planet, but he may choose to pay tribute to you or not. You desire him to love you on his own. Is that correct?" The Ultimate nodded watching him closely. "Yes, I want him to come to me of his own accord. I make no secret of this.""How will you know? How will you ever know if the creatures...pardon me," he corrected hastily at The Ultimate's glare. "I meant your creation comes to you of their free will?"The Ultimate stared for a moment and relaxed in the chair that appeared beneath him. "You have me intrigued. What is this game?""Not a game my Lord, a challenge. Will your creation love you if they go through trials? Will they reverence you still as I have?" He took a moment, waiting for permission to continue. It was critical to set the stage so the game could begin. A vessel awaited him in the place of beginnings, but first he needed permission.