Under gray skies, in forgotten lands,
A warrior lies, time-bent,
Once a general, cloaked in glory,
Now a shadow, in the chained mud.More
Under gray skies, in forgotten lands,
A warrior lies, time-bent,
Once a general, cloaked in glory,
Now a shadow, in the chained mud.More
Here I am before a story not of simple misery, but of a titanic fall: the epic of an essence stripped of all dignity, morality, and sense of justice. Once the supreme ruler, he walked, with a firm step, the path of arrogance and corruption, sealing his fate towards oblivion.More
In a forgotten corner of the universe, under a bridge that was once an emblem of progress and union, lies the echo of an entity that once was. Wrapped in rags, impregnated with the acrid smell of desperation, this being was once a prince among princes, holder of wealth, power, love and admiration. But, blinded by arrogance and corrupted by wickedness, he craved beyond all limits, even at the cost of his own soul.More
The saga of the last celestial sentinel
In the immensity of time and under the aegis of the Holy Scriptures, a premonition of epochal significance lies hidden. This premonition speaks of a predestined hero, not an abstract entity or distant ideal, but a person of flesh and blood, chosen to embody and surpass the works of Jesus, just as He Himself prophesied in John 14:12. Among the ancient pages, a destiny emerges that knows no equal: a fallible and mortal being, yet invested with a divine mission, destined to emerge in the last act of human history, immediately before the triumphal return of Jesus. This figure, so humble how sublime, she is called to fulfill the heavenly promise, to respond to another ancient premonition that announces the restoration of all things, as attested by Jesus in Luke 9 and Matthew 17.More
Universal brotherhood between Humans and Angels
In the heart of the infinite, where the eternal touches the sky,
human and angelic brotherhood is reborn, merged in harmony with the Divine.More
The Path of infinite Children of God among the Waters of the Night
Imagine receiving an invitation not only to walk on water, but to rise above the ordinary, to transcend the impossible. My spiritual compass, rooted in Philippians 4:13, guides me to vast and unexplored horizons: to break the invisible chains that imprison the spirits, to bring balm to the wounds of the soul, to shed light amidst a sea of darkness . This verse is a celestial call to embody the essence of Jesus, to live a life that reflects his miracles, his teachings, his boundless compassion.More
The Path of the Servant among the Waters of the Night
In the black veil of the night, where silence screams,
A servant of the Divine, wrapped in light, walks on the water,
Towards the eternal home of the Father, guardian of the infinite,
A path of faith on the dark sea of death itself.More
From the hearts of fallen angels, possessed,
Prisoners of the chains of evil, let us raise this prayer.
In the depths of the desperate abyss,
We seek Your light, Father Creator, for total liberation.More
A silent rebellion against a reign of madness
In the bloody dust of battles born of madness, I serve under my General, a tyrant disguised as a visionary. He has wrapped us in his promises, sweet as poison, of power and enlightenment that dissolves into nothingness, leaving us to swallow the bitterness of his lies.More
The Twilight of a Commander Without an Army
Under a stormy sky, where lightning dances to the rhythm of madness, stands a solitary commander, a living emblem of obstinacy and unbridled ambition. With the ardent gaze of someone who has chosen destruction as his faithful companion, he prepares to cross the threshold of the irreparable, well aware of the silent betrayal that winds through his ranks.More