Luciferus

I am Mosadiel, scribe of Zion.

I reside in the presence of majesty and perform my duty within the depth of the eternal Shekina. I partake in a duty that has been set upon me by the Ancient of Days before Time was principle. I write upon the everlasting scroll of the universe with dark matter as my quill. For aeons has my ink traversed the pages of the eternal parchment and now, for the second time since creation and concept, I chronicle a verse prompted by my own accord.

I recall all those aeons ago as though they were but a fleeting moment past. That period when the saga I relate henceforth caused Zion to tremble and the Throne Room to resonate with the power of the Spirit of Yahweh. By the virtue of my standing and the privilege of my access into the mind of Yahweh –that my accounts may be unblemished with bias-  the words hereupon this scroll is truth as can only be sourced from the great omniscience.

……………………………

“Thou were the model of perfection, full of wisdom and perfect in beauty…”

His name was originally unmentionable. It had been given, nay, bestowed upon him when the workmanship of his music had been perfected upon his creation. The angels had not the appropriate ability to declare it and so they called unto him after the manner of the light of heaven.

Luciferus. Morning star.

The angels adored him and Yahweh loved him. He did not pass unnoticed for he was the biggest living creation, as appropriate for his place. His beauty was unrivalled, his voice more sonorous than ten companies of angels’ singing and his zeal for the throne, unequalled. The elders honoured him and his subordinate, Michael adored him.

As the anointed cherub who covered, He stood at the height of the Throne in the presence of Yahweh. Flanked by six other cherubim; Mosadiel, Ozariel, Zerubal, Shael, Oriema and Azazel; and in their presence sat the Elders on 24 thrones around the sea of glass.

Upon occasion, it behoved thousands upon thousands of companies of the Host to minister worship unto Yahweh, with Luciferus at their helm. The songs of his harp and timbrel resonated throughout the realm, uplifting the spirit and strengthening the bond between Yahweh and Host.

“You were blameless in your ways from the day you were created till iniquity…”

His eyes roved over the innumerable armed company in his presence, a congregation he would ratio at about a third of the entire Host. They watched him, the slightest apprehension tugging at their soul fragments. They needed reassuring, he could sense, so that their strength of purpose should not falter. They believed they were safe from the mind of Yahweh in this place, a far reach within the darkness that clothes the outside of Zion,for they had all assembled with extreme caution. Despite their trepidation, they could not but look in awe at the form of he who had gathered them for this final assembly; the one who had walked upon the holy mountain of God, in an adornment of precious stones. They regarded the big harp in his right hand and the flaming sword-a gift from Yahweh- on his left. His mighty wings covered his form with a flourish and his four faces stared straight ahead at the congregation which surrounded him. He caught the visage of Baal, Asmodeus, Dagon and Ashtoreth standing in a group, mighty angels in every way and comrades in this purpose. He had promised them lofty positions upon the success of this dissention. A shame that Michael was not represented here. He would have been a mighty ally. Luciferus had not seen the same seed of resentment against the throne as he had seen in these.

He exulted in the coming glory of his rule.

For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God; I will sit upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the North: I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High. Yet…

He exulted in the coming glories. He was riled with being ordered around and singing all the time. Bowing to the one being his soul disagreed with. Yahweh had given no sign of being privy to the thoughts of his rebellion, an observation which had given him the courage to rally others. A specially selected others. If this venture were to come to nought…no, it could not. They would flank Zion and take it unawares. He was sure they could take down the six cherubim in the throne room; Asmodeus and Dagon would see to that, for their hunger for joining battle was apparent. The cherubim would go down, then what? What?!

His grip on the flaming sword tightened as Yahweh gained primacy in his mind.

Then he began.

Now the lips of Luciferus did not move when he spoke, for his essence interacted with that of those to whom he referred in soundless noise. It was a gift from the Throne Room, in order to magnify him. This he did now to keep them in awe of his power. His pride.  He soothed their fears, for the moment of their action was near at hand. As an addendum, he played for them when he was finished, ministering unto their souls with the power of his harp and giving them renewed courage.

Then he sounded the battle cry; a mixture of frayed notes from his instrument and the power of the sound of his sonorous voice, spurring them into battle at the height of their morale. Like a cherubim, he moved faster than the lightning that oft flashed across the Throne room and appeared at the head of the group. Flanked by the high-standing angels, they darted towards Zion and barged in through the side that was of the shortest route to the throne-room near the center.

“It is begun”

The outer fringes never stood a chance. The denizens of Yahweh’s kingdom were taken unawares. Luciferus moved with purpose, brushing aside the inferior angels as though they were mere objects of discomfort. The whole scene flashed with the dispersed essences of angelic beings as the onslaught of Lucifer’s army prevailed against the initial resistance.

And so they went on, Baal showing a thirst for destruction that Luciferus warily took note of. Luciferus knew Yahweh would never come here. The Cherubim at the throne room would be burning with zeal by now, but Yahweh would never let them go. He was afraid, was he not, that his mightiest ally had turned against him? With Dagon and Ashtoreth on his side, the victory was surely within his grasp.

Soon they were to be at the throne room where the ultimate engagement would take place. Stronger faithful angels were rushing into the fray now and his army was taking hits, but he was not perturbed. What was battle without loss? The angels he expected had not come yet. Why would they, they were nothing without his coordination, and now that he was gone where would they get their orders from, Michael? He wouldn’t make a good general in any case, not at this moment when the heat of war was at its zenith. Yes, he had chosen right. His glorious face broke into a smile as he cut down three powerful angels with a swipe of his flaming sword.

After a lot of destruction of both structure and souls of angels, Luciferus and his commanders reached the great clearing that surrounded the great white Throne room. He opened his wings in a proud flourish that elicited victory howls from the throats of those behind him. His eyes glimmered with the lust of the power that was to be his shortly. He looked to his side at the rebel generals. They had agreed he would lead the charge into the throne room, for even they quivered at the thought. Baal nodded quietly at Luciferus, showing his readiness. And Luciferus charged at the doors.

His essence went forth like lightning, designed to break into the throne room with the force of a thousand angels. His army watched in anticipation, for the moment of their glory was come. They were all one and the same in heart with Luciferus now. Every one of them was a true rebel against the Throne.

At the moment when Luciferus was to crash through the doors, the angels were suddenly moved to draw a step backward at the sight which suddenly assailed them.

Luciferus had fallen to the ground just before the door.

He righted himself instantly in anger, facing his army in the disorientation following his fall. In his confusion, he looked towards the door to see how the thing had stopped his onslaught. It wasn’t the door that had resisted him.

Michael stood in front of him, his countenance transformed, with a crown upon his head, a symbol of new anointing. In his hand he held a flaming sword. How had he appeared at the door unseen by the army? Luciferus realized Michael had moved like lightning as well. No, faster.

“Remove from my path Michael, for I shall not halt for thought in striking you down if you resist longer”, Luciferus said in hatred, his form shaking with anger at the resistance of this angel. His eyes were drawn to Michael’s crown. What exactly was the anointing about?

“Yahweh has decreed”, Michael replied. His voice was loud and powerful. He moved with purpose against Lucifer, and in another instant, Luciferus was on the ground further away. Like lightning. He quickly stood up again, and sounded the battle cry, inviting his army to go in for the onslaught. They rushed in blinded by anger and brought themselves to a sudden halt at the sight which unravelled before them.

In the space between Luciferus and Michael, a company of angels had appeared. Not just angels, Seraphim. The elite group that was hardly seen and only rumoured to exist. Each of them stood near  the height of Lucifer, mighty creations with terrible yellow essences. Their eyes had actual fire in them and the heat of their presence was almost unbearable. Flanking the seraphim were the other mighty angels in heaven whom Luciferus had not recruited. He espied his personal comrades, Aquaintine and Azelario. Thousands of them, but much less than his army.

Angels of war. Yahweh had been well prepared. Michael floated to the height of the highest Seraph and spoke thusly to Luciferus.

“It has been decreed, oh mighty ———-, that thy station shall lie vacant and thy honour shall be stripped from thee. For the effrontery of thy rebellion, thine army and thou shall be thrown into the torture of hell in due course, a place that has been prepared by Yahweh for thy eternal recompense”.

He had called Luciferus by his true name, but now Luciferus had ceased listening. This battle could not possibly be over before it had begun. He stared at each of the Seraph in his presence. He was not afraid of them. From behind him, he heard Baal and the others. They were coming forth to fight till the very end. Just as well, for defeat held no hope of redemption for them.

The battle was joined again, this time decisively. The throne room behind the scene resonated with the spirit of Yahweh, but He did not honour this war with His presence, for He was greater than it.

Companies of rebel army fell as Zion shook to its foundation with the scale of battle. Luciferus cut down six of the seraphim before he lost his sword and Harp to Michael and his incredible speed of movement.

Everything went awry henceforth. The battle cries of sorrow erupted from the rebel army, as Michael and his angels pushed them backwards towards the fringe of Zion, expelling them into the great darkness. Michael bound Luciferus and threw him out personally. Yahweh’s anointing upon him had been greater than anything Luciferus had ever seen.

As Luciferus fell with his comrades sans his flaming sword and honour, he realized the meaning of his true  name and understood that Yahweh was truly Lord.

Amiinngrofl’akia. The One Who Chooses.

The six cherubim stayed in the trembling  Throne room, their zeal for the throne overtaking them and causing them to hunger for the battle outside. But the Lord held them back for His Spirit was in control.

And as I finished my account upon the fall of Luciferus and made to withdraw from the mind of God, it was given unto me to espy this Hell that was prepared for Luciferus and “his” angels.

I am concerned for Luciferus.

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53 comments on “Luciferus

  1. phantompages says:

    Goosebumps!!!! I could see the fight seen play out in my head like a Bleach anime! Satan being Aizen loool! As usual, impeccable language! As an afterthought, (not related to ur story btw) I wish Lucifer’s powers were collected before he got thrown down. I reckon Micha’el noticed too late and did the whole “Woe unto the inhabitants of the earth” speech. Then again, I doubt if he would have been able to take it away. Yahweh giveth and Yahweh taketh away after all. That’s by-the-by.
    Great work!

  2. Nate Oblivion says:

    I loved it!!! The language slayed me, and this take on the story is amazing.

  3. @edgothboy says:

    first, I have to say thanks for putting Asmodeus somewhere in there. One less thing to explain when Possession is finally put up. Secondly, come and wash my head now, that anointing should waste. Thirdly Nolly where are y’all at? Screenplays aplenty here. One word. Brilliance!

  4. @edgothboy says:

    *that anointing shouldn’t waste* see me gbagauning by omission LOOL!

  5. terdoh says:

    First off…this theme is gay.

    *Now going to read the post.*

  6. teekellz says:

    EKWE!!! You just have this way with words huh?? This is nicely done, the scene nicely depicted but I hope you remembered that you are writing from the mind of “Yahweh”, and we never had a chance to know how “He” felt concerning the rebellion…………………………….

    • Ekwe says:

      Yahweh is too powerful say anything about a matter that Michael can handle. he sent his angels to quell a rebellion. simple and short.

      • teekellz says:

        Aiit, not that I dnt get that, but the rebellion is not just any rebellion remember??? “Luciferous” is a favorite of “Yahweh”

      • And obviously, from the story, “The one who couldn’t grace such a battle with his presence” wasn’t surprised at all. In fact, from the way Ekwe Martin tells the story, it seems the ability to DECIDE to rebel was part of Lucifer’s unique qualities… I think. I hope I’m reading the story right.

      • …unique qualities as in, “The Creator” instilled it in him intentionally… a tendency for rebellion. This was probably done in order to enhance Lucifer’s ability as a leader since he would be doing it out of pure choice… just thinking. These things give me a headache. 🙂

  7. As usual, your choice of names is quite interesting.

    “Oriema” sounds like an Urhobo name. Then, I like the fact that you mentioned “Dagon” as one of Lucifer’s allies. Dagon was one of the Philistine gods during the time of Samson right?

    And Wow. This fight scene is very graphic. Just like “phantom pages”, I had the whole scene playing out graphically in my head like an animated movie.

    There is an error here: “Luciferus cut down six of the seraphim before he lost his sword and Harp to Michael and his incredibly speed of movement.”

    “And as I finished my account upon the fall of Luciferus and made to withdraw from the mind of God, it was given unto me to espy this Hell that was prepared for Luciferus and “his” angels.

    I am concerned for Luciferus.”

    Superb conclusion!

    Great story bro. I am trying so hard to criticize it. But it’s just really good.

  8. dipti (@barbie_deezy) says:

    I consider myself to be a dumb-blonde when it comes to creative writing such as this but I totally got & loved this one!!! Nice work

  9. TheManya says:

    Ekwe….This is Brilliant! The names,your weird and strangely appropriate way with words,the rebellion!!! Dude I got goosebumps from seein d scenes play out in my head….

  10. Beautifully done, a wonderful read

  11. nugwa says:

    “How had he appeared at the door unseen by the army? Luciferus realized Michael had moved like lightning as well. No faster…”
    I almost screamed when I read this part! Dude.. you dey write abeg! *Standing Ovation*

  12. @shettoo says:

    Ekwe!!! I really want to criticize the whole thing but unfortunately, The only thing to criticise is a typo that could have resulted from the “excitement”. Your use of words is exemplary beautiful and I think that is why it’s kinda “easy” for us readers to picture the whole scene. Thank you for this write up.

    Ofcourse the way you generated names just reconfirmed the thing I know about you: you are a very interesting idiot.

    @David your last comments triggered an arguement I always have with myself; “HE” knows everything but still gives us options even though “HE” knows what we will choose and yet “YET” still judges/wanna judge us. *sigh* *hope I’m not blaspheming sha*

    Pls pardon any error in this comment; blame it on the rush of blood to head. *smiles to my boss*

  13. MzLucyM says:

    Ok my 1st reaction was,dis is tooo looong! Buh I went over it agn, nd wow! Wt d heck goes on in your Head?dis is goooood!(y)

  14. nuttyqama says:

    The detail in this is nothing short of mesmerizing!

  15. Mz_Shadee says:

    My dear Ekwem, pls can u make ur stories shorter for those of us that have low attention span. Ur stories are great, but for me its kinda hard to read at once bcos of ur choice of words and little or no conversation. I liked the cat/baby story more.

  16. Genesis says:

    I actually read this post twice, then went back to read Mosadiel, then read this again…

    In Disbelief.

    In Awe.

    In Respect.

    Dude. This is stuff crafted from the very Essence of what Legend (not the Beer 😀 ) is made from.

    Having said that…. *drops scrubbing brush and dettol and persil* Hope You feel as washed as intended. Because Persil is kinda expensive nowadays :-D. ¯\..(•͡.̮ •͡ )../¯

  17. @Qurr says:

    Powerfully descriptive! Good job, man!!

    I began to really enjoy the post from this line downwards:
    “You were blameless in your ways from the day you were created till iniquity…”

    Kudos!

  18. thatifygirl says:

    Yeah, I have to do the slow clap thing here. This was NOT amazing as usual. This is your best story yet. I loved every detail. And that ending: I am concerned from Luciferus.” I got up from my bed to speak in tongues #NoJoke.
    And am I right in understanding that by that name, God created Lucifer like he did us (humans); with the ability to choose his path?
    Well done. Well done.
    Oh, when Lucifer is talking to Michael, I think he meant to say, “Begone,” not “bygone.”

  19. thatifygirl says:

    One more thing:
    Yo, this was awesome.

  20. Myne Whitman says:

    Ekwe, you must really have been in high places to write this, lol…

  21. Finally commenting.

    I liked this a lot! As you know, I adore angels in fiction and this was a solid addition to that genre. A few niggly things…only because I’m totally anal, but the story swept me along and I had to make sure I wasn’t in such a hurry to see what happened at the Throne Room that I missed out on important bits.

    I think this story is more accessible than Mosadiel was- the language is still very formal and oldworld but easier to read. I liked that. And I liked the bit about the name at the end…very inspired.

    Keep tagging me in this series! I’m a fan.

    Oh! One more thing. This was written wholly from Lucifer’s POV. Not a bad thing, but I’m curious as to how that tied in with our narrator writing from within the mind of Yahweh. Yes of course Yahweh was above something as petty as one of his creations rebelling, but I’d like a story telling us of how that first great betrayal made him feel….also there is nothing about Lucifer being envious of humans..I’m not sure and will go back to check, but wasn’t that one of the reasons given in Mosadiel for Lucifer’s defection? In any event, that’s an interesting theme I’d love love love if you explored…how Lucifer’s betrayal felt to Yahweh, how that betryal tied in with the creation of man..etc.

    x

    • Ekwe says:

      Humans had not been created when Lucifer rebelled. Man wasn’t an issue here at all. In Mosadiel,Mosadiel showed concern for what Lucifer would think of Man’s creation becos for the 12,000yrs between the rebellion and Creation…Lucifer was still the most perfect,albeit evil of all creation.

      In Mosadiel,humans had already been created. Mosadiel is not writing chronologically. This is his second ‘missive’. Mosadiel has written the account already in the heavenly records.he is just rewriting them as one who os reliving the past…and he happens to draw from his experience from writing from within the mind of Yahweh. Yahweh was reading Lucifer’s mind all along and thus mosadiel’s best bet at an unbias record was writing from lucifer’s point of view.

    • Ekwe says:

      Oh..forgot to add the part about yhwh. Well…really didnt want my readers to be familiar with God on that level. I hope to keep the thoughts of God private until perhaps I write a powerful narrative concerning the Throne-Room.

      Plus I had no idea what to tell you about God’s thot.Afterall he did know thst Lucifer would rebel. So no surprise there,only preparation.

  22. dbrizio says:

    Read d first paragraph when I was hungry, cldnt make heads or tails out of it….wanted to close the page but sumtin(dat thing in me that recognises excellent writing) held me back. So I jst finished reading it, and first of all Standing Ovation. This has to b d best thing I’ve read (that isn’t a book). Felt like I was reading Frank E. Perreti……no…..better.
    This is brilliant! Brilliant!! Aaaaargh!!!

    Okay now to my criticisms……are u kidding? I got none…..brilliant!!!

  23. rotimi shaba says:

    Really nice. This has got to be one of ma best reads dis month. Very graphic and nice, had me from the 2nd paragraph. If I may, d 1st paragraph was kinda…

  24. malota says:

    Lovely..just lovely. Got hooked from the beginning till the end. Eagerly waiting for new posts but why the *side eye* at afro this morning? :p

  25. malota says:

    Ya..are you sure you aint one of the scribes in revelation?

  26. OOkpoechi says:

    Love it! 😀

  27. loonathick says:

    Ok still thinking on a comment to leave and catching my breath at the same time this is not just brilliant and breathtaking, its a real masterpiece. dude pple like u make us not want to blog

  28. mayO says:

    Be like feem. Truly amazing writing there. *uses index n thumb 2 touch tip of facecap*

  29. AfroSays says:

    You know how something is written well but it’s not quite your flavour of alphabet soup?
    That’s me right now.
    The names though? Hian!

  30. kponja says:

    *speechless*

  31. KoKoCha says:

    Great writing. Didn’t enjoy the theme of the story, but that’s just me.

  32. terdoh says:

    Sielberg would do justice with this story.

  33. Tomboxe says:

    Martin you write your best when you take on things bigger than you. Keep at it. Cats? Meh! Village gods? Bleh! Angels? Whoop whoop! I’ve got customers waiting to be served. They can wait. This. Is good. As in… DOPE! And I’m not overstating it… I love it when I read and reach the end and want more, then realize it wasn’t as short as it felt – it was just awesome.
    MORE!

  34. Kemmiiii says:

    *weeping* See How I carried last.
    Anyway!! This is Beyond Awesome Mr. Ekwe. What else can I say? Write a novel.
    Beautiful writing. I loved the detail!! I could picture every single thing in my head!!
    More ink to your pen. Or battery to your laptop (y)

  35. @Tyrant24 says:

    I’m very sure there r some inaccuracies in thing, but I’ll get to them when I get time 2 read Revelation & some other books again.
    But overall goog work!

  36. awizii says:

    Seriously man, I really like your attention to detail in your stories. Amazing.

  37. The 13th Alchemist says:

    Interesting stuff.

    The theme is not one of my favorites even though I have written something (kinda) along these lines (which I don’t intend to publish anywhere)

    Still. A very captivating read and interesting style.

  38. 1. u always make me check d dictionary…(Ayam not proud of ds,but at least m learnin new words)
    2.Ds is just an awesome post. I luff.
    3.Awesome!

  39. @MzLoulette says:

    Unbelievable ending: ‘I am concerned..’ Lol! And now to read the other comments, as usual.

    • @MzLoulette says:

      Yeah, so everyone agrees with me. Brilliant tale. Fast-paced, had my imagination in hyper-drive..lol.. I’ve never been an epic/war/battle fan, but you handle the stories so well..*sigh*
      That his name though. I saw a ‘rofl’ there. Deliberate? Haha..

  40. Rezza says:

    OK. This is my favourite post. I’m a Seer: I read and/or listen to words and I see the images behind them.

    I like what I saw here. You have an amazing mind; I’d love to live in it. Don’t stop with the epic tales, abeg. This gift will make way for you.

    • Ekwe says:

      Thanks for your kind comment. This post was written so long ago, I am touched you still decided to comment. You may also like to check out cootales.wordpress.com Dats my life blog.

  41. […] is my favorite name for my fictional cherub. I have written about him on this blog here, here and […]

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