Soul Factory The End: Part 1 of 3

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Soul Factory


Introduction


The wind whipped the lush trees back and forth. An overcast sky hung overbearingly in the sky, threatening rain. The suburban neighborhood looked bleak, desolate and plain. It’s white, cookie cutter houses looked gray and dull. No cars sat on the street, not a soul was to be found in the whole neighborhood. Thunder rumbled off in the distance. Gray spots began to fleck the sidewalk. It began to rain. The clouds swirled madly. A gaping black maw began to form in the clouds. Then they began to pour out of the pitch black hole and time itself stopped in awe.

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Chapter 1

I’m beginning to wonder if I should include irony on my resume. To start things off, I’m sitting in a Boeing 747 30,000 feet in the sky. I hate flying. The planes crowded. I hate people. I’m being crushed into my window seat by a morbidly obese middle-aged woman. I’m claustrophobic. Every ten seconds or so a small child is kicking the back of my seat. I hate kids. To top it all off, in my carry-on is the most important document ever printed, and I’m trying to rush it to some world leader to avoid total global obliteration. I hate responsibility.

Fat lady shifts in her seat squishing me against the window as if she wants to shove me out of it. I have had to go to the bathroom for about an hour now, but I am afraid that I won’t be actually able to squeeze out past the cellulite sentry. What I do have is my laptop on which to write my thoughts, though it is getting hard to type with my elbow tucked at a forty five degree angle to my body. I figure if this is the end of the world I might as well try to tell my story. My computer’s clock says six more hours until landing. I have five and a half until the world ends. A sigh of exasperation would be redundant.
Perhaps, as they say, I should begin at the beginning.
I hate clichés.

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In order to understand the exact characteristics of this situation you have to be informed that most everything you believe in is wrong. Sorry to burst your bubble, but it had to be said.

Most people believe in an afterlife. That’s where they get it right. Most people believe that your experience in the afterlife is directly related to choices made while living. Their wrong. When a person dies their “soul�, or rather a collective pattern of electrical synapses that have been created through genetics and life experience, are passed through a paper-thin dimensional barrier. This is all natural and somewhat instinctive for a person’s consciousness to do and if this was all that happened everything would be fine and I wouldn’t be sitting here writing this.

The dimension is, of course, very different than ours and life there consists of beings made entirely of energy. In this dimension, as on Earth, there are different beings that fulfill different niches and have different roles in order to keep the ecosystem functional. Several species of these creatures are intelligent, and even have their own societies and interspecies relationships. People on Earth actually know a couple of these beings. We call them Angels and Demons. For very good reasons actually. Eons and eons ago Angels emerged in their dimension, they achieved intelligence quite quickly and generally drifted around absorbing energy spilling into their realm from other dimensions. The Angels were and incredibly long lived race their lifespan measured in eons. Angels were also a generally peaceable race, not having any real competition, they focused most of their time on understanding the universe around them. They became aware of other dimensions and that the energy they consumed was overflowing energy from these dimensions. The Angels became aware of several dimensions with other intelligent beings in them. What surprised the Angels was that the beings in one dimension had surprising amounts of energy stored inside them. Us humans call the energy souls.

The Angels decided that this discovery warranted further study so they found a way to manipulate dimensional fabric in order for them to travel between dimensions. They found Earth. The Angels discovered that the type of energy humans stored could be consumed. However humans only released this energy when they left their corporeal bodies, retaining the “life pattern� where it floated away to parts unknown. The scientists reported that human energy could give Angels incredible power, however, to obtain the energy it would mean the destruction of a human soul, which carried all of a humans life pattern. The Angels, living up to their name, decided to leave the humans alone. However, as time passed some Angels lusted after the power that only a human soul could grant them. However the Angel leaders would not concede to the harvesting of another race for power. The power hungry Angels decided to form their own society separate from the other Angels, this was the birth of Demons.

The Demons and Angels fought a million year war over human souls. The Demons, driven by an insatiable lust for power, finally beat the Angels. This was about forty years ago.

Where do I fit in exactly? Well the Demons needed to collect human souls right? So years ago, Demon ambassadors came to see the leaders of the world’s major nations. They wanted a deal. Realizing that in order to have a steady food supply the human race still needed to prosper, they offered the leaders of the nations a deal. In exchange for not just coming and subduing humanity, they needed a steady string of souls to be delivered. Our fair leaders decided to form a multi-national “peacekeeping� entity to work behind the scenes as an instigator in civil, religious, territorial and any more types of conflicts that are usually solved with bloodshed. Meet the United Nations. The United Nations needed an ambassador to the Demons. Meet me. Hello, I am Michael Ricon. My official title is Ambassador to Demoncia.

To be cont...