Renwar Vallée The Battle for the souls of Néarbi Town

Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.  —Ephesians 6:11(KJV) For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh: (For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds;) Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ; And having in a readiness to revenge all disobedience, when your obedience is fulfilled. (2 Cor. 10:3–6) In the early eighteenth century, in the land of Cantala, a few groups of witches migrated from Sancia to escape the persecution of the Sancian Church. The Sancian Church was formed after the resurrection of Christ. The teaching would follow on through his disciples offering the good news of repentance, as there was none in the grave, as we would come to find out. The witches’ groups infiltrated some of the churches that were formed in Sancia, others formed their own satanic church, and other witches cast spells, read palms, and had formed contracts with demons to do their bidding, while some lived in the wild, preferring to be free of any laws, whether it be man-made or the head witches’ decree. They only lived in the moment, not looking ahead, taking what they wanted in the now. Others of higher morale wanted to raise Satan to rule their land and would kidnap, men, women, and children from nearby villages, offering them as sacrifices. This went on for generations until the Sancian priesthood and evangelists learned of the heinous atrocities committed against the people of Sancian. A revolt was inevitable. As the witches feared no man, the Sancian priesthood and evangelists sent in only men of strong faith who would not fall prey to the witches’ beauty, tongue, or spells. They chose seven men who were found to be strong in faith whose shadows passed by the sick and dying and healed them instantly. They were called the Apostles. These mighty men of God would pray several times a day to keep constant communication with the Lord. They made the sacrifice of giving up all things of the flesh, always asking God to keep them from slipping as temptation was everywhere. The Apostles went into the witches’ territory, leading a small army of soldiers called Knights Templar who were there to help bound the witches so that they may be purged, burnt at the stake, and brought to justice. Each soldier was baptized and specially equipped with the armour of God. The men were surrounded by the angels of the Lord that came with them, not visible to the human eye. With each witch, the Knights Templar bound, prayed, cast out demons, and purged them. A few repented and wanted to follow Christ and were given mercy and grace, while other witches fled, not wanting to be free from the power of Satan. The rest that refused to be saved were bound and charged for their crimes against God and humanity and were also purged. The Apostles Seven Mighty Men of Christ (ASMMC) returned to the Sancian capital to renew their strength and report that the country had been cleansed of witchcraft and a small remnant had escaped to nearby countries. The head of the Sancian priesthood decreed that anyone offering asylum to witches would be committing treason against God and humanity and would receive the punishment befitting a witch. Neighbouring countries agreed to the decree, submitting to the request of the priesthood. As time passed by, a prophecy was passed on from generation to generation:   The blood of the Hitchcock bloodline shall raise a dragon born under a blue moon and shall open the portal for Lucifer to rise, and the world will be for him to take. Demons, witches, warlocks, and all foul creatures of the earth shall rule its inhabitants. There will be only one god—Lucifer—and he shall cast Christians and anyone that opposes him to be destroyed in the lake of fire. Néarbi Valley will be Lucifer’s headquarters, and the world will be his for the taking. Redemption will come when seven planets align, seven stars burn bright, and the moon turns blue. One young soul will help guide the town to the true light and the Savior of the world, Jesus Christ. A war for the souls of man will be in the balance as Satan and his demons try to e*****e the town and the world. Trials and tribulations will be burdened on man. The balance rests on the shoulders of the church and eight souls—the travellers, the reborn, the Nephilim, and the stranger—who must work together to defeat the dragon known as Logoás, formed by the dark sisters of one of the witches’ upper echelon. To defeat Satan, his legion of armies, and the occultist, the town and all who dwell therein need to work together and call upon God for salvation. They must also help spread the Word to other countries or have Satan rise and relocate to try again to gain a foothold in this world. Let it be known that the number 7 signifies completeness and perfection, and 8 means new beginnings. * * * One hundred years later . . . It was 1915 in the land of Cantala. This country was divided into three regions, North, South, and Middle Quarters, also known as Néarbi Valley. The dark witches and warlocks lived in the North, while the light lived in the South, and the humans lived in Néarbi Valley. The land was filled with lush green trees and beautiful, breathtaking views. The air was crisp, clear, and clean. It was an inviting haven for wanderers that got lost in its beauty and surrounding historic sites but was deadly for those that ventured too far north, as they were never seen or heard from again. The humans lived in constant fear of becoming human sacrifices to witches and warlocks that dwelled in the surrounding areas. With a population of 1,150 humans, a figure that continued to decrease each time there was a celestial eclipse, some humans would gather with their loved ones and pray that they would be safe for another day, while some would try to fight the demons that threatened to take their lives or their families. In this quiet country, a battle between good and evil had been fought for generations, each side hoping that victory would one day be theirs. There were two major types of witches and warlocks (as one would already know), light and dark, and their added power was called influence. Witches were pulled over either to the darker or lighter side due to the intensity of their influence, measured by degrees completing a circle. There were many witches that thrived in the land of Cantala, but out of all of them, only four major bloodlines held high powers in the witches’ upper echelon. The Hitchcock’s, the Farfo’s, the Saunders’s, and the Degrees family were known throughout the land of Cantala for their witchcraft and sorcery, some being of light, some of the dark. No witch or warlock on either side was able to complete a full turn, or so it was said. But there were tales that said if a darker witch were to succumb to their influence, then that witch would be consumed by darkness from the depths of Lucifer’s crypt as another of his controlled generals, seeking more influenced witches for his pleasure, while on the lighter side of witches, once consumed by the influence of blinding light from the solar eclipse and subtleness of the blue moon, they would complete their degree as powerful of witches, as light would dispel the darkness in any take, or so the saying was. These witches and warlocks of pure descent, whether light or dark, were said to be crafted. The ongoing generations would enhance each newborn beautifully, and only a glowing difference at the peak of their full influence, by completing the zodiac degree, would turn, with each degree intensifying the summoners or occultist’s influence, thus increasing abilities. Only a few purebloods ever attained this height of power, pureblood meaning both parents were witches and warlocks, not just any witches and warlocks, of the four factions. As word had spread to other countries that a powerful coven of witches was in Cantala and were free to do as they pleased without restrictions, witches and wizards of other countries travelled far and wide to join them. * * * It was a lunar eclipse, and three of the four powerful witches’ factions’ elders gathered to bring the new hell on earth, the Hitchcock bloodline leading the ritual. The Farfos and Saunders were next in line to lead as they would be generals when Lucifer would rise this night. “Mama, look. The moon is bleeding,” shouted five-year-old Anna Hitchcock as she looked out the white glass window of the eccentric little cottage to witness her first blood moon. “No, baby, that is one of the celestial eclipses, a blue moon,” Mrs. Hitchcock replied as she walked over to pick up little Anna in her arms. “But the moon is red, not blue, Mama,” Anna said, stretching to touch the fleeting, pretty colours. “It has many names, my child, but this one serves our kind,” Mrs. Hitchcock replied. “What’s an eclipse?” Sáphire asked, watching the shades of brilliant reds and many shades of bright oranges fill the night sky. “Well, it’s when the Earth completely blocks direct sunlight from reaching the moon. This is when we are most powerful,” replied Mr. Hitchcock. “So, we have superpowers now, Mama?” Anna asked, flexing her little fingers for show. “Yes, little one. Our powers are influenced by the lunar eclipse, of which the three celestial bodies we use to increase our powers, and every, one hundred years, the celestial bodies align with seven planets and stars that make it the perfect day to fulfil our prophecy,” Mrs. Hitchcock replied while showing Anna her hand producing multiple colours that danced before her smiling daughter, who was trying to catch the elusive lights. At the knock on the door, Mrs. Hitchcock ended the magic light show and went to see who it was, leaving Anna to pout at the abrupt end of the show. “There is something very important your mother and I need to do with the elders in the town. I need you, girls, to stay home and keep the doors locked,” Mr. Hitchcock said as his wife nodded at him when she returned from the front door. “Why, Papa? And what’s a prophecy? Why can’t we come with you and Mama? We promise to be good,” Sáphire whined. “We want you to be safe. Once everything is ready, we will return for both of you,” Mrs. Hitchcock replied. “Now, hug your mama and papa and go to bed.” “I still don’t know what a prophecy is,” Sáphire said as she hugged her parents. “All will be revealed in time, little one. Later, I will explain everything,” Mrs. Hitchcock said. As the girls pleaded with their parents to let them join the elders, they waved good-bye then locked the girls in by casting a spell as they left. Sáphire, wanting to follow their parents, convinced Anna to follow her; however, Anna would not leave without her favourite doll in her possession. Knowing she couldn’t leave Anna by herself, Sáphire then ordered Anna to fetch her doll. As Sáphire tried to open the door to their cottage, there was a thin light that began to peek underneath it. As suspense pierced through her heart, the door opened. Sáphire, holding Anna’s hand, swallowed hard then took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and stepped through the door. As she opened her eyes to see the great outdoors, she realized she was in the same position, as if they hadn’t moved. They made several attempts to escape their prison home before trying the windows, and the same thing happened. Cursing her parents for locking them inside, Sáphire finally gave up out of exhaustion, and both girls went to bed, falling asleep in their outdoor clothes. * * *