At the age of eighteen Lucien entered priesthood in Avignon through his counsel Pope Francis.
“ Your life would never be the same as you were in the secular world” Pope Francis said.
“ I know and I have been prepared to realize the life of being a servant to God and the people” Lucien replied.
“ I believe you are destined to become a servant who deserves to serve all.”
As they walked through the stairs, the Pope showed Lucien the congregational prayer room and they walked towards his personal living room.
“ I know you will love the serenity of your environment in your daily reflections.” the Pope urged.
“ As I see it in your eyes, the thoughts and deeds of a servant are embedded in your heart. In the same way that your deceased father was, but ..” the Pope said.
“ But what? Did you know about my deceased father?” he curiously asked.
“ Yes. I have been a close confidant of your parents for a long time. I know your parents won’t let your days pass without revealing who you really are.”
“ Your father was Pope Stephanus who had a meaningful past. “
“ What meaningful past? May you cite something about his past life?”
“ No. Not now. It’s a long story that it may occupy your day’s work.”
“ I hope to see that day your holiness”
“ Anyway, let’s not bring those days back. It’s your time to know your path in your chosen career.”
In no specific time the dwelling spirit would hint Lucien in the convent and signified its presence before him. Its manifestation would show its force by slamming the door, dropping things from the table and altar and the apparent words that sounded obscurely to his ears. And yet, Lucien did not show fear but he comprehended it was trying to relay a message for him.
“ What is it that you want ? “ he would ask.
In the convent, the spirit-dweller would tend to isolate him from the rest of his colleagues prompting Lucien to confine himself and express his agitation. “ Why keep dwelling and following me ? What really are you ?”
After a few years in the house of Papacy Lucien became a Cardinal while in the palace, the old king Kadziel and queen Moraiza had decided to transfer the crown to Raphael as the new king of France.
And as an ancestral tradition, Raphael was crowned by Pope Francis in the presence of all distinguished people in society and the Papacy from Avignon. Cardinal Lucien was present and witnessed the coronation of his half-brother.
On the celebrated coronation Raphael was to be king of France. He was crowned as King Henry, the Warrior of France.
“ Raphael, since you’re the newly-crowned king of France I bestow upon you the responsibility as a sovereign king of the people of France. Receive this saber as a heritage and symbol where France’s history of triumph from our enemies is written from generation to generation to come.” Kadziel pronounced.
“ Father, I accept this responsibility as king of France and this sword that I will use against those who would try to trample the sovereign kingdom of France from this day and as long as I live in the name of God and in service and love for our nation.” Raphael replied.
“ Hail to the king! Hail to king Henry of France ! Hail to the Warrior King of France! ” Pope Francis exclaimed.
As a gesture of support and felicitation Lucien hugged Raphael, likewise, the old queen Moraiza was approached by Raphael and hugged her.
“ My love and hope in your success as a king, my son” Moraiza said.
“ Yes mother. I will follow my father’s footsteps” he replied.
“ I wish you luck and success as a king, brother” Lucien said.
“ I wish you, too. Brother Cardinal.” He said.
The secret behind Bajal’s death was not known to anyone since the time he plunged into the cliff. His carcass was gone but his spirit was slowly dragged down by a dark angel into the dark prison.
“ No! It’s not my time yet. Don’t drag me down! He shouted.
“ Your body has been seriously damaged, so your heart. Since you’re devil, your destiny is the prison cell beneath” the dark angel explained.
“ I am Satan’s emissary and I have a mission!”
“ No! Once dead you’re dead!”
Bajal held on to the walls as he was being pulled down. It produced lines and scratches on the walls .
The dark angel was amazed by his extraordinary strength that it gave him a burden that required extra effort to pull him down.
“ You are an extra ordinary cohort . Who are you? “ he said.
“ I told you I am Bajal. Satan’s emissary.”
The dark angel paused for awhile and heard a voice.
“ Give him a chance dark angel. He’s not yet done”
“ As you wish my Lord” he obeyed.
“ Bajal ! If you fail the second time there is no more chance for you!” warned Satan.
“ Yes my Lord, promise” . Bajal quickly crept up as the dark angel released him.
Bajal’s dark spirit walked on top of the earth unseen by humans. He spread his wings to fly from one place to another.
He dwelt among men and sought Moraiza and Kadziel in their palace.
“ My Queen is old as the Warrior King is older that he could no longer ride a horse now” he sighed.
Bajal made a goblet of wine drop on the floor that stunned Moraiza. Moraiza was obviously surprised and somewhat scared.
“ Who was it?” She asked as she picked the goblet.
She stayed away and went to the room of Kadziel.
“ This is a beautiful fortress and a bastion of their sovereignty”
He later saw the approaching crowned king Raphael and his army staff.
“ His majesty, King Henry, the Warrior. A young aggressive and strong king”
“ But where is my son?”
Bajal flew out of the palace and started his journey up in the air and in the land in search of his son. But he flew back in order to hear some information from them to lead them the whereabouts of his son.
“ I know she bore my son. I believe that seeds became into being” he said.
He stayed in the palace for awhile to hear some information. Kadziel would go out of his room with Moraiza while Raphael was waiting for them.
“ Where are they going?” he asked himself.
“ My brother Cardinal would be waiting for our arrival” Raphael said.
“ Would Pope Francis officiating the mass?” asked Moraiza.
“ Yes. My Queen Mother” replied Raphael.
“ Yes. They’re attending the mass” Bajal said.
They rode on a coach while being escorted by Raphael and his command. Bajal just followed them until they reached the Cathedral.
The cathedral was glamorously decorated as there were already plenty of people that arrived.
“ What is being celebrated here?” Bajal asked.
Later, the bride arrived and welcomed by the first family. The groom was Raphael who was getting married at that time.
They marched to the altar where Pope Francis would be officiating the wedding mass.
Bajal stayed near the door where he could view them all. Later, when the mass was on-going Lucien appeared to assist the Pope.
“ Who is that young fellow in Cardinal’s habit ? ” He asked.
He followed through until the wedding was over.
“ Mom, I am happy with my brother’s wedding. May they enjoy a married life.” Lucien said to Moraiza.
“ Yes. You will go with Pope Francis back to Avignon.” Moraiza said.
“ Take care of yourself and be in good faith” Kadziel said.
“ Yes. Father.”
“ So long my king and queen back to Avignon. “ Pope Francis said.
“ He is my seed, my son” Bajal said.
Bajal went with them as they traveled back to Avignon, France, where the Papacy was located.
“ My son has followed my footsteps. �
� Bajal sighed.
“ Good night your holiness” Lucien said.
“ Have a sweet sleep Cardinal” Pope Francis replied.
Bajal stayed in the corner and waited for awhile. Lucien went to the altar and knelt down for an evening prayer.
Bajal would signify his presence by moving the crucifix in front of the altar.
Lucien would notice the strange movement but would ignore it believing in his good faith in the Lord. However, when he felt that it was no extraordinary occurrence he would chant when already fret.
“ Whoever you are I am commanding you to get lost in the name of the Lord ! ” he exclaimed.
At times when he was conferring with other Cardinals cohabiting the house of papacy he would not avoid telling them strange occurrences.
“ I just can’t believe it is happening to me. Something strange would always occur in my altar when I am conducting my intercessory prayer” he said.
“ That’s so strange brother. I’ve never heard that kind of phenomenon ever since I became a Cardinal. I stayed here for more than twenty years now but I never encountered such a strange thing.” His associate said.
“ I guess you need some more intense prayer and search for yourself what must be lacking” said the other one.
“ I just don’t know. I have all the prayers but I don’t know what keeps that thing to be bothering me.” He replied.
“ Try to find out what that unseen thing is and try to know what it wants from you” said the second Cardinal.
Lucien had to be emotionally ready to face any eventuality during his prayer time. Again, when he looked at the eyes of the crucified image it gave him an illusionary sight. The eyes were moving and scared as supposed to be he quickly stood up and stepped back while his eyes on it. He saw a human shadow behind it and he heard a voice.
“ Lucien, Lucien, don’t be scared”
In a faltering voice he courageously stood still “ Who are you?
“ I am your father, your dead father ”
“ You’re dead for a long time, what do you want?”
“ I want you to continue my unfinished mission”
“ What mission?”
“ To avenge my death. Your step father killed me because of your mom”
“ No ! Away from me ! Get lost ! You’re a liar and a devil ! “
Lucien turned back and walked briskly out of his room. He approached Pope Francis and revealed the bizarre communication with the dark shadow
“ We must go to Paris tomorrow morning to confer this strange issue to your parents” Pope Francis said.
“ I believe that devil won’t stop until he has fulfilled his mission. “
“ If ever he is the evil of Bajal, your father he is back for evil purpose.” The Pope said.
“ Why was he doing it?” Lucien asked.
“ Bajal had a long story. A dark record of being a Pope”
“ I know your parents won’t reveal it to you for now until you have encountered that circumstance you experienced.”
11
Soon they boarded the coach and headed to Paris with convoy of cavaliers of the Italian Royal Guards. However, beyond their knowledge Bajal had been following them on their way.
“ The dark story of your father has not been revealed to you but this is the right time you must know about him” Pope Francis explained.
“ What kind of a person was he?” asked Lucien.
“ You may not believe me. You might be shocked if you will know that your father was a devil’s advocate. He was Satan’s worshipper. He became a monster, a werewolf that killed humans.”
“ I am sorry to tell you but your father became a Pope and a king of Italian kingdom but with several infirmities .He bribed his colleagues in a conclave to elect him. He was allegedly been accused of poisoning King Louis I of France that night but Pope Stephanus, his brother was mistakenly accused. He could no longer be summoned for re-trial because he had gone on a war and got away.”
“ What happened next?”
“ Because of his love for Lady Moraiza, your mom, he abducted her with Raphael and brought them to the woods where they were ensued by king Louis and his forces.” He added.
“ On the woods they were overpowered and your father was killed and fell into the cliff with an embedded sword in his body”
“ Now, I believed that he has been resurrected to avenge.” The Pope added.
Bajal hitched on the coach until they arrived in Paris. Immediately, in the palace, Kadziel and Moraiza were surprised when they saw them arrived.
“ Strange things have been disturbing Lucien. He has been haunted by the evil of Bajal.” the Pope said.
“ What strange things?” Kadziel asked.
“The evil of Bajal is back and has been talking with Lucien and said that he would avenge is death. I have told Lucien the story, Don’t worry he understands everything now. “ the Pope added.
“ He is really a devil. What shall we do now?” Moraiza asked.
“ We have to be vigilant. Prayer is the only weapon for an evil like him” Kadziel said.
“ I will have to conduct intercessory prayers in the house to drive him out of the house” the Pope insinuated.
“ Stay here Lucien for the time being until we have driven him away.” Kadziel asked.
“ I will do that father.” Lucien replied.
“ I will not stay any longer and I have to be back” the Pope said.
Bajal was still in the coach and just waiting for the Pope to be back. While on their speedy trek along the high way to Avignon.
Bajal distracted one of the horses that was pulling the coach which caused one of the wheels to go off direction and stumbled to a hunch.
The coach slammed into the tree that caused its destruction and killed Pope Francis The escorts brought him to the nearest nursing or hospital where he could be treated but was pronounced dead. They brought him back to Avignon in a casket. They sent an emissary back to Paris to tell about the accident.
“ This has been the manifestation of Bajal’s evil works.” Kadziel sighed.
“ I will go back to Avignon. The Pope’s replacement will be conferred by the conclave as soon as possible.” asked Lucien.
“ It will be risky for you Lucien. Bajal’s evil is lurking everyone of us.” Moraiza urged.
Raphael arrived and was surprised about Lucien’s presence in the palace. Their parents explained things to him. Raphael drew out his sword.
“ Bring this sword with you. This may help you in your struggle against his evil.”
“ What can a sword do with the unseen enemy?” asked Lucien.
“ With prayer and petition bring this sword that it may be an instrument to kill the evil. Just try and see if it will work” said Kadziel.
“ Take it with you Lucien when you leave tomorrow. There is nothing wrong with it” Moraiza said.
Lucien paused for a moment and looked at them.
“ Okay, let me take it and use this against the evil spirit. But I believe only a spirit can conquer a spirit.” Lucien said.
When it was dark Bajal started to manifest and started his evil work. In his contemplation Lucien knelt into the altar as Bajal began to talk .
“ You must obey me, Lucien, I am your father. Kill that one that killed your father” he urged.
Lucien was stunned. “ No! Get lost ! Leave me alone !”
“ Lucien, take your sword and kill your step father who killed me, Lucien” he continued.
“ In the name of Jesus get lost !” he chanted.
But Bajal did not heed and yet became even more persistent in chanting words that went through Lucien’s mind.
Lucien closed his ears as chanted a words of prayers. The voice of the dark spirit was so powerful and bewitching like deafening sound that made Lucien to faint.
Lucien fell down and lost consciousness. As Bajal continued to chant.
“ Do it Lucien, Do it !”
A few moments when he
lost consciousness, Lucien opened his eyes . He looked around as if he were not himself.
He was like bewitched by the monotonous words that kept buzzing his ears.
He stood up and silently walked to his bedroom. He sight was nailed to the sword given to him. The voice whispered and urged him.
“ Take it . Take it. “
Slowly he took the sword from its holster. And out of his normal mind without winking a eye he stepped out of his room.
His feet were leading him to the bedroom of Kadziel and Moraiza.
He gripped the door knob and slowly squeezed it opened. He made a few steps towards the sleeping Kadziel. Unnoticeably, his right knee hit the leg of a table that created a slight noise.
However, Moraiza had a shallow slumber that the slightest sound it created went exactly into her ears. She was awaken and stunning looked at Lucien.
“ No ! Lucien, No ! Don’t do that ! ” she exclaimed.
Moraiza was able to jiggle Kadziel who was deeply unconscious in his slumber. Later, Kadziel was awaken when Moraiza cried out.
“ Don’t do that Lucien, No !” Kadziel warned.
“ He is out of his mind.” Moraiza cried.
Kadziel and Moraiza stepped down from the bed and found a corner to shield themselves while a silent Lucien slowly walked forward to them with the sword aimed at them.
“ Lucien ! Lucien ! Listen to us. Be yourself ! Wake up !” Moraiza shouted.
Suddenly the dark shadow of Bajal appeared behind Lucien.
“ Go, Lucien kill them ! ” Bajal urged.
Lucien was still bewitched continued to walk slowly trying to grasp his consciousness. Bajal being visible as dark shadow condemn Kadziel and Moraiza.
“ Why push your son into pit of darkness? Leave him alone ! “ Kadziel shouted.
“ He is the realization of my unfinished mission against you and to the world ! “ Bajal shouted.
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