#prophecies of God's judgments

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Judgment on Israel's Neighbors

1 The words of Amos be these, that was in the shepherds’ things of Tekoa, which he saw on Israel, in the days of Uzziah, that is, Azariah, king of Judah, and in the days of Jeroboam, son of Jehoash , king of Israel, before two years of the earth-moving. (These be the words of Amos, a shepherd from Tekoa, what he said about Israel, in the days of Uzziah, the king of Judah, and in the days of Jeroboam, the son of Jehoash, the king of Israel, two years before the earthquake.)

2 And he said, The Lord shall roar from Zion, and shall give his voice from Jerusalem; and the fair things of shepherds mourned, and the top of Carmel was made dry (and the pastures of the shepherds were parched, and the top of Mount Carmel was made dry).

3 The Lord saith these things, On three great trespasses of Damascus, and on four, I shall not convert it, for it threshed Gilead in iron wains. (The Lord saith these things, For the three great trespasses of Damascus, and for the fourth, I shall not turn away their punishment, for they carved, or sliced, up the people of Gilead with iron wagons, or with iron sleds.)

4 And I shall send fire into the house of Hazael, and it shall devour the houses of Benhadad.

5 And I shall all-break the bar(s), [or locks,] of Damascus, and I shall lose a dweller from the field of idol, and him that holdeth the sceptre from the house of lust and of lechery; and the people of Syria shall be translated to Kir, saith the Lord. (And I shall altogether break the locks of Damascus, and I shall destroy the inhabitants of the field of Aven, and him who holdeth the sceptre of the house of Eden; and the people of Syria, or of Aram, shall be carried away captive to Kir, saith the Lord.)

6 And the Lord saith these things, On three great trespasses of Gaza, and on four, I shall not convert it, for it translated perfect captivity, to close that together in Idumea. (And the Lord saith these things, For the three great trespasses of Gaza, and for the fourth, I shall not turn away their punishment, for they carried away their Israelite captives, and delivered up, or sold, them to Edom.)

7 And I shall send fire into the wall of Gaza, and it shall devour the houses thereof. (And I shall send fire onto the city walls of Gaza, and it shall devour the houses there.)

8 And I shall lose the dwellers of Ashdod, and him that holdeth the sceptre of Ashkelon; and I shall turn mine hand on Ekron, and the remnants of Philistines shall perish, saith the Lord God. (And I shall destroy the inhabitants of Ashdod, and him who holdeth the sceptre of Ashkelon; and I shall turn my hand against Ekron, and the remnants of the Philistines shall perish, saith the Lord God.)

9 The Lord God saith these things, On three great trespasses of Tyre, and on four, I shall not convert it, for they closed together perfect captivity in Idumea, and had not mind on the bond of peace of brethren. (The Lord God saith these things, For the three great trespasses of Tyre, and for the fourth, I shall not turn away their punishment, for they delivered up, or sold, their Israelite captives to Edom, and did not remember their covenant with their kinsmen.)

10 And I shall send fire into the wall of Tyre, and it shall devour the houses thereof. (And I shall send fire onto the city walls of Gaza, and it shall devour the houses there.)

11 The Lord saith these things, On three great trespasses of Edom, and on four, I shall not convert it, for it pursued by sword his brother, and defouled the mercy of him, and poured further his strong vengeance, and kept his indignation till into without end. (The Lord saith these things, For the three great trespasses of Edom, and for the fourth, I shall not turn away their punishment, for they pursued their own kinsmen with swords, and defiled their own mercy/and gave them no mercy, and poured out more of their strong vengeance, and kept their indignation kindled forevermore.)

12 And I shall send fire into Teman, and it shall devour the houses of Bozrah.

13 The Lord saith these things, On three great trespasses of the sons of Ammon, and on four, I shall not convert him, for he carved the women with child of Gilead, for to alarge his term. (The Lord saith these things, For the three great trespasses of Ammon, and for the fourth, I shall not turn away their punishment, for they carved up the women with child in Gilead, in order to enlarge their boundaries.)

14 And I shall kindle fire in the wall of Rabbah, and it shall devour the houses thereof, in yelling in the day of battle, and in whirlwind in the day of moving together. (And I shall send fire onto the city walls of Rabbah, and it shall devour its houses, and there shall be shouting on the day of battle, and in the great moving, or in the tumult, on the day of the whirlwind.)

15 And Malcham shall go into captivity, he and his princes together, saith the Lord. (And their king shall go into captivity, he and his leaders together, saith the Lord.) — Amos 1 | Wycliffe's Bible (WYC) The Wycliffe Bible is in the public domain. Cross References: Deuteronomy 3:11; 1 Samuel 6:17; 2 Samuel 11:1; 2 Samuel 14:2; 1 Kings 20:1; 2 Kings 6:24; 2 Kings 10:33; 2 Kings 13:7; 2 Kings 14:23; 2 Kings 15:16; 2 Kings 16:9; 2 Chronicles 26:6; Psalm 46:6; Psalm 81:14; Isaiah 5:8; Isaiah 14:29; Isaiah 22:6; Isaiah 34:5; Isaiah 42:13; Isaiah 63:1; Jeremiah 47:4-5; Jeremiah 49:3; Ezekiel 25:7; Ezekiel 26:4; Ezekiel 30:8; Matthew 11:21-22; Luke 10:13-14

[lettersfromgod]

"Behold, all shall be moved from their places, that the eyes of the prideful might be opened and the ears of the arrogant unstopped, that all might repent and return to Me! Therefore watch! For the time has come for the will of God to be made manifest, for the earth to tremble and quake, to spew its fervent heat! Now is the time for signs in the heavens above and in the earth beneath, for the judgments of God to be poured out, for the wrath of God to fall from Heaven!

Therefore, come out from among them, And take refuge in Me…

For I am your only shelter, Your only sanctuary from the storm…

Says The Holy One of Israel."

📖 Excerpt from: https://www.thevolumesoftruth.com/The_Signs_of_the_Coming_of_The_Son_of_Man

▶ Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rktIJyyOElY&list=PLE8FlkxQPQkNhyk7QOplwIcW788ErwTRh&index=21

[delightintheway]

*Video!* THE SIGNS OF THE COMING OF THE SON OF MAN -> -> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rktIJyyOElY&list=PLE8FlkxQPQkNhyk7QOplwIcW788ErwTRh&index=21 <- <- "Behold, all shall be moved from their places, that the eyes of the prideful might be opened and the ears of the arrogant unstopped, that all might repent and return to Me! Therefore watch! For the time has come for the will of God to be made manifest, for the earth to tremble and quake, to spew its fervent heat! Now is the time for signs in the heavens above and in the earth beneath, for the judgments of God to be poured out, for the wrath of God to fall from Heaven!

Therefore, come out from among them, And take refuge in Me…

For I am your only shelter, Your only sanctuary from the storm…

Says The Holy One of Israel."

Excerpt from: https://www.thevolumesoftruth.com/The_Signs_of_the_Coming_of_The_Son_of_Man

[pastorhogg]

When Prophets Weep and Kings Fall

Thru the Bible in a Year Reading: 2 Kings 8–9 It’s tempting to breeze through the kings and prophets of the Old Testament without really stopping to let their lives sink in. After all, so many names, battles, and shifting thrones can feel like a blur. But when we pause in 2 Kings 8 and 9, we find moments that pierce the heart—because they reflect God’s justice, sorrow, and providence all in one…

[bvthomas]

The DEEDS John Knew: A Messiah REVEALED in Mercy 

Why Jesus Answered with Actions, Not Armies Opening: The Spark in the Quiet I was mulling over Matthew 11 in my quiet time when Jesus’ words jumped out: “Go and tell John what you hear and see.” Why those specific deeds—blind seeing, lame walking, dead rising? It got me wondering—what did John already know about the Messiah? The question wouldn’t let go. Here was John the Baptist, the thundering…

[theimaginationstationpodcast]

The War of Dragon Kings: Clash of Viking Rivals & Mythical Destiny

In ancient Denmark, Viking kings Ragnar the Mighty and Hakon the Wise wage war over a divine prophecy: the dragon’s heart, a god-forged artifact guarded by the legendary dragon Fafnir. Fueled by ambition and loyalty, they endure trials of strength, wisdom, and courage to claim ultimate power. As shadows of chaos rise, their rivalry faces divine judgment—and a threat that could shatter their…

[kdmiller55]

You Can Count On God

1 Again I lifted my eyes and saw, and behold, four chariots came out from between two mountains. And the mountains were mountains of bronze. 2 The first chariot had red horses, the second black horses, 3 the third white horses, and the fourth chariot dappled horses—all of them strong. 4 Then I answered and said to the angel who talked with me, “What are these, my lord?” 5 And the angel answered…

[heartofashepherd]

The Sixth and Seventh Seals of the Apocalypse (Revelation 7-8) – from ww...

[lettersfromgod]

"Thus says The Lord: Did you think My wrath would tarry forever? Did you think My judgment sleeps? Are My eyes closed to all these atrocities committed upon the earth, day and night without ceasing?! Are My ears also stopped from hearing? Lo, I have seen and I have heard!… My face draws near to this earth, My eyes are filled with fire and fury! My forehead wrinkles and is set hard against you, O inhabitants of the earth, for it is time! It is time to shake the cities of men by measure, and to bring up wrath from beneath! City by city shall be punished, one here and another there! Behold, it shall come upon them suddenly, and men shall fear, and with great perplexity shall their hearts fail; a great trembling shall now come upon all people!… THE TERROR OF THE LORD IS AT HAND![1] It shall come in swiftly, and you shall not know from where it shall come! It shall come upon city after city without warning, for I have caused the earth to become angry! Lo, the depths of the earth tremble at My nearness, and soon this planet shall rage!… It shall rage against you, O deceitful generation! It shall devour and consume this generation, scouring from the earth all man has made! The Scriptures do not lie! And My prophets speak, yet the people refuse to hear; they will not listen! Even My own people will not believe! Yet their belief is not at all required. For My will is set and can in no wise be turned back. The truth of My Word stands; it speaks throughout the generations and echoes throughout eternity! For I am The Lord, YAHUWAH, I am EL Shaddai, and I shall surely perform all I have spoken! I shall not cease, nor relent, nor shall I be turned back from My purpose!… The kingdoms of men must die, and the evil of men must be destroyed; all must be wiped away!"

⬆ Isaiah 2:19 (NKJV)

📖 Excerpt from "The Glory of Men Must Die": https://www.thevolumesoftruth.com/The_Glory_of_Men_Must_Die

▶ Two Part Video Series (with voice over): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQUHWgyx-Ro&list=PL6D1BC949E9840878&index=7

[kingdomassociate]

Hear the Holy Spirit

The word of Jesus Christ.“Nevertheless I tell you the truth. It is to your advantage that I go away; for if I do not go away, the Helper will not come to you; but if I depart, I will send Him to you. And when He has come, He will convict the world of sin, and of righteousness, and of judgment: of sin, because they do not believe in Me; of righteousness, because I go to My Father and you see Me no…

[ryanranney]

Assembly of the Hand

If even an eye could see the mystery of peace for a glance would it not know the settling heart? Whereas the idleness of words betray our senses so too are the words of the prophets for another cause I have seen her with the scale balanced wished to give standing upon the world of the dead knowing it is they who shall rise not knowing the time for all prophets are of another time I have seen him…

[bvthomas]

TWO Comings, ONE Reckoning: Christ’s Glory IGNITES the Earth FROM Pentecost TO the Bride’s Triumph

What if Christ has already stormed back—not in the flesh we expect, crowned in clouds, but in a blaze so fierce it rewrote the soul of the world? And what if that was just the opening thunder, a tremor before the skies shatter and he returns with his Bride to claim what’s his? I’ve stared into Matthew 16:27-28 until it burned me: Jesus promising glory, angels, rewards, and some standing there not…

[shiningthelightministries]

Bible Study - Repent NOW!

[jonathanvik]

Krisis - Chapter 4

“No way.” Rocke stared, stuck rigidly in place. His worst nightmare had come true. The law had come for him. From Police Chief Rolf’s expression, violence was his preferred way of taking down Rocke, even if he surrendered peacefully. Dallas tensed, ready to spring into action at a moment’s notice. Kallane’s guarded eyes darted around like a cornered animal. Maple fretted, scrunching up her apron nervously. Only Matthias remained maddeningly impassive.

Outside, the engines of the police cars roared like thunder, surrounding them with no chance of escape. Even the Sovereign couldn’t rescue them from this situation.

But the Sovereign’s prophet stood firm, unintimidated by the brute threatening them. “Excuse me, sir. But you are tracking dust into this house. Please wipe your feet before entering.”

This unexpected challenge made the police chief blink briefly before he smiled and nodded. “Fair enough.” Much to Rocke’s surprise, Rolf removed his shoes and placed them on the mat.

“Good. We can now have a civilized discussion,” Matthias said.

This earned a snort from Rolf, but it held a decent amount of respect. “You’ve got guts, Daliven! You’re not what I expected from someone who was a filing clerk before turning to this prophet nonsense. If you have something to say, speak up.”

“I want to lay out terms. I only want my friend Rocke treated with dignity and respect and that no one else gets caught in the crossfire. You may have us cornered, but the situation could easily explode out of control. If you harmed me, for example, it might spark a riot among the Ottomon.”

“Never thought of it that way,” Rolf said, mulling over the prophet’s words.

Rocke realized Matthias might have a point. Nobody in the slums cared about some spoiled upper-city kid, but these people considered Matthias a holy man. The situation could become ugly, hurting many. From the protective zeal Rocke spotted in each of the Ottomon’s eyes, even the ones peering in from outside, they seemed ready to give their lives to protect their prophet. Rolf could see it too.

“Truth be told, I want you dead, Matthias Daliven. You’re a troublemaker, and I hate troublemakers,” Rolf said, sending a jolt of fear through Rocke. 

The police chief scowled, mulling over his options. There wasn’t any doubt to wanted to ring Rocke’s thin neck, but after a tense couple of minutes, practicality won out. “But I can’t deny that killing you might spark something I can’t control. We’d deal with you all eventually, mark my words, but the cost wouldn’t be acceptable to the higher-ups. The Mayor would have my behind.”

The police chief wasn’t wrong. It was election time. An uncontrollable riot wouldn’t look good. Rocke held his breath. Was Matthias going to solve this peaceably?

“Fine. The kid comes with me without a fuss, and I promise not to rough him up.” Rolf clearly didn’t like making this promise but continued anyway. “You have my word as an officer of the law.”

“But!” Kallane said in protest. Dallas stopped her, placing a firm hand on her shoulder and shaking his head.

“That is acceptable. Sorry, my boy, but this is where we part ways,” Matthias said, his voice compassionate.

“Yeah,” Rocke said, nodding. Part of him wanted to protest and fight, but he feared what would happen if he tried. These people had shown nothing but kindness to him. He couldn’t bear seeing them get hurt. “I’m ready to go.”

“Good.” Rolf slapped electronic cuffs over Rocke’s hands and pushed him toward the door. The police chief’s voice hardened, becoming dangerous. “And one thing before I go. I’ll tolerate you spreading your prophecies, but if I sniff a hint of trouble from the Demons, I’ll smash down on you like a hammer against an anvil.”

“Agreed,” Matthias said with a slight nod.

“Bye, everyone. Thanks for your hospitality,” Rocke said with a sad smile. Despite only knowing them for a day, he’d miss them.

“May the Sovereign go with you,” Matthias said.

Kallane thudded a fist against her chest and offered a deep, heartfelt bow of respect. “Go with strength and courage, Rocke.” Dallas and Maple repeated the gesture.

“Some fellow,” Rolf said after depositing Rocke on his cop car’s back seat. “It’s been a while since someone challenged me like that.”

“You were lying, right?” Phú, the cutesy avatar, said from the front seat panel. “You’re not really letting those rabble-rousing scum escape, are you?”

Rocke tensed, realizing Rolf had likely only said those things to prevent an incident. Nothing bound the police chief to his word. Much to his shock, Rolf shook his head.

“No, my word is my bond,” Rolf replied. “Let him play prophet. Besides, when forty days pass and nothing happens, he’ll look a total fool. Let him destroy himself.”

“Okay,” Phú said, disappointed. Was the fun, cutesy avatar of the Vladus police department always this bloodthirsty? He’d always rather enjoyed the little public service announcement shorts she’d done in her service for the greater public good. 

“And that means no trouble from you, either,” Rolf said.

“Yeah! Escape and I’ll kill you!” Phú added with the utmost seriousness. It almost earned an amused chuckle from Rocke. Was she serious?

“No trouble,” Rocke said, nodding. Although this danger had passed, it was a minor reprieve. He would confront his father soon. Rocke almost wished a fight had broken out and killed him. It’d spare him from worse.

---

“We can’t just let them go!” Kallane yelled, continuing her rant. She’d been railing against everything she hated about the UOP and their people for almost a solid ten minutes. Matthias waited for her to finish, amused by her vitriol. Dallas waited with him, arms crossed. Her mother only sighed, brewing some much-needed tea.

“I refuse to allow those monsters to keep him!” Kallane declared, eyes hardening. She’d made her decision and wouldn’t move from it.

“I agree,” Matthias replied.

“Eh?” Kallane blinked, unsure she’d heard him right.

“You’re right. We can’t leave Rocke in their hands. For one thing, throwing him in jail for defending another isn’t just. Another is that Vladus isn’t safe. Once the Sovereign’s judgment comes, he’ll be in terrible danger if he stays in the city. And besides, I promised to protect the lad.”

“Oh,” Kallane said, brightening.

“I have no intention of abandoning the boy either,” Dallas said, nodding, despite only knowing Rocke for only a couple of minutes.

“Yes, that boy needs our help,” Maple said, her expression going hard. It was a sharp contrast to her usual plump, friendly face.

“Breaking Rocke out of the police station won’t be easy.” Matthias stroked the stubble on his chin. But the daunting prospect of their mission didn’t scare him. “We need to rescue Rocke before they send him to an actual prison. Freeing him then will be nearly impossible with our limited resources.”

“It’ll take some days before he’s processed and sent to trial.” Dallas tapped his chin. “Getting the plans to the station’s layout shouldn’t be difficult.”

“I can get more muscle,” Maple said, surprising her daughter.

“Mom?”

“I have connections. All trustworthy, I promise you,” her mother replied, amused by her daughter’s reaction.

Unbeknownst to Kallane, her mother had facilitated their contact with Dallas. Maple had an interesting and colorful past, from what Matthias understood. Where do you think her daughter inherited her boundless courage and determination?

“And I’ll help however else I can,” Kallane said weakly, realizing the others already had the plan well underway. For all her courage and bluster, she hadn’t really thought her plan through. Thankfully, she had plenty of friends.

“Let’s be about it, people. And may the Sovereign watch over us,” Matthias said.

---

“Ah, welcome Rolf. It’s a pleasure to see you again.” The man at the desk rose, flashing his trademark smile. It was so wide that Rolf saw every tooth. The Mayor seemed to glow like the sun, his perfectly coiffed blond hair a model of human beauty. It made the police chief somewhat self-conscious about his bald dome. 

“I live to serve, sir,” was Rolf’s guarded reply. He knew behind the smile and chiseled jaw hid a devious, ruthless mind. Mayor Cal Sunbearer wanted something.

“I heard how you apprehended your nephew’s murderer,” Sunbearer said. “Shame. He seemed like such a bright, promising young lad. Poor Fenweller must be fretting about how he’ll recover from this.”

“And I’m sure you don’t mind how it’s damaged your chief rival’s chances in the upcoming election,” Rolf thought. He detected the gloating hidden behind the mayor’s consoling words. No doubt everyone was whispering about Fenweller Ralss’ nephew’s recent arrest.

“Since I know how much you dislike small talk, I’ll be brief. I’ve been hearing concerning reports.”

“Oh?”

“They tell me a madman is running around, telling people the end is nigh and our great city is doomed to destruction.”

“Him? Ignore it. He’s a crackpot, little more.”

But the mayor’s displeasure was evident on his face. “It’s not like you to tolerate such obvious troublemakers. With the election late next month, I’d rather have people more focused on the election than some impending doom saying. His prophecies have spread far across the UOP, even to Prime Minister Luciest’s ears. He’s concerned.”

“Matthias Daliven is a crackpot. Everyone will forget about him soon enough,” Rolf said, undaunted. Some pretty pencil pusher wouldn’t push him around, his stern gaze telling Sunbearer that much.

The mayor clicked his tongue. “If you say so. I don’t like the unrest that’s been gathering in my city. The Demons are marching in protests for every perceived slight that’s bothering them that week. Vanderfall is making some behind-closed-doors deals with Dugran and Konquell. Some of my constituents fear they’re making an alliance against the UOP for some military retribution for the last war.” And with Vladus close to Vanderfall’s border, they’d be the first to face the country’s wrath. 

To this, Rolf only shrugged. “It’s the Prime Minister’s and Defense Department’s problem. Why are you even worried? The UOP possesses the strongest military in the world. Even together, those three nations can’t oppose us. They’d be fools to try.”

“Regardless, I want the city calm for the next election. No distractions. Period,” the mayor said, his voice hard. “If you need to burn down some slums to keep the Demons quelled, I won’t complain.”

“Fine,” Rolf said, his tone neutral. What was the mayor anxious about? Did Sunbearer know something he didn’t? “You won’t hear a peep.”

The mayor’s serious expression evaporated, throwing Rolf his trademark golden smile. “Excellent. You’re a marvel, Rolf.”

---

Rocke shivered, trying to keep his despair from his face. With other criminals around him, he dared not show weakness. The dank cell was devoid of any comforts. Even the stone seat underneath him seemed designed for maximum discomfort.

A colorful assortment accompanied him in the cell, many accustomed to being locked up. Their faces were hard, used to violence. Rocke even noticed some Ottomon among their number, just as unfriendly. He kept his guard up, but thankfully, no one bothered him.

“Rocke Ralss. You have a visitor,” an officer said, moving to open the cell.

“Here we go,” Rocke thought. His movements were stiff as he exited the cell, each step a walk closer to hell.

And there his father stood, accompanied by Police Chief Rolf and the other officers. His father, Ekkor Ralss, was an imposing man, standing almost 15 centimeters taller than his son. His shoulders were broad, someone in peak physical health despite his middle years. Worse was his stony gaze, his steely eyes offered his son neither warmth nor affection. They bore into Rocke like a ruthless predator.

“Father, I…” 

Stars flashed behind Rocke’s eyes as a fist connected with his chin, dazed he suddenly found himself lying on the floor. The officers stared in wide-eyed shock at the scene, but didn’t interfere. 

“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” his father said. “How you’ve hurt this family?”

Rocke stayed silent, remaining on the floor.

“After everything I’ve done for you, and this is how you repay me? Uncle Fenweller is furious. You’re lucky he isn’t here. He wouldn’t have been so gentle.” His father clicked his tongue. “Thanks to your foolishness, your uncle’s prospects of getting elected mayor are almost ruined. After he took you into his high-rise too! And for what? To protect some worthless beggar and kill an upstanding member of society?”

This triggered something in Rocke. He’d planned to stay silent and let his father finish his tirade. But dammit, he wouldn’t allow that last comment to slide.

Rocke stood to his feet, matching his old man’s steely glare. “That beggar is a good man. He’s done nothing deserving death.”

“What? That vagabond spouting out religious claptrap?” his father shot back, his gaze intense enough to melt steel, but Rocke held firm. Despite the tragedy, for once, Rocke felt proud of his actions. He sure as hell wouldn’t allow anyone to shame him for it.

“Claptrap or not, Matthias is a brave man,” Rocke replied evenly. “And he’s done nothing to anyone. What Joven attempted to do was wrong. I couldn’t stand by and do nothing.”

Father and son entered an intense staring match, Rocke refusing to be intimidated. The punch came again, faster than Rocke could react. He collapsed, wheezing, on the cold floor.

“I see you’ve inherited your grandmother’s idiocy. What type of fool stands proud when they throw away their life? I was hoping I might salvage something from this situation. Now I see I shouldn’t have bothered. Don’t expect us to spend a copper defending you. You’re on your own, Rocke. Never come home again. You aren’t wanted.” Ekkor Ralss walked away from his son, never looking back. 

Tears threatened to spill. Rocke wasn’t sure if it was the pain or sadness. Still, part of Rocke felt relieved, free, like he’d exorcised the worst part of himself.

“Tsk.” Much to Rocke’s surprise, Rolf was surprisingly gentle as he lifted his prisoner from the concrete floor. “Let’s go, lad. Up and easy.”

Rolf’s expression was sour as he returned Rocke to his cell. He muttered under his breath about worthless fathers. Rocke was relieved as he parked himself back on the jail cell bench, his ribs still aching. His father hadn’t held back.

“We’ll get you a decent lawyer,” Rolf said as he left. “I don’t appreciate what you did to my nephew, but you deserve better.”

Rocke blinked, dumbfounded. Didn’t Rolf hate him? It surprised him to find something decent in the Police Chief of Vladus. Still, Rocke was truly alone now, abandoned by everyone who might help him. Even his mother hadn’t been interested in seeing him.

“Dear Sovereign, please help me,” Rocke said in silent prayer, tears stinging his eyes. He paused, lost for words, too overwhelmed with emotion. What did someone even ask of the creator of the universe? Would he even listen to a fool like Rocke? Finally, one simple request came to mind. “Please, I need you.”