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I Am The Almighty

Rannaputta
Thus says the Lord, the First and the Last, the One who was and is and is to come: “Let there be light.” And there was light. I set the boundaries of the deep and loosed the torrents from the heavens. I gave the eagle its flight and the lion its roar; to the behemoth, sinews of bronze, and to the Leviathan, body of phoenix. The nations rise and fall by My word; kings rule by My decree. From the dust, I formed man and set eternity in his heart, saying: “Be fruitful and multiply.” I am He who plants and He who uproots, He who wounds and He who heals, He who gives and He who takes away. Yet now, the pillars of creation tremble, and the foundations of the earth shake. The order I ordained is defied; My name is challenged. Who dares raise their hand against the Almighty? Who among the sons of dust would stand before their Maker? Let them come forth, that they may know I am the Lord. ___ This isn’t a biblical story, but a novel clearly inspired by it, but it’s not a religious text! No offense intended! Sandbox novel.
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