GENESIS (B)

By Niran: 

Other angels joined his rebellion. A war was fought. 
They lost. They were banished. 

They came to Earth.
They befriended Cain and his descendants. They taught the sons of men the arts of war, of violence and cunning, beauty and seduction, soothsaying and many things that turned already wayward hearts further away from the Maker. They took wives from among the daughters of men; for they were beautiful to look at and further beautified by the arts taught to them of the Fallen. 

These women bore them children; beings of immense stature and power and all men feared them. They gorged themselves on the possessions of men and became their lords and tyrants; these beings called Nephilim. And man cried with a loud voice to the Maker on account of his pain and the destruction visited upon him daily. The earth was corrupted and the world was in turmoil with the exploits of the Nephilim. 

The Maker heard and sent His Holy Ones to bind the Fallen and cast them in Darkness. He sent a deluge to wipe out the unnatural breed and sent warnings to Noah, son of Lamech of the line of Seth. 

But you know the story. You have heard of the Great Flood and the Ark and the first Rainbow. In some form or the other, you have heard the story. 

This is not about the Nephilim. 

For the Fallen did not restrict their teachings and works to man alone but to beast and bird, plants, trees and all they deemed fit to wake. They corrupted the natures of some of the Creator’s works and their results persist till date. 

You may have watched movies such as Supernatural, Teen Wolf, Underworld and read about various mythologies. You may have dismissed these as the creative imaginations of moviemakers and the fantasies of dreaming writers. 

You are wrong. 

Sometimes in dreams, the Veil is lifted and the human spirit can see into the realm of the supernatural. The ancients knew this. They knew that many unseen things and many disguised beings walk this earth. I write this not to scare you. I just want to let you know. 




You are not alone. 

Vampires, Shapeshifters, the Aatxe, the Adaro, Elves, the Aziza, Enkantada, the Kajsa, Selkies, Nisse, the Naga; the list goes on. Haven’t you wondered why there are stories of unexplained and unexplainable phenomena? The ancients knew. Some have seen them. Some have met them. But the Veil keeps their true forms hidden. 




You think: that everyone is human, that cow is just a cow, that snake is just a snake. And those trees are dumb trees. Mythology is myth. Only the visible is real. Reality is the world you can see and touch and taste and feel. That is your world. Nothing else exists. 

You are so wrong. 

They walk among us. Hidden, veiled, disguised. Not all of them are evil. Not all of them are good. Some are amoral; their perceptions of morality differ from yours. 

You don’t know. Be glad you don’t know. This world is within the borders of your Earth. 

I know. I have seen them. I have met them. 

You say, “Impossible! Absolute rubbish! You need to be locked up in mental institution.” Some of you scoff and view my words as the ‘rantings’ of a teenager who’s on drugs or something. 

I am no mere teenager. My name is Devin. 

I am an Encantado.