Monday, May 25, 2026

False Perfection, Truth in Weakness: Chapter 1 – A Life of Ever-Revolving Problems


Chapter 1 – A Life of Ever-Revolving Problems

Life is an ongoing penance. Since the moment we’re born, there’s sin on our souls that needs to be washed away, and I’m thankful that I was born in a family that knew how to correctly raise their children by having us baptized soon after we were born and raising us in the Catholic faith. It’s been hundreds of years since then, and somehow, I’m the only one who’s outlived my parents, siblings, the children of my siblings, their children, and so on. I was the first child my parents had and the one who was cursed at birth with horns.

My mother was raped by a demonically possessed man of a long-forgotten cursed family, and even though she was pregnant and knew I would be cursed, she still had me, and my father still married and had other children with her. My horns have had to be cut since I was a child, so that I wouldn’t be more inclined to sin, and I have to take special care to pray and be more aware than most people of my thoughts and actions. The spiritual advisors I’ve talked to say that the demons taunt me more than others because of the resistance I put up to them, and I’m much closer to God than I think. I hope that’s true.

“Uriel. Are you praying or losing your concentration?” my mentor, Caiaphas, asks.

“I was losing my concentration again,” I plainly admit. “My past was coming back to me. Even though it was hundreds of years ago, when it gets brought back up, it feels like it was yesterday.”

“I completely understand that. Nevertheless, you must focus on the task at hand, friend. Humanity’s future depends on it.”

Caiaphas is an ancient man with gray hair and a void for a face that he covers with a mask with a single mouth and four eyes on it. He wears a gray suit, red tie, white dress shirt, gray pants, red dress shoes, and white gloves. In my teenage years, he appeared to me and began mentoring me, since we both focus on evangelization and saving souls. My father and mother’s mentor, St. Timeo Severe, knew of him and received advice from him as well. Caiaphas was one of the priests who got our Lord, Jesus Christ, crucified and has been trying to save souls ever since. He goes where God leads him, mostly trying to get sinners to repent of their sins, and other times trying to give repentant sinners his wisdom so they can better do God’s will.

Currently, we are both praying in a dark room for the sake of the world. Earth has been invaded multiple times, one time justly so, but this time is completely different. No weapon can defeat this newest foe because they attack people’s minds and souls over their bodies. A planet of light appeared out of a portal and started shining its light down on Earth, trapping it in an Eternal Morning. The people from the planet say they are the Lux Mane, and seemed to be good and virtuous at first, worshipping the same God and sharing their seemingly boundless resources with us.

After a while, they started showing their true colors by teaching opposing truths to the Catholic faith, such as: the honor of false gods, that there is no Hell, all demons are now in Heaven, no sin will be punished, there are no sexual sins, and so on. Despite there being some resistance to the Lux Mane, the light emanating from their planet makes men’s minds and hearts faint and simple to manipulate. Not even the self-sacrificing people of Aushalten can hold up long to the light of the Lux Mane and have gone off with their people to infect the planet of Aushalten with their falsehoods. The only people able to resist these temptations are men like me, Caiaphas, and other penitents who are hiding in dark places untouched by the blinding light. Others have tried fighting with force or convincing our foe with words, but they’ve all either fallen under the spell of our foes, been destroyed with overwhelming force, or taken to the planet of light and never heard from again.

“If only this were as easy as destroying that planet controlled by an AI,” I unintentionally say aloud.

“It could be worse. That grotesque planet that my friend, Lavinia, had a hand in creating was far more deadly since they relentlessly attacked both body and mind,” Caiaphas says.

“Have you heard from her, or do you think she died when that planet was destroyed? She was supposed to be undying and indestructible like you, right?”

“Right, but that doesn’t mean that God won’t let her die. I hadn’t heard from her in a while before the planet’s arrival, so it’s possible she was assimilated into the planet like its other inhabitants and destroyed with them.”

“Makes sense. I’m still proud of my niece, Griselda, and miss her, even though I know she’s in Heaven.”

“She gave her all to protect this world, along with the other soldiers. The only possible way I see humanity getting out of this situation with force is if Aushalten sends its forces to invade Lux Mane like how they did with Earth. They keep sending people there, which must mean they’re putting up resistance against them.”

“Well, they must have an easier time doing so. They don’t have a planet shining down on them like the sun on them day in and out. That and they’re so headstrong about self-sacrifice and sticking to the truth that it’d be easier for our enemies to move a mountain with their hands than to get them to budge.”

“Still, many of their people on Earth have fallen to them.”

Continuing to pray, I switch to reading and then cleaning the bare, dark underground house we are in. There are no tables, decorations, sinks, or bathrooms in this place. There’s only a bed of straw and a shelf with Bibles, stories of the saints, history of the Church, and spiritually enriching fiction. There are no electronics here since the Lux Mane can teleport through electronics and places where there’s light. We do have an ice box, specifically for me, as Caiaphas doesn’t really need to eat or drink. I may be superhuman, and fasting is important for our task, but I can still die if I don’t get any.

Speaking about nourishment, I ask Caiaphas if I can get some fruit and drink from the nearby river, and he allows it and reminds me to be careful. Going outside through the trap door, I move aside the branches and leaves over our hideout and quickly make my way to the nearby abandoned farm, grab some apples, grapes, and peaches. I unintentionally eat the grapes that I have with me when I mean to eat them when I get back. The light that I’m in feels relaxing and makes my head feel light. It makes me want to stay out here, never go back to Caiaphas, and forget all that he has taught me, but I resist by offering up my holding off on eating the fruit in my hand. My left arm is tied to my back with a long rosary rope so it can constantly pray, and part of me is restrained from acting on emotion.

Quickly heading over to the river, I put my fruit into its bag, use the river water to refill my bottle, and run back to the hideout. I’m about to start eating and drinking, but stop before my lips touch the fruit. Putting it down, I say my prayers of thanks, take a breath, and then start eating and drinking.

“Good work, Uriel,” Caiaphas says.

As I finish eating, I say, “What’s so good about it? It’s just surviving.”

“You survived the temptations of the enemy. Not many can say that, and it’s the task that God has for us.”

“I still struggle with accepting that’s true. I feel like there’s something more I can do, and yet, I also feel that this is the end for humanity and God’s second coming is imminent.”

“Whatever happens, happens according to the will of God. We can only do what we know to be right, and go from there. Be calm, and continue praying, Uriel.”

I sit down and do as Caiaphas asks. As I pray, I feel the residual touches of light from Lux Mane be peeled away and calm return to my heart, body, and mind. Every day is the same day in and out, and yet, I must endure. If this is what God wants from us, then I have no choice but to accept it. Lord God, give me the strength and wisdom to accept Your will with all my heart, and come soon to save humanity. I’m not sure how much longer we can go on without a miracle to save us.

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