Chapter 3: I – DEATH AND RESURRECTION

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I wish I had lived the right way, without risking so much for people who never cared about me. If only I had heeded the warnings; my parents told me, my siblings, my friends...my God.

"Don't mess with Delilah."

How could I have been so foolish? And though I had repented, the pain still lingered. Buried in the rubble of the temple of a Philistine god.

What a way to die...

My sacrifice had demonstrated the power of YHVH and to see the look of fear on the priests' faces as they realized their god was false, was more than gratifying.

Liberating was the word.

However, try as I might to ignore the fact that it currently haunts me, it is inevitable to feel the life essence leave my body.

—Samson! Son!

Those must be my parents. It's a pity that all they can see of me is an arm sticking out of all the destroyed rocks of the temple.

Don't worry, father and mother; the day will come when we can meet again.

God willing...

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—Not yet.

What? Who spoke? No, more importantly... Where am I?

I know I'm breathing, but my eyes... I can't see anything; they took them from me.

—I'm behind you.

That voice again!

I turned quickly.

—Samson, you have been blessed.

Impossible... I... I was blind!

Nevertheless, I could see a white-skinned man with brown hair and beard, wearing golden armor and wielding a long sword in his right hand.

Who is this individual? Why did I see again?

—Individual? Is that the way you refer to a divine being?

What did he do? Does he know what I'm thinking? Is he an angel?

—Something like that, but that's not important.

That white light in his aura, the way his armor glows even when there's no sun, but... Why? I shouldn't be dead, waiting for my resurrection?

Seeing him in such a glorious way made my legs wobble, so I ended up kneeling.

—It is not necessary for you to kneel down. I am only someone close to God, but I understand you, it is not easy to be calm when you see a heavenly creature like me.

—Why am I conscious? I should have died.

The angel saw me with a candid look.

—My father has a special mission for you, Samson, son of Manoah.

—M-Me? I don't even deserve such a favor, I've only made mistake after mistake. The only good thing I did was my own sacrifice.

—How can you doubt the will of YHVH? Do you not remember who gave you the strength to bring down the pillars of that Philistine temple?

—It is not that, my lord. I just don't think I'm capable of carrying out the mission God has set me.

I was still kneeling, but as I said that sentence, I looked down, feeling unable to see him.

—Certainly, not even humans have the ability to see their own capabilities. Samson, my father has given you a new opportunity to redeem yourself, take advantage of it to become a better person, to surround yourself with good people.

People who really value me?

I raised my eyes to the celestial creature, then he held out his hand to me.

As our palms met, all the darkness lifted. I stood up and looked around me and saw a large garden with many flowers; a place that exuded peace.

—Are we on earth? —I asked, stunned by the beautiful view.

—Not on yours.

I looked closely at my hands, they were the same, as were my arms, my legs, my whole body was real, even my hair... My long hair!

I touched my braids and one or another lock, the length reached my waist, like before Delilah committed her betrayal.

My fingers felt my face, it was smooth, I didn't have that beard that grew on me the time the Philistines kept me as a slave.

—This is a world similar to yours, however, Israel does not exist —said the celestial being with a touch of melancholy, moving away a little to appreciate the surroundings.

—How? My home is gone? All the tribes?

—None of them ever consolidated.

—Why?

He looked at me again and said:

—Sanson, what I am about to tell you, has never been revealed to any mortal, listen carefully.

None of them? Not even the patriarchs?

The angel pointed his sword at me and with its point, drew a blue line in the air, in front of my eyes.

—This line represents the original Earth, the place where you come from, however, there are times when there are two decisions to choose from, the probability of creating an alternative world is high.

—I don't understand.

—Do you remember Noah?

Suddenly, the blue line began to tremble and from the beginning, a branch grew.

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—What is that?

—Noah, with my father's help, predicted that a flood would inundate the entire globe. As you may know, he preached to all minimally good people and gave them two choices, believe his words or die for foolishness.

Yes, I remember that. My mother used to tell it to me as a bedtime story, he was one of the main patriarchs.

—The solid line represents what happened in your world. The branch that was created was the alternative, a very bloody one —he said with an air of sadness. In this land you see, the good people didn't get on the ark either, no, it was the bad people.

Evil people? That means...

—The Nephilim are still alive. In this reality, they found out what was going to happen, so they hijacked the ark and killed Noah's entire family, thus surviving with their subjects.

Suddenly, the line disappeared. Instead, my eyes witnessed the vivid image of the bastards in the sky murdering Noah, his wife, his sons and their wives.

It's impossible! This beautiful world has a horrible past!

Nephilim, children of angels and mortal women. The common people worshiped them as gods, and since in this world there is no descent from the patriarchs, no one knows the truth.

—You must restore the ancient glory of YHVH to this forgotten world and overthrow the murky belief system held by these usurpers —said the heavenly man as he made the pitiful vision of Noah and his family disappear.

My mind went blank.

—Right now we are in Asia Minor. Pergamum to be more exact. Some of them are here. —The angel bent down to pick a flower from the ground—. YHVH wanted to destroy this world, but one person got on the right side and won the favor of the entire heavenly kingdom, so he backed down. Among all Sodom and Gomorrah, he found a righteous heart.

—Do I have an ally?

The celestial being smiled sideways.

—It is a woman, a goddess who has bowed to my father for clemency; she will be your guide.

A false deity who wants to correct his deeds?

—I don't know what to say, I... just a few minutes ago I was dead because of my own mistakes.

—But it is no longer so, for my father has smiled upon you, as he has upon her. I know that both of you have taken paths that were not good for your lives, but in the end, the only thing that counts is your intentions.

The angel buried the sword in the ground and said:

—She will speak to you at the proper time and you will obey all her instructions.

—I will not see her? —I asked wonderingly.

—Eventually, but for now there is nothing more I can do.

—Can I at least know her name?

—All in good time, Samson —he answered in an enigmatic voice—. The sword on the ground is a gift, pick it up.

—I don't know how to fight with swords.

—You won't fight with that piece of iron, it's just a symbol for her to recognize you. She will be watching you from afar.

I bent down and slowly grabbed the hilt of the weapon.

I had fought before with a donkey's jaw against a thousand Philistine soldiers, but it was only because the strength inside me came from above.

—Before I go, I must tell you that these false gods or nephilim; call them what you will, are no ordinary beings. Being children of angels, they are not only giants, but also possess special powers, plus some additional abilities.

—Such as what?

—They can cast powerful rays, control water, the growth of plants... telepathic communication, they all have that last one, however, they can only use them with beings that already have a union.

—What is the bond that nephilim has with me?

The angel's smile became wide.

—God.

It's true, now I have a new opportunity, I won't make the same mistakes, I'm sure she won't either.

—You will meet many people, most will want to kill you, others will love you, but let me advise you, Samson, surround yourself with loyal people, because certainly, the guidance of that nephilim will not be enough for everything that will come your way.

I nodded silently, though I was still hesitant.

—Ask me anything. As long as I'm here, I'll answer all your questions, of course, as many as I can.

—I don't mean to sound insolent, though... Why did God choose me, a mere human, when he could have chosen any of his angels? I mean, you must be more powerful than any false god.

The angel approached me and placed his hands on my shoulders, then looked into my eyes with intensity. It was strange, because as our gazes connected, I heard his response in my head.

«There is nothing more terrifying, than to see a mortal fighting against deities that everyone reveres».

Telepathy, of course. If the nephilim, who were half-breeds could use it... Why not pure-blooded angels?

The celestial man turned away from me and looked up at the clouds.

—Go to Troy. —And then from his back two white wings sprang forth. He was so majestic, I didn't even utter a sound of awe—. There your adventure will begin.

The wings began to move, slowly rising from the ground.

—W-Wait! I don't know your name!

—Up above I am known as Michael, although according to my father in heaven, I will soon have another name.

I opened my eyes in surprise.

—The archangel Michael?

He nodded amicably.

—See you soon, Samson, son of Manoah.

And then, like lightning, he flew off into the sky until he was lost in the clouds.

I was left alone, saw every part of my body again and hugged myself.

The feeling of being alive was incredible. I appreciated the clothes I was wearing; a single purple garment, a robe that came down to my knees with a leather belt around my waist.

Now, only one question remained.

—Where is Troy?

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