We Attacked Christians on Dangerous Roads, but Their Prayers Sent Our Attacks Back to Us
A very beautiful marine goddess came to visit me in my room. I had sex with her, and afterward she told me to make any request I wanted. I could not really think of anything to ask for because I already had everything I needed in life. So instead, she gave me an appointment letter. Even though I had never applied for any job and had never gone for an interview, the marine goddess gave me the appointment letter and told me to take it to a company. When I got there, the manager welcomed me and showed me my office, even though I had never applied for the job. That was how I became a road engineer. The roads I constructed were roads that were meant to cause accidents, whether small accidents or serious ones. All we wanted was blood. After the roads were constructed, we would monitor them spiritually. Whenever we noticed that a pastor was preaching inside a bus, we would use him as a distraction. We would make the passengers focus their attention on him, and then we would cause either a major or a minor accident. All we wanted was blood, even if it was only a small drop. However, when Christians travelled on those roads, many of them would pray or meditate as they travelled. We would attack them spiritually by throwing objects at them. But instead of those objects hitting the Christians we were targeting, the objects would return to our camp and hit us instead. The presence of just one true Christian inside a bus could save everyone in that bus. But if there was no true Christian among the passengers on the roads we had constructed, everyone in the bus could be killed. AMEN