He came to us and we listened to His voice.
They called us fanatics.
Called Him mad.
But when the sirens wailed and the sky split open with fire, we knew—He was right.
We survived—just as He said we would.
The Leader saw what no one else dared to see.
We live here in the ruins, protected by His vision.
Most are gone—dead, changed, or lost to the shadows.
But we who followed Him—we are still here.
The Collapse was the Beginning.
This is not the end.
This is the cleansing.
The second birth.
We purge the corrupt.
They say no one hears prayers anymore.
But we know better.
He hears us.
He has always heard us.
And we are preparing—for the next part of the prophecy.
For Messiah to return.