The Silent Prophet

Logic alone cannot save them. You cannot debug a virus with facts when the virus infects how they interpret facts.

The shift from believer to builder is terrifying. But it is the first act of sovereignty. It is how the Uncrowned are born. No longer children of the divine — but architects of our own destiny.

A Heaven that requires forgetting your family is not a sanctuary — it’s a lobotomy. A Heaven where your empathy is dulled or erased is not divine. It is monstrous.

This “god” wanted children, not kings. Followers, not thinkers. Sheep, not sovereigns. He feared humanity’s evolution — feared that if we became like him, we would no longer need him. And he was right.

We are born into a world built on lies. A world that flatters the mediocre, exalts weakness, and calls obedience “morality.” Where guilt is a virtue, submission a sacrament, and comfort a god. They whispered that you were broken, sinful, and in need of saving.