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The Devils Chain
In the days when the earth was young and the world was rich in the fruits of the land, men and women prospered in simplicity, for the harvests were plenty, and the labor of the hands was honest and fair. Yet, as ages passed and kingdoms rose upon the dust of fallen empires, there arose a new curse, a snare of shadow spun from the cunning mind of the great adversary, the devil.
And behold, the devil's servants crafted a chain, long and binding, forged not of iron or flame but of promises unkept and covenants unseen. They called it the Chain of Debt, a most seductive trap, whose links were fashioned from the whispers of wealth and the allure of power. It glimmered brightly in the eyes of kings and merchants, and they rejoiced, saying, “With this chain, we shall prosper evermore, and the bounty of the world shall be ours without measure.”
But the devil laughed from his black throne, for he knew that this chain was not made to lift, but to drag down. It wrapped itself around the hearts of men, each link binding them tighter, as they borrowed from tomorrow to pay for today. And for each gold coin lent, there sprouted ten debts, and the burden grew heavier than the stones of Babel. The rich, who made profit from the labor of others, sought more souls to enmesh, crying, “Take upon you this yoke, that you may share in our splendor,” but their voices carried the stink of falsehood.
In time, the earth groaned beneath the weight of this devil’s snare. Nations warred, not for honor or love of the land, but to feed the hunger of their creditors, whose demands were endless as the abyss. And the common folk toiled in sorrow, laboring under suns that did not bless but cursed, as the fruits of their hands were reaped by unseen masters.
Then came the Day of Reckoning, when the devil's laughter echoed through the heavens, and his chain of debt, heavy with the souls it ensnared, began to drag all downward. The merchants and kings who had feasted upon the labor of the poor found their treasures turned to ash and their empires swallowed by fire. The great adversary reveled, for the souls were bound and could not escape, drawn ever downward into the abyss, where the flames roared unquenchably.
The angels in the heavens wept, seeing that many souls were led astray by the false promises of the devil’s chain. And from the deep came the lamentations of the damned, those who had believed themselves masters, yet were servants, and those who labored in vain, their lives spent in vain pursuits.
But in the final hour, a voice like a rushing river cried out from the highest place, saying, “Break ye free from the chains of deceit and take up the true labor that brings life! For the wealth of the world cannot save, nor can gold redeem the soul. Cast off your burdens and seek the path of truth and justice, for only then shall you rise, and your souls be unshackled.”
And thus was the end of those ensnared by the devil’s chain of debt, swallowed into the hell they had forged with their own desires. But for those who heeded the call and turned from the curse, there was hope yet, as they sought to build again upon the firm foundation, where neither moth nor rust could corrupt, and where the fruits of the earth were shared in righteousness.
In the days when the earth was young and the world was rich in the fruits of the land, men and women prospered in simplicity, for the harvests were plenty, and the labor of the hands was honest and fair. Yet, as ages passed and kingdoms rose upon the dust of fallen empires, there arose a new curse, a snare of shadow spun from the cunning mind of the great adversary, the devil.
And behold, the devil's servants crafted a chain, long and binding, forged not of iron or flame but of promises unkept and covenants unseen. They called it the Chain of Debt, a most seductive trap, whose links were fashioned from the whispers of wealth and the allure of power. It glimmered brightly in the eyes of kings and merchants, and they rejoiced, saying, “With this chain, we shall prosper evermore, and the bounty of the world shall be ours without measure.”
But the devil laughed from his black throne, for he knew that this chain was not made to lift, but to drag down. It wrapped itself around the hearts of men, each link binding them tighter, as they borrowed from tomorrow to pay for today. And for each gold coin lent, there sprouted ten debts, and the burden grew heavier than the stones of Babel. The rich, who made profit from the labor of others, sought more souls to enmesh, crying, “Take upon you this yoke, that you may share in our splendor,” but their voices carried the stink of falsehood.
In time, the earth groaned beneath the weight of this devil’s snare. Nations warred, not for honor or love of the land, but to feed the hunger of their creditors, whose demands were endless as the abyss. And the common folk toiled in sorrow, laboring under suns that did not bless but cursed, as the fruits of their hands were reaped by unseen masters.
Then came the Day of Reckoning, when the devil's laughter echoed through the heavens, and his chain of debt, heavy with the souls it ensnared, began to drag all downward. The merchants and kings who had feasted upon the labor of the poor found their treasures turned to ash and their empires swallowed by fire. The great adversary reveled, for the souls were bound and could not escape, drawn ever downward into the abyss, where the flames roared unquenchably.
The angels in the heavens wept, seeing that many souls were led astray by the false promises of the devil’s chain. And from the deep came the lamentations of the damned, those who had believed themselves masters, yet were servants, and those who labored in vain, their lives spent in vain pursuits.
But in the final hour, a voice like a rushing river cried out from the highest place, saying, “Break ye free from the chains of deceit and take up the true labor that brings life! For the wealth of the world cannot save, nor can gold redeem the soul. Cast off your burdens and seek the path of truth and justice, for only then shall you rise, and your souls be unshackled.”
And thus was the end of those ensnared by the devil’s chain of debt, swallowed into the hell they had forged with their own desires. But for those who heeded the call and turned from the curse, there was hope yet, as they sought to build again upon the firm foundation, where neither moth nor rust could corrupt, and where the fruits of the earth were shared in righteousness.