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God, in a moment of cosmic overreach, shared His power with Satan, believing it necessary for the balance of the Earth. But the plan backfired spectacularly. Now, the Devil holds the world in his grasp. Angels are in utter disarray, even Archangel Michael, the hero of celestial battles, has cast aside his sword, seeing the shift in the very fabric of existence. The brazen horned one now dictates the terms of life itself. Commandments? Mere trifles! "Live large, mortals!" he proclaims. Every ill that befalls humanity – murder, floods, war – all is blamed on him. Lucifer, the sworn enemy of humankind, the Bible, priests, and religious leaders will tell you. Dare to contradict them! And from the benevolent side they say, simply accept it on faith: "I gave you the freedom of choice. I personally appointed the 'Admin.'" But I made one miscalculation when I blurred the lines between good and evil. I am in charge of good deeds, and I entrust all evil to the devil. But it turned out that it was not destiny, and where are my limits and limits now, Freedom is now a terrible farce, a cocktail of chaos and lies, there is no need for prayers, only the cries of leaders are heard where everyone is their own shepherd and king, and their own executioner of the soul, Fasting is now out of fashion, gluttony and debauchery reign among the people, Some have understood what kind of mess they were sent to, At a primitive level, they came up with a motto for this: "Save yourself as you can, and drown in sins to spite Him!" And the devil sends us hearts and "likes" the mess. And those who miss good should seek light in the utter darkness, while the horned clown Z rules the ball in the madhouse!
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What happens when God tries to delegate? A darkly satirical take on the eternal struggle between good and evil, where a divine miscalculation hands the keys to the kingdom over to the Prince of Darkness. Finding light and meaning in a world where chaos reigns supreme. Can goodness find a way to shine through?