The Myth Of Adonai
The Story of how Adonai came to be imprisoned
He could vividly remember sitting in a circle in front of the old Priest of his Parish as he read parables to them.
Those were some of his best memories from that time in his life, so when Benny asked if he wanted to join them today he jumped at the chance.
He had lost his chance to lead these story-time circles when he had dropped out of Seminary. While he never regretted that choice, he did miss this. He loved the way the kids’ eyes would light up as he told the parables, the way that they would hang on to every word and every motion of his hands as he told them.
Now, though, he was sitting with his back pressed up against the book lined shelves of the Church’s library as he watched Benny calm the kids.
He watched as she desperately tried to wrangle the handful of restless children. When it became clear that this wouldn’t work, she instead said, “Now come, children. Let me tell yous a story…”
As they looked up at the sight of the Son of Man, sacrificed and resurrected once again, they cried.
They cried for the torture that the child had to go through to become the Son of Man. They cried for the souls of their creations, which he had just saved. They cried for the salvation that would spread across the land.
Most importantly, they cried for what was to come.
For they knew that without the Son of Man, that their creations would shun them. Declare them an outcast and punish them. And they were not ready…
Tears fell from their eyes as He spoke into being a betrayal.
An apology whispered into the wind as Hunters surrounded Adonai. A curse whispered back as they went down without a fight. After all, who could fight His will?
Seven long days and seven long nights the Hunters traveled. The God could do nothing but watch as they were brought before the Church they had helped create.
For despite their involvement with the creation, they were unknown. They created out of love, and now that love was being repaid with cruelty.
Into the cellar they were led. There they were chained and broken. And there they shall stay.
Summary
Historical Basis
As far as evidence goes, there is plenty of evidence. The most important being the physical being chained up in the basement of the Small Town Parish's church. Other than that, there is plenty of evidence in the world such as the destruction of nature and the downfall of Judaism. After all, a religion cannot function when it's God is being held captive.
Spread
During an excavation of Nag Hammadi in the early 1900's, these scriptures were discovered. Because they were mere fragments, they were never looked into.
That was, until the discovery of the Dead Sea Scrolls in 1946.
Scholars of the Church were entrusted with both sets of texts and were able to identify that they were the same document. Thus began the long journey of translating it. The Dead Sea Scroll's text was written in an ancient Greek script, while the Nag Hammadi text was in Coptic.
Only recently was the text fully translated. Only those deeply ingrained in the hierarchy of the Church were permitted to know of the text and what it says once the contents were made out.
The Church didn't need another Heresy making itself known, after all.
Variations & Mutation
Well, that is until Sister Benedictine starts spreading the myth in her children's circles. Through the retellings, the story shifts. It becomes lighter, more kid friendly. It starts to involve much more fantastical imagery, curtesy of the kids chiming in. It becomes a living tale.
The Ancient Text
This story was pieced together by the nuns of the Parish from fragments of long-forgotten scripture.During an excavation of Nag Hammadi in the early 1900's, these scriptures were discovered. Because they were mere fragments, they were never looked into.
That was, until the discovery of the Dead Sea Scrolls in 1946.
Scholars of the Church were entrusted with both sets of texts and were able to identify that they were the same document. Thus began the long journey of translating it. The Dead Sea Scroll's text was written in an ancient Greek script, while the Nag Hammadi text was in Coptic.
Only recently was the text fully translated. Only those deeply ingrained in the hierarchy of the Church were permitted to know of the text and what it says once the contents were made out.
The Church didn't need another Heresy making itself known, after all.


Oh, the words of a Text both known and unfamiliar, to be graced with the Words of the Ruins is truly a wonderful experience. We adore your Works, they are so amazing and wonderful and hold the feel of the gentle tellings of a tale not so forgotten, not so giving. It is great writing and we are happy to see it finally come to life. Keep fighting the Good Fight! May The Words Be Ever In Your Favor!