Transformation of a Common Man e-bog

From Time Beyond all time, he came. From the misty-fire of Light and Sound, he descended into Form. I AM, I AM, his name thundered through the infinite void. Demons stirred. Ancient gods of the earth, and angels of heaven awoke to peer through misty veils of eternity. The time of reaping had come to God's last creation, to man on earth, to the blue-white world of water, to the Garden planet. Shining angels shook moist, golden wings. Demons rattled dry curses from leathery throats. Giants, sylphs and avatars all wanted in the game. The time has come again for the Host. From the white-haired Old Man flowed a joyous song for all to hear, "e;Let the Play of Life begin. Let the Play of Life begin."e;