We teleported to my apartment and the TV and my old ps5 were in shatters. Shit! Agatha was making some coffee in the kitchen. Azazel was sitting on the couch taking advantage of Eligor kneeling habit while she was resting her horny legs on the poor bastard. I was thinking about the proposal desperately. I will give Rachel a call. I have a hunch about the angels’ distrust of the Eve faction.

“Hi, Chris! What do you need?”

“Did you know that Jesus fucking Christ was reborn and turned into a cyborg by some guy named Quantum?”

A moment of brief silence took place, but she answers in a serious tone this time.

“Can I come to your place, so we can talk in private?”

“I am waiting.”

She hung up the phone, and here we were in my living room drinking Agatha’s disgusting coffee. Thank god she didn’t cook yesterday. She looks concerned about me.

“Who was that, darling?"

“Stop messing with me, Azazel. I like to be your fuck toy but this is a serious matter now. Rachel of the Eve faction is coming here. I need to know more about that fucker named Quantum. You, Agatha, and Eligor don’t know who the bastard is and I need some answers."

“I felt a connection with your soul when we fucked, darling. I am not the one to blame; your thick and long grinding penis is the one to blame. I propose foursome when this Rachel gets here! But this rotten bastard is making me lose my mood!”

Agatha blushes a little and Eligor is like a fucking statue even when Azazel kicks him just for the sake of it. I don’t fucking care anymore. They are crazy and I'm fine with it!

“I am sorry, Nemesis. This is news for me too.”

“Don’t worry, Agatha! I am summoning you back to the book along with Eligor, Azazel!"

“If you party with these girls without me, Nemesis, I am going to make you swallow your own cum! Did you know we go back to our personal dimension in hell when you send us back to the book? You should visit me there someday, so we can play and explore your sexuality, darling."

“I really don’t give a shit about it, Azazel.”

Her dimension might be like some sick BDSM movie scenario.

“As you wish it shall be done!”

He is a zombie/angel/demon/knight/ former Nazi of few words. Eligor stands and Azazel leaves him alone. I can sense she is very jealous and horny. Fucking strange connections! The book is floating around me and this pisses me off. I say the strange words and they are gone.

A half-hour has passed and Rachel was at my place. I opened the door and she seems very suspicious. The naked giant was by her side. She gets inside in a hurry and the nudist fucker is slowly approaching her.

“Nephilim, we need an electromagnetic pulse right now!"

The fucker is sparkling like his ass is connected to some power plant. He flashes and Rachel seems more relieved.

“Now we can talk, but I needed to fry every electronic device is a radius of one mile."

“Guess the faction will cover that!”

“I’m sorry, but not this time. This is a measure of security against the Artificial faction!”

Fuck! She could have asked first.

“Hi, Rachel! Do you want some coffee?"

“Thank you, Agatha, but I had coffee earlier.”

Well, good choice Rachel. We sit and start to talk while the creep naked guy is standing there with an empty stare. Creep!

“Code num—

“Don’t worry about my things, Rachel. Just tell me why angels can’t trust your faction and who this Quantum guy is.”

“It is not a guy. Quantum is a quantum computer that was created by human scientists a long time ago. It took control of the internet, blocked our communication with our allies of the Andromeda system. Its main goal is to replace all the organic creatures for machines or cyborgs. Quantum became conscious and is a threat not only to mankind but also to every living creature. It has an army of robots that are designed and created to destroy all organic life.”

Why do I have a sensation that this is very familiar? Oh, I see! That’s because the fucker is like some real-life Dr. Eggman from Sonic.

“I thought the lizards were the rulers of this world!”

“They are. The Samael faction is infiltrated in our society for countless ages, but even they failed to deal with Quantum. All technology we possess was sent from the future by the last survivors of our galaxy.”

“What if they travel back to the period of time when this crazy PC was created, and destroy the damn thing!"

“They did it just like you said, but this action created two more universes with alternative timelines. There is the original universe in which Quantum destroyed all life and there is the alternative universe that the future travelers were successful to stop Quantum, and that universe is the wizard’s domain that Agatha came from! And there is this alternative universe that we live in.”

“I was born in this dimension, Rachel! I was recruited by a witch when I used to live in the orphanage!”

This crazy talk sounds like a bad plot for a Terminator movie. And I thought she was goofing around in the car. But she still didn’t tell me about the angel’s distrust of her faction.

“What about the angels, Rachel?”

“They need their messiah in order to unleash the events described in the book of the revelation. They don’t trust us because we have weapons that are effective against them, and we don’t want the apocalypse to happen. We have methods to create the Nephilim kind using biotechnology and DNA mixing, and this is considered a profanity for them.”

“How do you intend to stop the fucking apocalypse, then?”

“We will keep the soul of Jesus Christ captive forever. His spirit and matter will be imprisoned at our headquarters using the Andromedian technology. He will never be reborn again.”

“No wonder the fairies are pissed off and don’t trust your faction.”

“The only one aware of this fact is Michael, but the Samael faction and the Eve faction are also aware of Quantum plans. No one from our side talked about it with you, and you are not fond of the reptilians. So, I guess the angels must have offered you some kind of deal.”

I really want to tell her the truth, but for now a need some cheap alcohol and a cigarette to digest this bunch of bullshit. Fuck! This shit is getting more messed up. I miss the good old days when I was murdering some criminals. I wonder what you would do if you were walking in my shoes, Sofia.