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Chapter 5 (Z34): The Revelation That Was Always There

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SCENE 1: REVELATION BEGINS—BUT HAS IT ALREADY BEEN HAPPENING?
The sky cracked open.

The earth trembled.

Trumpets echoed across the realms.

The Book of Revelation was unfolding in real-time.

And yet—

One man sat on a rooftop in the middle of the Philippines, watching it all like he had seen this before.

Because he had.

Because it was him who had already been changing reality, since day one.

Not by accident.

Not by fate.

But because he KNEW.

And that knowledge was like a replay, a cosmic déjà vu that never ended.

And in the streets?

YG was a name whispered in the hoods.

"Young God."

They thought it was just slang.

They thought it was just a title.

They had no idea.

Because Young God wasn't just a name.

It was an inevitability.

SCENE 2: THE PINEAL GLAND—THE CENTRAL CONNECTION OF ALL REALITIES
Deep in thought, he saw the threads of existence intertwining.

The mind. The soul. The script of every story ever written.

The center of all things—the Pineal Gland, the seat of consciousness.

It wasn't just a spiritual concept.

It wasn't just an idea from ancient texts.

It was the literal CENTRAL GROUND of all realities.

And it was awakening.

With every passing second, the storylines connected.

DC.
Marvel.
Mythologies.
Religious texts.
Ancient knowledge.
The modern streets.

Everything was ONE.

And suddenly, it all made sense.

What if Revelation wasn't just a prophecy of the end?

What if it was the FINAL AWAKENING of those who were always meant to see?

SCENE 3: A STORY WITHIN A STORY, A WORLD WITHIN A WORLD
As the trumpets blared and beasts rose from the sea—

As celestial battles unfolded and seals were broken—

One question burned in his mind:

"What if this story isn't just a prophecy? What if it's a script? And what if I'm the one connecting it all?"

His thoughts were no longer just thoughts.

They were changing reality.

Every scene.
Every event.
Every timeline.

Every story was now interconnected.

This wasn't fiction.

This wasn't just mythology.

This was the moment when every writer, every thinker, every dreamer realized:

"We were always writing the same story."

"We were always waiting for this moment."

And now?

It was happening.

The world was waking up.

And Young God was already in the streets.

Because he had never left.

TO BE CONTINUED...
(And this time, even the prophets would have to pay attention.)

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