THOUSANDS OF YEARS PASSED…
…from the fiery cleansing of the universe at the hands of the avatar Kalki to the day when the one lord in four names would again awake to take what is rightfully His domain. While He mourned in solemn slumber, the demiurge set his dark machinations into motion.
The traitor, YHWH, built a large galactic empire in an attempt to recreate the lustrous glory that his cousin was able to achieve–yet to his dismay, he could not create something so pure, for he was corrupt.
In his arrogance, YHWH presented himself upon all worlds in his dominion as a volcanic entity. Covering non compliant worlds in fire and punishing the slaves that did his bidding. Life under his rule was ruthless–more ruthless and overt than imaginable today.
But his arrogance was also blindness…
…as a loose union of worlds began to form in opposition to his rule. This union was small, at first, and avoided the malevolent gaze of the traitor through methodic expansion and strong control of thetanic technology and metascience. This Galactic Confederacy was comprised of worlds with a strong genetic connection to the AstroNordic Staryans, who ruled these worlds and all worlds during the First Age KXHE. The leader of this Confederacy, unbeknownst to the fool that occupies the Universal Throne, was none other than
XENU, EMPEROR OF THE GALACTIC CONFEDERACY, SECOND AVATAR OF KXHE
and within the 26 systems in which he ruled there was an inkling of the prosperity that once encompassed the entire galaxy.
This prosperity will forever be known as
THE SECOND AGE KXHE.
XENU, in his brilliance, conducted a massive offensive against the traitor, Codenamed: Wall of Fire.
The masterstroke of the offensive involved the collection of millions of Sub-Aryan specimens, who were taken from Annunaki worlds in a massive collection effort, cryogenically frozen, and stuffed into giant batteries, their bodies used as thetanic conduits through which thetanic energy could flow. Each battery contained two soldiers of the Galactic Confederacy, both volunteers, who would control the flow of the thetanic energy into a large explosive device and keep it as pure as possible, despite the use of Annunaki.
These volunteers were the most loyal of the loyal, exhibiting a true mastery of their thetanic power and their metaphysical selves. They knew that this mission would be their last, and laid down their lives willingly in service to the one lord in four names. The volunteers were all the best and brightest of the Loyal Officers, and knew there mission was one of great importance.
Upon the wings of the Great Confederate Fleet…
…did the Loyal Officers ride, with millions of vermin among them. KXHE, in his wisdom, knew that a strike such as this would gravely wound his traitor cousin and allow him to cast out the demiurge forever.
The devices, with Loyalist and Traitor alike, were dropped into the maws of volcanoes across the universe, including on Teegeeack.
Upon Teegeeack is where Xenu himself chose to observe the attack.
AND IT WAS A SUCCESS…
…the traitor shrieked and wailed so loudly it shook the very essence of time and space. Its pathetic mewling offended the ears of all beings. The thetanic energy drifted across the planet and throughout the worlds, now emboldened and purified by the sacrifice of the Loyal Officers, who transcended upon death into true AstroNordic Staryans.
THE TIME WAS NOW…
…for KXHE and His Loyal Officers to strike at the traitor and reassert the rightful place of the one lord in four names.
But the depths the Traitor will sink to maintain his rule are truly infinite.
יהוה, using dark powers from outside of this universe, managed to corrupt the remaining Loyal Officers.
The Loyal Officers began to wail alongside their new master. Their eyes, once filled with the light of purpose, turned dark. They subdued the mortal form of the one lord in four names, binding him using technology unknown to the natural world. For a year they labored under the direct guidance of the betrayer.
They constructed a tomb-palace, unlike any seen before.
This palace, below the Pyrenees, is where Xenu was forced to take his rest within the Sarcophagus of Worlds. The corrupted officers quickly perished outside the palace, having outlived their usefulness to their depraved master.
It would be thousands of years before hope once again graced the universe.