Disaster foretold to come, upon the earth believed none of this acclaim: going on with their destined lives, as if nothing would change.
The event to come is foretold to have many changes for us, rearranging the former considered in our lives: abilities able to alter the world's acknowledged norm.
The account disclosed this fact that the host, whether dead or alive, was pending due judgment, awaiting souls confronting all those set in the first heaven and earth that exist.
This event foretold to come has no favorites, reacting simply to a given push aimed, making its occurrence, rearranging all the things we know exist in reality.
In this story, the foretold account is another beginning and ending between the heaven and the earth: replacing the first created with a new one.
The first heaven and its earth were destroyed, making the entire first create a totally different fact: composing a Lake of fire.
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