Prologue:


My mother once told me a story…


Mother told me a story about a young man. The young man was handsome, high class, a very successful man indeed in various ways. This man was perfect in our society. This man had everything, earned everything wanted everything and was everything. Mother liked to call him Rumion.
Like I had mentioned, Rumion was the perfect man, but had a side of him that was and was never perfect. Despite his wealth, successful and profound way of living, he, however, wasn’t happy. Like I had also mentioned, Rumion was greedy and wanted more to make him jubilant. Whether it was possessions, antiques, money, food, girls; he wanted it. Rumion looked down upon individuals who weren’t as successful, weren’t as wealthy, people of society who were living in poverty and even citizens of whom they’re life was crumbling in the palm of their hands. Rumion never cared; he was never a Good Samaritan. He always believed that these poor citizens of the world were wicked and of that, God never gave them mercy. Rumion believed that they deserved everything that shunned their miserable life; according to Rumion, they all deserved to go to hell.
But one day Rumion’s life began to dissipate. Laid off his job, he had no money to pay taxes, lost his only home and he was in serious debt because of all his needs. As years went on, Rumion became an alcoholic and his family had abandoned him. He was involved with rape and brutally beaten up on people for money; some of whose innocent lives had been taken.
In the end, all of this cruelty, punishment and hell had devoured Rumion and drove him mad. In which resulted as an overdose of per scripted drugs was what had eventually killed him. For Rumion, suicide was the answer to all of life’s inconveniences.
But like he had hoped, Rumion didn’t fly to the gates of heaven. Instead Rumion was destined to go to the dungeons of hell for eternity. Over several hundreds of years working in the coal mines, Satan took pity on Rumion and gave the lost soul a task.
Satan brought Rumion up into earth’s atmosphere and bribed Rumion two hundred million dollars if he would stay on earth and complete an important task that could not be of fault. Rumion was given the task to collect innocent and guilty souls and throw them all into the fires of hell. Like the cruel man Rumion knew he was, he ambushed numerous souls of who he thought were destined to go to hell. Rumion was a sick man and eventually grew himself mad again. Rumion began to kill any soul he found good or evil and slaughter humans and collect their souls for the fun of it. These humans could not see Rumion; the humans were at a disadvantage.
God threw anger and frustration toward Rumion and Satan and decided to end this sick massacre at once! God had sent and gave one million of heaven's angels a task. The angels had to descend to earth and each angel would chose four humans around the world to obtain the power or ability to see, hear, touch and cross over lost souls in purgatory. These humans would have to cross over these spirits in short periods of time before Rumion would even dare to chain a soul. God chose certain individuals internationally to gain the sight of seeing. God had known that these people could save and protect innocent souls and human lives, from the clutches of Rumion.
But as God had hoped it didn’t work as planned. People began to worry, complain to the government, persecuting the church thinking that God had bestowed a plague upon them; the humans who were born with the sight did nothing. Half of them didn’t even know they were born with this life changing ability. The ones that did know the gift granted upon them had no indication of what their mission was.
But for a high percentage of these necromancers, once they had discovered what their mission here on earth was……………





They were already dead