KCI: Legend of a Courageous Prophet

MY NAME IS COURAGE
(PROLOGUE)

My name is Courage. I listen to the soothing sounds of tranquility as I sit calmly at the bow of my Destiny Cruiser. I am a young christian believer sent to preach the gospel (the good news) of the kingdom to the unbelievers of the world. Not having had much experience in this area of ministry, I pray that God will be with me in a foreign world.

Zoar. That is my destination: a wicked and evil people that no prophet would even dare to set foot on the same dirt with. Why is a young, inexperienced priest appointed to undertake such a dreaded task instead of one of the many wise and experienced elders of my homeland? It confounds me. All I know is that everything and everyone I've ever known is at stake...

The truth is that whether we know it or not, we are all dying... and we are already dead... and there is nothing we can do about it. I know it hurts. But, it is the first thing that frees us. We are constantly paying a great debt of eternal condemnation that we will never be able to compensate for... never... I won't go into details. However, this is why the world needs to hear the gospel, which is the revelation of Christ and what He has done for us. For, we are forever enslaved under the liability of our father unless we know someone, not under that debt, who has finished it for us. This gospel is the power of God unto salvation. It is the believing of this doctrine that saves us from eternal death.

It has been 1,500 years since the Christ (the Son of God) was crucified in this world for the redemption of mankind from eternal death and since the bounding of the fallen angel, Lucifer. The Christians still suffer a great deal of affliction and persecution in their mission of preaching the gospel to the world. It is Mystery that separates us... 500 years ago, history dates of a time of great jubilance and high spirits when four ingenious scientists completed a secretive, government-controlled operation for the experimentation of the human organism's response to transmit signals. They discovered that human intelligence can be linked by transmitting airwaves. Really, what more connection do we need with this planet of dust? Anyway, the artificial intelligence is malfunctioning; and they're not aware of it.

Ocean waves ripple as the ship sails north across the vast, great sea. The morning sun rises in the east, bringing a radiant warmth to the right side of my body and causing my left to feel like a damp shadow. My eyelids begin to fall wearily when suddenly the boat's IGPS disrupts me: "Good morning, Courage. You have now entered the Zoaran Sea at nine forty-five, thirty-three degrees south from your destination: Zoar."

"Thanks for the wake-up call, Destiny," I reply to the IGPS program. "What's the approximate time for arrival?"

"At current speed," Destiny says, "your arrival should occur approximately within three hours and thirty minutes at thirteen-fifteen."

"Well, that's good news. This has been a long voyage. It's relieving to know that we're almost there."

"I am happy for you, Courage------" The IGPS program rambles speedily in distortion, not making any sense.

I check the controls in haste, attempting to set them properly to fix the situation. "Destiny," I called in confusion. The problem continued until I restarted the IGPS program entirely. "Destiny, reboot!"

"Hello, I am Destiny, Interactive Global Positioning System D-3000," the program reboots.

"Voice authorization, Courage."

"Voice authorization, accepted. Hello, Courage."

"Give me the reception status."

"Reception Status: I am receiving new broadcast signals from... Mystery." The program ceases her communication to allow room for the incoming reception. "---Who are you?---Cannot read data---What is your business here--- Scanning Error...---You are not welc--- Leave now--- Stranger---Turn your ship now--- Leave--- Or face consequences--- Depart at once--- Unknown host--- Turn--- Leave now---..." Reception disturbance ends. "Mark-Yielding-Signal-Transmission-Exploiting-Revering-Yes. MYSTERY, the world's only super interlink between humans all around the globe. Connecting to Mystery in five... four..."

"Destiny, shut down interactivity!"

"Good bye, Courage. IGPS shutting down."

I breathe out a deep sigh of relief once the program shuts down. Like I said, the system is malfunctioning. And no one has the slightest clew... Despite my slight feeling of slight insecurity, I choose to defiantly face my fears head on. "If God is for me, who can be against me? What can the world do to me?"