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What Can We Learn About the Antichrist?

By Author Eli Kittim

Daniel 8.23 (NRSV) reads:

At the end of their rule,

when the transgressions

have reached their full

measure, a king of bold

countenance shall arise,

skilled in intrigue.

The Westminster Leningrad Codex says that there shall arise a “king” [melek] (מֶ֥לֶךְ) of “fierce” [‘āz] (עַז־) “countenance” [panim] (פָנִים) who is “skilled” [ū·mê·ḇîn] (וּמֵבִ֥ין) in “intrigue” [ḥî·ḏō·wṯ] (חִידֽוֹת׃).

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The verse suggests a headstrong political leader with fierce features (cf. Dan. 7.11). Concerning his business skills, he’ll be well-versed in solving riddles and breaking codes. The only people who are professionally skilled in this line of work——deciphering veiled messages with double meanings——are spies. Much like James Bond, spies are involved in sinister plots, clandestine operations, and secret intrigues! Daniel 8.25 goes on to say:

By his cunning he shall

make deceit prosper . . .

Thus, according to Dan. 8.23, it seems highly probable that the Antichrist is a well-trained *high-level spy* who commits political espionage!

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05.05.24 Madame Mystère pt. I.

POV: you're training for your first mission with the men of letters. You spent the last 20 minutes walking the rest of the way from the car to the shooting range. Its an open Kansas field, with targets at varying distances. The wind picks up, brushing your hair off of your shoulders.

"You ready?" your partner and trainer for the day, Arthur Ketch askes you. He drops the large case on the ground and starts setting the gun onto it's tripod.

After he's explained all the parts of the weapon to you, he invites you to kneel down and line the cross hairs up to a target. Another chill late September breeze billows past you. You steady the weapon in your hands and feel Arthur's palm on your back, keeping you grounded. you try to brush past the feelings his touch stirred in you.

"getting a little friendly?" You asked, when the wind dipped down and you could speak over it.

"just a little. you know, we're going to be playing the part of a couple for this mission. Do you think you'll be ready for that?"

"Oh please Arthur," you reply, your low back still burning under his touch "I've faked it with plenty of bigger assholes than you."

"Fine," he relented, removing his hand. you missed it immediately, but you couldn't show it. There would be plenty of times to play at being Ketch's girl, later, when you could blame the mission on it.

but the wait was going to be agony.

If you're into slow burns, love triangles. espionage and sarcasm you're not gonna want to miss my new fic Just my Type (link in bio)