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John appeared before Hiayog or he is a Yeu of God.  I want you to go to the city of Enoch and bear me witness that if they change their ways I will save their city or I will surely destroy it and stay behind there if they do. 

“What do you want me to say?” Hiayog asked.

“I will give it to you,” John said, “It will be like you speaking but I will be putting the words in your mouth. You are never to tell anyone that you said it but always give me the credit only and see that no one credits you with my words. You are a Yeu and I am your Lord.”

“When do I go?” Hiayog asked.

“When you go will be soon enough,” John answered.

Now Hiayog knew being a Yog that the entire city would repent but it was something the people of his family the Yogs had been praying about for some time because if Enoch was to flourish anymore they were likely to come to the wilderness after every Yog. They begged God, “Please come down and destroy Enoch. They threaten your people in their rhetoric and seek to destroy even the dead to get at us.” Now he wanted to save them from destruction and leave him behind there! He was outraged. But he was a Yog after all and would not disobey John or worse do something worthy of death and have to move to the cities.

So he set out to go. But he went by a long route. Then in his travels he came across a town that had strange scary creatures carved into the arch at the entrance to the town and blasphemies written on the sides of the creatures. He could not stand to look upon the hideous creatures and his spirit was sorely vexed when he read each blasphemy wondering just what John would put up with when it came to wickedness.

“My Lord,” Hiayog said, “Surely this place is completely evil.”

“The people here are nice and friendly,” John said, “They just did that to the entry so as not to anger the people of the city of Enoch to whom they have to pay tribute.”

Hiayog went to bypass the city entirely anyway.

“Do you believe their ploy and not me?” John asked him.

“Lord,” Hiayog replied, “There is magic power in names. What kind of power is there to a town with no name that has all that pictured and written against God.”

“You, Hiayog, are afraid of magic,” John said, raising his voice to his Yeu.

“It is a fact,” Hiayog said, “I believe in the magical power of a name because people read it or hear it and it starts their thinking a certain way and if it is strongly said it carries even more weight.”

“But my voice is a low, quiet voice,” John said, “Yet people listen to me. Do you know what my name means in the language of those once thought to be God’s people? It means, ‘God is gracious,’ and I assure you that God is gracious but there is much about God you do not understand. Who is God to be influenced by words and pictures of the evil other than to know wickedness is about. There are no creatures like that anywhere on earth.”

“But Lord, their image will be in my mind forever. I will never die like the rest of the Yeu. If something bad happens to me in that town, those creatures and them horrible signs will haunt me even forever,” Hiayog said.

“This is no way for my Yog to act,” John said. “Do you not know I can call out legions of angels and God will grant it any time I need it. You are safe. But you fear for your mind. Who made the mind? Do you honestly think I cannot cause you to handle pictures and words on a sign? You could read their evil books and Jesus could bring your mind back to perfection if you, but called on him. You know me. Know Jesus also.”

Then Hiayog heard John and Jesus talking.

“Should I just take the images and the words of the sign away from him?” John asked. “He fears that his mind might be contaminated. He will see things no one who is good would ever set eyes on if there was a choice.”

“He is right,” Jesus the King of All said. “You are wrong. Everything he says is true.”

“But it is a harmless little town with nice people who never do anything to warrant death,” John said.

“Their sign is wicked,” Jesus said. “Destroy the sign and put his mind at rest. Then have him go into the town and promise them our protection so long as they do not put another up. Are they not better off with our protection than a ton of such signs that carry with them a certain magic among outsiders. I lie not. They are better off with us than the harm it does to the minds of those that enter expecting some very evil people. Their town might grow.”

“I will destroy the arch,” John said to Hiayog. “Will you go in then?”

“If they will respect me,” Hiayog said, “I will think about it.”

John hit the sign and it suddenly burst into flames and burned in a very short time to a pile of ashes on each side of the road and a line of ashes like a shadow of the arch itself.

Hiayog heard a loud cry as the people of the town ran his way, surprised so many people lived in what now appeared to be a sleepy little village. They grabbed him many ahold of both arms and his legs with others kicking him in the sides of his legs, his arms, his stomach and his ribs.

He cried out, “Lord save me!!!” at the top of his lungs.

John took him out of their hands and he was gone from the town. But John said, “I want you to go back to that town and tell them if they do not build another we will protect them.”

“Lord! They were about to tear me apart or kill me with violence and you say they are nice people? And that now, even now, you want me to go back to that?” Hiayog said.

“Yes,” John said.

“I will not!” an angry Hiayog said. “It is bad enough you want me to save Enoch. Now this? Are you serious?”

“I am,” John said. “Now just settle down. They were out of their minds with fear that they would have no protection, the reason they built the arch. We will do our best to protect them which is worth many such signs even to those in Enoch. When you save Enoch, assuming they believe you, will they not be offended by that sign and come and destroy that town? Now it is safe. It was not before. But they will erect another if you do not tell them I will protect them.”

Hiayog sat by the road with nothing he could say, but he did not want to go back into that town. That much he knew.

John looked into the future and saw a bustling little city there in just years and was all the more determined but he needed a Yeu to reach them or he would have to reach them himself.

“Is that your final decision?” John asked Hiayog.

Hiayog nodded, thinking John was testing his wisdom.

“Then I will go myself manifested as you,” John said, “They will be unable to tell the difference. Watch me and see what I would have done with you.”

Then John placed Hiayog in an alleyway between two stores right in the town so he could see and hear everything without being seen or even suspected of being there. Then John manifested as Hiayog walked back into the town where all its people still stood unable to understand what had happened to Hiayog.

When he got to the black ashes in the road which was a short ways away he magnified his voice enough to be heard by everyone at once. They were amazed thinking they recognized the same man who had somehow escaped them but it was John.

“My name is John,” he said. “I destroyed your archway. I did so to point out to you that from now on I will protect you which is worth many such signs.”

They were all silent and had a blank expression and a state of unbelief to their eyes.

John waited.

Then one of them said, “You are going to protect us?”

They all broke out laughing.

“What has the greater magic,” John asked, “Me or your sign?”

That gave them something to think about besides the fact John had destroyed their sign.

“I can call a legion of angels to protect you any time I want,” John said.

“Angels?” they asked.

John nodded with big eyes.

“What are you God?” they asked.

John just looked at them and then he said, “I have the authority to call on angels whenever I want.”

“What do we have to do?” some deep in the crowd shouted to be sure he could be heard.

“Just keep doing what you have been doing and don’t do anything that leads to death,” John said. “I mean like murder, adultery or marrying a close relative and just continue to be nice to one another and strangers.”

“Why strangers if you will protect us anyway,” another one asked. “A lot of strangers that come in here are not very nice.

“Now your sign is gone,” John said, “That may change. Believe in God for his protection and guidance in every area of your life. You will start noticing a difference right away.”

“I’ll do just that,” someone said and turned and walked through the crowd and soon the entire mob was gone.

Then Hiayog walked through the street to John who disappeared and they left the town in peace.

Finally Hiayog came to Encoh and went from the outskirts of the city on one side all the way through the city shouting, “The destruction of your city has come from John! Repent and do as you did before and he will not destroy the city! Refuse and it will be rubble and all of you dead!”

“Can he do that?” She is the ruler of all evil or Sitroae asked him as he came to the palace on the far end and the ground shook and the palace fell and became rubble and she and those inside all died. Then the city repented and did no more of the things they had been doing since Sitroae had become ruler and they took Hiayog and put him in a mansion surrounded by troops to tell them what John said about just about everything and he gladly abode there.

Now since the eighth generation of the Yogs no one has died but they stopped having children and were surrounded by evil men and women, the descendants of Tsohm and Girl. So Hiayog became their moral voice, the voice of kings and queens from then on and Enoch became a good city no longer intent on destroying good and doing any evil they could devise and the days of the declaration to that fact by the wicked queen Sitroae were forgotten. The good in the city were as safe as Hiayog could keep them and the evil all repented. But anyone who committed an offense that was unto death was sent to Twowo to live out their days since everyone but the Yogs died.

That's the way it went in Twowo with the Yogs coming out to rule the morals of all the major cities until all Yogs lived in large cities as all the locals died and a great age of peace reigned the whole Earth for the Yogs taught people to love others not because of what they said or did but because they were of the Yeus and of God and John was with them.

The people on the New Earth and in the New Jerusalem marveled that John had made such a quick job of it and were delighted for power ruled among the humans but among the Yogs love ruled and they rejoiced to see it. But John prophesied through Hiayog.

It is nice today but the people will turn mean and no longer listen to the Yeus. Rebellions will take place and city will rise against city and nation against nation and the good shall perish from some cities and only flourish in others. Good requires evil to exist, and evil requires good to be united against because power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Therefore a new thing will happen for there will be evil Yogs in the land.

Author's Note

Needs editing