December 12, 2012 arrived and people reacted. Some were dancing in the streets, others who firmly believed the world would end spiraled into chaos. Most, believed the world would not end, and everything would be the same. As it was, neither party was right.

At twelve past noon, at exactly twelve seconds after the twelfth minute, a man appeared in the heavens, and pronounced himself the new God. That was it For two minutes, there was a man's face in the sky, he spoke for two seconds, then vanished. The sky was left empty once more. However brief his appearance, it sparked a huge uproar among the people of Earth.

Many of the people, fell to their knees immediately, worshiping this new God. Even those who didn't have any religious belief before that moment, did now. The people who followed their religions judiciously, rebelled against this new God. They already had one. Surely now, of all times, he would make himself known to them. They all went to their temples, churches, and holy places to pray. The Pope himself, stood before his faith, his devoted followers watching from all over the world as the news camera's were zeroed in on him.

He told them, this was a test of faith. God, could not show himself to his people because it would surely be too magnificent for their minds to handle, it would surely kill them all. This new God was merely a test. To prove how devoted they were to their God, they needed to unite together. They had to declare war! They had to fight this new God, and slay him if they could. They could not let this false deity sway them from their beliefs or their rightful place in heaven.

As the mass of people in the crowd before him, and around the world, cheered in agreement with the Pope, the new God appeared behind him. The new God materialized a sword out of thin air, and with the grace that no human could ever copy, beheaded the Pope. The screams could be heard even from space as several millions of people, screamed together as one. The new God was standing where the Pope had been but seconds before, no blood could be seen on his person, the body of the Pope already vanished.

His face was everywhere as the world quieted. News and streamed lived over the internet. He stared at them all with a blank expression.

"I am the God Hektor." His deep base voice boomed over the assembly before him. "I come from another place that is forever blocked from here. I will not go into detail as it is not important. What is, is that this is my home now, and you are my people. Those who oppose me, will meet the same fate as the man who stood here before me." He looked over the people for moment, allowing his words to sink into their minds. Then he continued in the same calm tone. "You must decide; either you are with me, or you are not. Because I am a fair God, and believe in chances, I will spare all for now. You will have two days. I believe that is a fair amount of time. You must follow me, worship me completely, if there are blasphemers, terrorists, or evil doers, I will find you, and you will be eliminated. You will be complete, or not at all."

Having said all he needed to say, he vanished once more.

The two days he gave became known as the 'Time of Decision'. Within the first few hours alone, thousands committed ritual suicide. There were those who tried to kill their children before killing themselves. If they were going to the afterlife to be with their true God, then so would their children. However, when they tried, there was an impenetrable barrier around the children, and anyone else who didn't want to die. Not even bombs could harm them.

One the third day, those who opposed Hektor dropped dead. For some people, people who couldn't, or wouldn't, devote themselves to Hektor completely, died. This week became known as the 'Week of Reaping.'

At the end, Hektor appeared once more. For the first time, he smiled. "Welcome my children, to a new Era. Welcome to my order."