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The Hammer rose and fell swiftly, the point of impact upon the nail, driving its full 3 inches through the wrist of his hand, piecing it, through tendon and sinew. It tore through veins, shattered wood and went into the rough wooden beam. Blood flowed freely. The Man, in agony, willed himself to endure the pain that coursed through His body. As the hammer again rose and fell again and again. The Man could feel the heartbeat of that soldier. Looking at the soldier who brutally carried on his blood work, he knew that the soldier was wonderfully made, a perfect creation of His. He breathed, in ragged breaths as the soldier went over His other side to resume his work. He saw through His bruised eye, the only one not closed, because of the swelling upon His face, the multitudes laughing, jeering, snearing at Him.

His thoughts ran rampent. Is He to die for them? And He felt within Him, the Love that He bore towards them. And His thoughts focused upon the only one that mattered. As he forced Himself up to breath, His back rasped against the rough wooden beam, His back covered with the hundreds of open wounds rubbed against the thousands of splinters forcing many of them into His flesh. Raggedly the Man cried out "Forgive them Father, for They Do not know what they do!"

In the Heavens above, He saw that bloody, bruised mess of flesh. He tensed as He saw that His Beloved Son was being treated like so. A Million memories of Him ran through His mind, of them one stood promient. "I'm willing to go Father. Send me to them.." His Emotions ran within His Great being. Stregthening His Resolve, He allowed it.

The Sins of the world, past, present and future gathered around this tiny mountain. As it came together, the darkness, the stench of evil permeated the atmosphere. And It came upon the figure upon the cross.

The Father, unable to see the sight of His only child, was forced to turn away...

And for once, the Son, felt the eyes of His Father, turning away. Leaving Him alone. Facing It alone. For once, saddness coursed through Him as He cried out ""Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"

"My God, My God, WHY HAVE Thou FORSAKEN ME??!"

As seconds ticked by, He felt the darkness, the sickness, the evils of a thousand generation permeating Him. And He knew that soon it would be completed.

Time passed, Seconds turned to minutes, Minutes into hours. As a drizzle began, He knew that It is finished. Turning His eyes towards Him, He cried out with the last of His strength. "IT IS FINISHED!!"

With that cry, the Earth Shattered, buildings crumbled and the Veil, that Seperated He and US was torn asunder. With the death of the saviour. Salvation is now, completed..

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