As I always do, I started to ask questions about what I had seen. It had been a while since the last time I spoke to Jullian and his companion. If there were to be anyone that was going to give it to me straight, it would be Jullian’s companion. In the morning, I sent a message to Jullian, asking him the simple question about the door. I wanted to find out the history of the door and why I keep on coming across this door from time to time.
I spent a great deal of time gathering information in all directions if I thought I would get answers by lifting a mountain I was going to do so. A week went by after my message to Jullian with no reply. I was not about to wait for him to respond, I started to dig deeper.
First, I started off with researching demonology. Several sites gave information on demons and classes. There was plenty of information supplied to me, names, ranks, and what they have done. There was a problem though, what I was searching for was not originally a fallen angel from the bible or related to any other religion. This entity, as far as I believe, has probably never seen Earth, may not even have knowledge of Earths existence. Finding written and published documents in this realm may prove to be impotent. It could be possible that all cultures have been forgotten in the sands of time or the next thought was that humanoids just do not know of this at all. Which would make me think that what I saw was an illusion of the mind and my subconscious mind made the whole thing up?

I took things in a different direction, if there were no written document, maybe it would be possible for my consciousness to find the information in the other realms. Before I left red eyes, I saw the entities home, if it existed and was still around, there might be something that would answer the questions of an inquisitive mind. I had a poster of NASA’s solar systems, night after nightfall, I projected my consciousness out, picking one location after another, scanning for anything that would resemble what I saw, nothing came close to this planet. What if it was not a planet or moon but a sun? I ventured in that direction, still nothing! I had covered the whole poster that I bought, the journey was, and I saw and felt things that I could not imagine. I remembered the word ‘trust my intuition and to continue to question everything that does not seem right.’
It is well known that we have not been able to study everything, the oceans and seas, land nor space. We have only begun to understand a small sliver of what is around us. What if the home was located at a point where NASA has not been able to see … yet!
I willed myself to go to the darkest void of space and time, where little light breaks through, and low mass is there. It was the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen. There was no planets, moons or even a sun, just small little specks the size of rice floating around. The only light around was radiating off of my soul when the particles gravitated towards me, they started to shine. Increasingly they began to swirl around me in a counter clock rotation. Fascinating how in a location that appears to have nothing, there is still energy, it was raw and ancient.
Searching for energy that was large enough to have a gravitational pull was not easy. I was starting to consider that there was nothingness but natural recycled power. A bright flash exploded in my mind, materials immediately moved in one location, with a brilliant burst everything was separated outwards. These scraps are the traces of what was possibly red eyes home. That would explain why I am unable to find what I saw. The physical body of the planet was ruined.
I thought that with this location I would have been alone, soon I started to see shadows moving. Focusing all of my attention, I observed the shadow moulding, I did not feel threatened, but a great deal of sadness overcame me. It was not the explosion that killed everything here, it was disagreements and war that brought the inhabitants to their own destruction. Those that did escape the pending doom carry on the same issues of death consumption and the attempt of domination.
I saw red eyes, he was not behind a door nothing like that. This was his home, and he was not about to leave what he believed to be his. There were others with red eyes, just as infuriated as he, vengeance was what they existed for. To get back at their enemies for the wrongdoing that was placed on them. In the depths of red eyes third eye, there was a profound amount of grief, hidden in the abysses of his soul. All of this together made him the most dangerous entity I have ever come across.
Not only was he one of the oldest bodies that I met, the power he possesses fueled by codes of retribution, there is only one thing that is standing in his way, a wooden door. His and many others coffin that was seld trillion billion million centuries ago. Why? What brought on this imprisonment pond hundreds of souls!

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