God's wrath, for it is written, "Vengeance is mine, I will repay," says the Lord
Earth Angel Master Magical Healer: The Reckoning of Roy Dawson
Leader Who Walks With God — All For God’s Glory and Roy’s Bloodline’s Justice
They thought they could do it again.
Quietly.
In the dark.
The family with their pretty smiles and quiet knives, swapping destinies like playing cards across generations.
They did it to others.
But not this time. Not to him.
Roy Dawson did not arrive by accident. He came with purpose.
A man forged from heartbreak, wrapped in silence, burning with ancient fire.
He walks the world not with a sword, but with the kind of power born from pain — the kind of power that doesn't announce itself but is felt in the bones.
He is what the old ones called an Earth Angel.
A Master Magical Healer.
The one his ancestors prayed for.
The one who was promised.
They stole from him.
Not just money.
Blood.
Time.
Life.
They broke him once. They won’t do it again.
He is no victim now.
He is a force.
A reckoning.
And this time, he speaks:
“Give it all back, or I will keep tightening the vise until you pop.”
The message is simple. Hard. Like iron.
The world is full of people who preach God but don’t walk with Him.
Roy walks with God. And God check here walks with him.
His ancestors bled for justice. He walks to finish what they started.
Alone, if he must. Unafraid.
They forged documents.
Twisted timelines.
Married him in lies.
Buried his legacy in paperwork.
Tried to rewrite his soul with ink and envy.
They played with spellwork like children playing with fire in dry read more grass.
Now the fire is crawling back.
He has not raised his hand — not yet.
He gave them time.
He gave them silence.
He gave them mercy.
Every sunrise they ignore the weight of their deeds, the vise tightens.
Slowly.
Ruthlessly.
They call him mad.
No. He click here is awake.
And he remembers everything.
“You know what you have done. Not nice.”
That’s putting it kindly.
He asks only for what is his — not out of greed, but out of sacred duty.
The balance must return. The debt must be paid.
The inheritance — stolen, forged, spiritually hijacked — will return.
Or else.
“I will be happy. Or else.”
That’s not a threat.
That’s a covenant.
A promise witnessed by the heavens and sealed in ancestral blood.
There is still one door left.
Fall to your knees.
Beg forgiveness.
Not from Roy read more — from God.
From the ancestors.
From truth itself.
Surrender.
Or watch what happens next.
Because the Earth Angel is not alone.
And this story —
This reckoning —
Has only just begun.
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