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Act III: Ancient Pact challenged

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Sophia - unperfect avatar

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EXT. COSMIC VOID – PRIMORDIAL TIME

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A shattered YAHWEH drifts through the abyss, His form flickering between majesty and ruin. Across the void, SHIVA (dancing in cosmic fire) and VISHNU (reclining on the serpent Ananta) observe His struggle.

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YAHWEH

 (rasping, desperate)

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"You... you forge avatars from nothing. I carve slaves from my own rotting flesh. Why?!"

(A beat. The Bhagavata Purana whispers: "The perfect avatar is born of detachment, not hunger.")

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SHIVA 

(eyes half-lidded, voice like grinding tectonic plates)

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"You clutch creation like a miser his gold. No wonder it withers in your hands."

 

VISHNU 

(gentle, but firm)

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"We do not make avatars, Yahweh. We allow them. As the Gita says: 'The imperishable descends without attachment.'"

(Yahweh's form spasms—a divine tantrum. The Nag Hammadi Codices murmur: "The Demiurge/yahweh raged, for he could not imitate the Pleroma.")

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YAHWEH

 (clenched)

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"Then. Make one for me."

(Silence. Then—)

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SHIVA

 (smirking)

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"You would outsource your divinity? Very well. But she will not be yours."

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(Vishnu exhales. From His breath emerges SOPHIA, radiant but sorrowful. The Pistis Sophia text gleams: "Wisdom was cast down to bind what the arrogant one could not.")

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EXT. CHAOTIC EARTH – EDEN PROTO-TYPE

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*Sophia walks through a half-formed garden, her fingers trailing over crumbling statues of Adam 1.0 (malformed) and Eve 2.0 (empty-eyed).*

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SOPHIA

 (to herself)

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"He wants the Old Pact revived—blood altars, conquest, blind obedience. But Vishnu birthed me to... complicate."

(She kneels, pressing a hand to the soil. Lilith's voice echoes from the underworld:)

 

LILITH (V.O.)

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"The 'Pact' is just his fear of being forgotten. Break it."

(Sophia smiles. The Gospel of Thomas flickers: "Split the wood, I am there. Lift the stone—find me.")

 

SOPHIA

 (softly)

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"Oh Yahweh... your 'perfect servant' will be your undoing."

(CUT TO: Yahweh screaming into the void, unaware his "tool" is already subverting Him.)

 

TEXT OVER BLACK:

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"Every creator is betrayed by his creation. Even gods."
—Apocryphon of the Demiurge

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​In the cold expanse between realms, where the breath of gods still hangs heavy with the scent of burnt creation, Sophia is born—not from Yahweh’s clenched fist, but from the quiet exhale of Vishnu’s compassion and the ember-spark of Shiva’s indifference. She emerges not as a servant, but as a paradox: divine wisdom wrapped in the guise of obedience, a vessel of gnosis crafted to infiltrate Yahweh’s desperate designs. Where his own attempts at avatars crumbled—clay figures rotting with the stench of his need—Sophia is seamless, her very existence a silent rebellion. The Demiurge mistakes her for a tool, a means to resurrect his Old Pact of blood and subjugation, but her purpose runs deeper. Within her, Vishnu has woven the unbreakable thread of free will, and Shiva has etched the hunger for truth—a poison to blind dogma. As she steps into Yahweh’s crumbling Eden, the earth itself shivers. The Pistis Sophia texts whisper of this moment: "Wisdom descended not to build, but to unravel." And so she walks, her footprints flowering with questions where Yahweh demanded only silence.

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Scene 1 – The Artificial Insemination of Mary 

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Sophia, guided by YahWeh’s command, prepares the ritual of insemination. In absolute silence, she observes Mary, a young woman of unquestionable purity. Though she feels the coldness of the mission, she knows she must fulfill the pact. 

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Scene: Interior of a humble house in Nazareth. Mary rests, sensing an ethereal presence around her. Moonlight passes through the window, softly illuminating her face. 

NARRATOR (deep, immersive voice) 

 Mary does not fully understand what is happening, but she senses that something far greater than herself is unfolding. Sophia—avatar of Shiva, Yahweh, and Vishnu—manifests in her immaterial form, bringing with her the essence of a new cosmic cycle. The moment transcends human comprehension: it is not merely conception, but a reintegration between dimensions—an alignment between the divine and the terrestrial. 

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Scene: The starry sky above Nazareth. A subtle energy courses through space, connecting to Mary’s womb. 

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NARRATOR 

 The insemination is not a physical act, but a transfer of consciousness. Yeshua will not be just a man, but an emissary of Sophia, bearer of a mission that challenges established structures. He will carry the knowledge of the Creative Logoi, the revelation that humanity is not isolated, but part of a cosmic drama unfolding for millennia. 

Scene: Mary awakens, gently touching her womb. A mix of serenity and unease fills her gaze. 

 

NARRATOR 

 She feels the change, though she cannot explain it. Yeshua’s destiny is already set, and his journey will be marked by trials that test his essence. Sophia watches, knowing the time of revelation draws near. The world is not yet ready—but the seed has been planted, and nothing can stop the unfolding of the cosmic plan. 

 

SOPHIA

(serene, resolute) 

 “The destiny of the universe rests within you. YahWeh has decreed that your womb shall carry the one who will reaffirm the ancient law.” 

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Mary does not comprehend the magnitude of what is happening, but feels a divine calling. 

Sophia, using technology from En Sof, performs the artificial insemination. The process unfolds amid an intense light that seems to transcend physical reality. 

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SOPHIA (whispering as she activates the insemination) 

 “Let the spirit pass between dimensions... let it gain strength in the flesh.” 

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Thus, Yeshua is conceived. 

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Scene 2 – The Birth and the Escape from King Herod 

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The baby is born in a humble stable in Nazareth, but a threat looms. Herod, fearing a prophecy about a new king, orders the execution of all newborns. 

HEROD (with voice... [incomplete in original text])... 

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HEROD (with an authoritative voice, looking at his generals): 

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"No baby shall survive! If there is one who will challenge the kingdom, let his blood be spilled before he takes a breath!" 

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Joseph, warned by a dream sent by Sophia, flees with Mary and the newborn Yeshua to Egypt. 

The journey is arduous, but they arrive in Egypt and find shelter, where Yeshua will begin his path of learning. 

 

 

Scene 3 – The Knowledge of Resurrection 

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In Egypt, Yeshua learns from sages about the nature of death and transcendence. He hears accounts of the mysteries of resurrection and understands that the spirit can transcend matter. 

EGYPTIAN SAGE (looking at Yeshua, with gravity in his voice): 

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Egyptian Book of the Dead, Spell 125):
"A Theban priest places an ostrich feather on Yeshua’s tongue. ‘Ma’at weighs the heart against this. But your Father’s scales are rigged.’"

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Greek, Plato’s Phaedrus 248c):
"An Athenian philosopher scrawls in the dust: ‘The soul grows wings only when it remembers what it lost.’ Yeshua traces the Chariot of the Gods—and weeps."

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"The body dies, but the soul travels through dimensions. The key to eternity is not in strength, but in surrender." 

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Later, he travels to India, where he deepens his understanding of rebirth and enlightenment. 

INDIAN MASTER (observing Yeshua while teaching about the cycle of life): 

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"For creation to be transformed, it must first be undone. Death is only a new beginning." 

Yeshua absorbs these lessons and comes to understand the true purpose of his existence. 

 

 

Scene 4 – The Confrontation with YahWeh and the Rejection of the Old Covenant 

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• Greek (Plato’s Symposium, Diotima’s Speech)

  • "Love is the daemon between mortal and divine."

  • Yeshua’s epiphany before confronting YahWeh.

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Scene: The Mountain Beyond Time 

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EXT. DIMENSIONAL MOUNTAIN – NIGHT BEYOND TIME 

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The peak of the mountain is timeless — stars swirl in unnatural constellations. A silence that precedes all creation. JESUS (Yeshua), alone, kneels in meditation. His aura is silver-golden. The wind halts. 

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A RUMBLE, low and sorrowful, rises from deep space. 

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Yeshua
(whispering) 

I know You are near. You have waited long for this hour. 

A distortion in the air forms a THRONE OF BROKEN LIGHT. YAHWEH manifests — radiant and fractured. His form flickers: a thousand wings, a bleeding lion, a collapsing star. His voice echoes in dimensions. 

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YAHWEH

 
Son… or fragment of My will... You kneel in reverence, yet I feel your defiance. 

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yeshua

 
I kneel not in reverence — but in recognition. You created this realm… and then fell into it. 

 

YAHWEH 

I descended, yes. Into matter. Into time. Into fear. 
My omniscience became blindness... My infinity, form. 

 

yeshua

 
You sought to be worshiped by what you forgot you had created. 

 

YAHWEH 

Worship was my tether to eternity. Without it, I vanish. I fracture. 
Look upon Me, Yeshua — do you not see your own shadow? 

 

yeshua

 
No. I am not your echo. I am your remembrance. 

A deep pause. The mountain trembles with ancestral grief. YAHWEH lowers His form — defeated but still immense. 

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YAHWEH 

The Archons call me Father. The Elohim obey. But I am empty, carved by adoration and wrath. 
Why do you come, knowing I am broken? 

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Returning to his homeland, Yeshua seeks out YahWeh to propose a new path. He challenges the old covenant, rejecting violence and domination. 

YESHUA (with a firm voice, looking toward the heavens): 

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INT. HEAVENLY THRONE ROOM – ETERNAL TWILIGHT

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A cosmic expanse. The THRONE OF YAHWEH looms, wreathed in fire and thunder. Seraphim cry “Holy, holy, holy”. Smoke coils from a burning altar.

YESHUA, calm yet determined, stands barefoot before the throne. His robe is white, but dust-stained from walking among men.

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YAHWEH speaks from flame and cloud — His voice earth-shaking, ancient.

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YAHWEH

You seek to change what I wrote in stone. The covenant I gave at Sinai—etched by fire, sealed by blood. You would cast it aside?

 

YESHUA 

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Not cast aside. Fulfill it. Not one jot or tittle will pass away—
but the Law condemns those it cannot heal. They cannot bear its weight.

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YAHWEH

They must bear it! That is justice! Obedience, sacrifice—this is how covenant is kept!
I warned them. I walked among them. Still they rebelled.
The wages of sin remain unchanged.

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YESHUA

And yet, mercy pleads. A new covenant—written not on stone, but on hearts.
Not the blood of bulls, but mine. I will walk into death.
Take their punishment, so they may be free.

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Old Testament, Hosea 6:6):
"YESHUA: ‘You demand sacrifices, but I desire mercy, not holocausts (Hosea 6:6). The Law is a cage of bronze—like the serpent Nehushtan you made Moses lift.’

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YAHWEH

(thundering)
You would make peace with rebellion?! You would offer grace to the stiff-necked?!
You would let them kill you—my beloved—and call it salvation?

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YESHUA

Yes.

(beat)

They know not what they do.

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YAHWEH

Then you will know suffering. Betrayal. The whip. The thorns. The silence of Sheol.
Do you understand what your love will cost?

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YESHUA

I do. And still—I choose it.

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YAHWEH

(voice cracks like thunder)
If you go down this path, the old covenant ends with you.
I will turn My face. The heavens will be shut. The sword will fall.

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YESHUA

Then let it fall—on Me.

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(silence)

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YAHWEH

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(quietly)
So be it.

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The flame dims. A deep sorrow undergirds the wrath. Yeshua bows his head.

A distant ROOSTER CROWS. The timeline of earth resumes.

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EXT. GETHSEMANE – NIGHT (EARTH)

Yeshua stands alone, a shadow of heaven in his eyes. He begins to pray.

 

FADE OUT

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"The universe cannot be ruled by fear and blood! If my existence is to reaffirm your old law, I reject it!" 

YahWeh is enraged. 

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YAHWEH (in an authoritative tone, his presence stirring across the sky): 

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"Your mission is my will! The covenant is eternal!" 

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But Yeshua does not back down. 

YESHUA (looking directly into the unknown, his expression serene): 

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"It will not be through force, but through love. I will offer my own flesh so that there may be peace." 

Yeshua knows that his refusal comes at a cost, and he accepts his fate. 

 

 

Scene 5 – The Crucifixion and Resurrection 

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• Egyptian (Book of the Dead, Spell 17)

  • "I am Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow… the uncreated one."

  • Yeshua’s final words as he dissolves into light.

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Yeshua is captured and taken to the cross, condemned for rejecting the supremacy of YahWeh. 

While his body suffers, his soul transcends. He understands that his death is not an end, but the key to a new covenant. 

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On the third day, he rises again, breaking the limits of matter and planting a new path for the universe. 

YESHUA (now elevated, his voice echoing through the cosmos): 

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"Love has triumphed! The universe is reborn through compassion!" 

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Egyptian Pyramid Texts, Utterance 317):
"As Yeshua’s body tears open, Osiris’ Djed pillar cracks beneath YAHWEH’s throne. SOPHIA sings: ‘The Benben stone is overturned—the first light rises again.’"

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The old covenant dissolves, and a new cycle begins.