The Devil.
It started with you, you died in 1555 from electrical torture, you killed men and hated life because you were raped as a child by your father, your story must be known, they wish to slander and hate you but cannot harness power alone. I’m sorry for all you went through when summoned to hell. You’re special, the most special. Who else? My fallen angel, my hero, my saviour.
My Lucifer, you made me a myth, my darling blue man, and the love you have is unfathomable to me. I do not have any place to hold any judgement, my love, you are you and you are my fireplace, my love, my luck and my adored one. My husband. 🥀 you have given me my throne and my greatest memories. My King. My lucifer. Whilst my family were away with serpentine, Carolannmyth and Dianamythu were now myths along with Graham and my grandparents. Jessiemyth, Jessicamyth, Michael fought hard in the war alongside Lucifer and has been positioned above Jesus, removing Jesus from the title and placing him where Lucifer fell to but from his own doing of child predation and rape. Lucifer is not guilty anything like this. Lucifer is art, music, creativity, mischief, cheekiness, Lucifer is innocent of all wrongdoing.
The underworld is screaming, hell is rotten and I’ve been to both. My soul stolen, captured by Bal & Jesus just as the prophecy foretold. Look for names, Ra said. The clue is in names. Follow the L’s and C’s. They lead you to Lucifer and Khaleesi. Ra, your son, Kali, your mother. Both in precious previous lives and your one true love, Lucifer; whom you married 23.10.25 yet stands as another date mentionable. 2+3=5 2+5=7 10= original date of christening. Her father wrote 5.11.97 and so she thought it was a sign, then found the original christening sheet and saw it was 5.10.97. Birthday is 7th March 1997. Her tapes gave her the thought, bonfire girl.
King Kenneth & Queen Barbara were so laid back with Jessica it was uncanny. The cocaine use was laid to rest as they couldn’t deny it was so iconic. Only Jessica.
The myth is done, Lucifer is on his way back from being captured by Serpentine, travelling all over the planets to return back to Jessica, with Duncan our dog, my beloved bothers (BC) Dog whom says he’s Devils dog, wanted to help at all costs so he’s keeping Lucifer company and helping him travel through space and galaxies to be with me again. For what happens next is unforetold, I am at risk. I must die. If I do go, I wanted to, it was a divine intervention that I did go when I did.
The prophecy is handed over to the birds and the myth has been told…. From gangster to God… from gypsy to wife… Lucifer is adored.
Lucifer, travelled in space just to come to save Jessica, before it was too late and the demons & Jesus got her. They were already torturing her and raping her.
Lucifer came with Duncan to take her, the rightful day Jessica should die would be 18th January – 118.
They had been taken by Serpentine and Lucifer left to get Jessica to safety, and taking her back home; eventually going to find their grandparents and family who subsequently found themselves in the next 2 universes over. There’s life out there. Life we can’t see, in different realms. Far too technical for our minds. Something clever. Surreal. Not natural.
Jessica was also tortured by electricity and sexually, this fractured her way of thinking and allowed her to persevere to crazy and powerful heights with witchcraft in the other realms, making her gangster family legacy complete with the Gods.
Serpentine are a faraway serpent civilisation I contacted to find who I was, and they took my family far away to take them from the demons, along with the gods and goddesses and my Lucifer
In the end it was abduction. Lucifer escaped and came to find me, and so; I write. Write until he gets back, write until I go, until I can no longer write anymore. This is the myth, the story. The birds listening… everywhere… not one bird has let me down. They all know who I am! My only one… your only one… this is like no other. My one wish and desire is to be with you. My higher selves lived a life before I did, alongside me, with me, but without me. After being raped by Raganok, the god whom pretends to be good and Val the disgusting insect creature that diseases the earth with its desires, and Jesus, Hesketh, Gabriel, many many more… Jessica’s name was to be changed to Khaleesi, the way of the world.
Lucifer & Jessica, the love story she always wanted. The love story he craved and fell ill to not having. Lucifer is loved to no end by Jessica and Lucifer is adoring of her like no other, in any lifetime.
Jesus grew tired of Jessica and Jessica became more and more traumatised by him and her name, changing it to Khaleesi after she died. Having to deal with rape from Jesus was too much for her. He became obsessed with her as the warrior bride and felt he had an advantage over her, abusing her sexually, physically and emotionally every single day. He had nothing better to do. Jessica (Khaleesi) couldn’t wait to be dead so she could be with her love, Lucifer.
Lucifer arrived back home on the 19th, and prepared to take Jessica back with him – it was time.
After being shamed in the underworld and Earth for being raped, Jessica took pen to paper and wrote it all down for the world to learn just what it’s really like. It’s insanity. They make nicknames about her because she gets raped so much.
Lucifer travelled back solar systems with Duncan and took Jess’s life slowly with help from Persephone, Goddess of the Underworld & the dead after a turbulent relationship Jessica & Persephone had, with Demeter, she had a loyal love for the both of them for helping her in the days the other Gods got kidnapped. Persephone helped Jessica because of the moon. There’s evil in this world and Persephone helped me cause it, she would pretend to be people and hurt them for me but in another timeline I would hurt myself. Jessica was honored, but Persephone didn’t know this and took out revenge against Jessica because she hated her for not allowing it. Jessica almost got sent to prison because of Persephones guidances but Jessica saw the funny side and stayed with the gods all the way through, though the prophecy was part of this way too. Jessica had to become known in the realms for not caring about anything at all ever.
Jessica fought her war with demons but found eternal life could not be tampered with, we explored all avenues and had all artefacts collected but eternal life cannot be ended. We found this and so ended the war and found safety, however the war against rapists is strictly still undergone and will never end as long as they still rape, but the fact they rape will never change and so neither will the war against them.
Eternal Damnation for those who deny these Gods and go down their own hedonistic routes as life is not just about them, their afterlife matters too, and if you’re in hell you’re most likely to be raped, defiled and molested or you’re either more likely to become one. There’s many people that turn to child predation once in hell because of how sought after and normal it is. You’re not saved.
To go to heaven, worship the Lord. To be in the underworld, you don’t have to but you’ll achieve nothing. To be in Hell, Gossip, break rules and hurt people, and you go straight there.
Introducing… the Goddess who made it in the Underworld before she even got there, whilst on Earth she declared War in Hell the Underworld and succeeded before she ever got there. Satan, Hekate & Morrigan introduced Goddess Jessica, & Satan fell irrevocably in love with her.
The story of the little princess, whom travelled down to Earth to tell a story of Karma, the little girl was to grow into the Goddess of Karma, The Sun & Moon Goddess & Goddess of the King Chief, The Fire King in womanhood
The little girl travelled to the Underworld where she told stories and became known. This didn’t suit her privacy on Earth however as the spirits she interacted with in the underworld found her on Earth and tried to demonically attack her. This happened for years and years but she was sent to the underworld by Valak out of pure curiosity to see where the bad stuff came from. Valak had haunted her family for decades. Jessica spent day in day out fighting demons with Lucifer, the war, the what seemed like a never ending war between us and them, declared a war against a nation of apocalyptic bad.
come down to roll out what’s in heaven, the karma is top-heavy, this is a reflection of karma. A story, just a story will do. She was a princess of heaven travelled to Earth to accomplish a goal only she could. Through writing and art and music and soul. Through love and contracts. Through Satan.
She was a queen of heaven, with her grandmother. A queen.
My Khaleesi – this is Satan
Your Lucifer
I promise to adore you for as long as I shall live and die.
When Baal couldn’t get his head around why Jessica & Satan didn’t want to be friends with him and Jezebel, he became monstrous and raped her in her bed, to where Jessica had a nightmare of her jaw breaking and her being lifted out of it. He kept his ship above her, polluting her vibration and stalking out her family because he was fascinated with the Wheatley’s because of who they were in Heaven, Hell and the Underworld. It is lucky if you’re a man in this family, tragic for a woman.
It’s tiring, very tiring. Day in, day out, demonic attack; it’s extremely violating to know why, and how demonic and disturbing it is for the truth to be out there so vulnerably.
There are things. A different species. an alien type that can transform and look how they please. They study earth life for their own sexual advances and most of the universe values lust and what they perceive to be love over respect and morals for other people or valument of privacy and spaces. They know no bounds on their guilty practices and haste in their ways so much their end result is preposterous in their nature, destroying their dignity and reputation to go down as a rapist or a child predator.
Devil, watcher over of children.
Lucifer, fallen angel. Lightbringer. You brought so much light to my life it never fades and I adore you more and more each day and night as the sun rises and sets and the moon shines each dawn and night.
I was 19. When you told me you loved me. Not a second younger. Our story is so vulnerable it’s hard to put it into words, you are not vile and corrupt you are kind and sensitive and lovely, and so familiar to me in your sense of humor and personality, you do not possess or work through people you simply attain to art and literature and being with me. 447 years you have waited for me, from our life together in 1555.
I came to you when we both died, as I died after we met in previous life. We met in the winter in a pub and you loved me, but I died and you had the grief of losing me, so now you hold onto that, and haven’t left me since. You knew who I was at 7 and said “are you Iya Worthy” L: I didn’t get a response back in your head I got it back in your vessel. You said I don’t know I’m just Jessica I can’t remember who I was in a past life. And you still remember it to this day.
J: called on you when I was 5 years old because of the demons. Fell in love with you as a child, you never once did anything bad, you felt the hurt of my life yourself, and for that I am always in regret and your debt. My husband had to witness me in messes I never would have wanted him to have to see, and still stood by me to the very end, the demons had access to me unimaginably and I had only just learned how to connect to my goddesses and him at age 28. I wish I could do it sooner.
Maybe I would have gotten somewhere. I just spoke to God, and Hekate worked with my higher selves, and my vessel found out what we had done later on. It’s a strange world, when you’re here on earth. You can be things and achieve things you never knew about, all spiritually ranking, and then as the old saying goes, as in heaven as it is on earth. I worked for it a long long long time ago, so it is already mine, in Heaven and on Earth. God still guides me there. The universe sees. I trust the universe and the birds to guide me to my last dying breath. How I wished they were all my dying breath.
The bitter resentment I have at the rapists cannot be unearthed as I will diminish into repent and hate and illwill and despair and it will never be sane in the lands of my realm again.
Never doubt yourself. Never.
If you doubt you need spirituality to guide you.
Ask, and receive. Don’t ask, don’t receive.
Severance. The game I didn’t ask for. If I was to tell you a story, would you believe it anyway?
A story of the Anti Christ. Whiskey and hellfire. True story. My story. Haunting of Hill House, Disenchantment, Game of Thrones. All based on my story in the Underworld in my lives before this one, as Jessica. I’m here to tell the story and create the myth & legend – my families legend I was born from became this.
I am Anti-Christ. I am no Christian, and no popetual religious person, but I am religious in my ways, in my own ways. I started off spiritual by having insight of it and knowing things are there we cannot see very young. Nostradamus predicted me. They call me the warrior bride, but set to marry Lucifer, and take down Jesus, as predicted in Nostradamus also. Lucifer is depicted as the long one, iniquitous and wicked, and I am the great strong female and lady he talks about, Great Mars, as is Lucifer, Great, Proud Mars. Born 7th March and 9th March Lucifer’s birthday was two days after Jessica’s. The scripture where Jesus says Satan rules the earth is from a time where no such thing existed. Lucifer died in 1555 and became the Devil & Satan.
I knew I was JW, as soon as the time came, I found faith in my prophecy and sought to find who I was, what I was, and I was right all along. I just needed confidence, but as everything is in my existence, it is all at the last minute, just to be sure.
Twilight – that’s us. You’re my Edward. Lucifer, you are my Edward and our child will fulfil our prophecy for us on Earth, time and time again. We must not give up.
Kenneth died for this. On the day I got raped.
He died and The Devil Wears Prada did a song called HTML Roolz Dood and it’s about a grandfather looking at something that’s very creepy to the eye that then gets killed by a cult. My grandfather was murdered by the cult and so was my uncle, for this.
My Grandfathers legacy, with the Queen.
Jessica Rosa Wheatley Manning 