Chapter 3

By the time I was turning back to try to save the game, it was too late for me. I did not lose my job though, no. I was forced to play this new game. This is what flipped everything and how my story began. Just a few years in power as the Cabinet Minister of Finance, it was time to renew my subscription.

One day, as I was busy in my office working building the Nation, I got a call from one of the very few Cabinet Members we had initiated for office together. It was just a harmless call notifying me of a meeting I was to attend and later a ceremony.

The meeting was scheduled for the afternoon of that day. Since I had a tight schedule for that afternoon, all I did was to request for postponement to evening. He kept me on hold for a while and then he confirmed the postponement. Still, nothing was out of place according to me.

I just assumed that the meeting was very important for all involved to be present. What I never knew was that, that call was a mark for a beginning to the end but not for my job. I also did not know that the meeting was entirely mine. I was just being informed of the game change and my role in the game.

I went on with my schedule for the day as usual and finally, the evening came and we gathered as agreed. It was time for what I thought as a briefing from the president or a very important meeting. To my surprise, there was only a hand full of us in the room. Out of the Twenty Two Cabinet members in Credonia, there were only twelve of us.

I thought that others were still coming for the meeting until I saw the meeting start without them. One of us stood and started addressing the rest of us. From the look on their faces, majority seemed to know the agenda of the meeting except but a few. It was about time they filled us in. After all, we, the few, were newbies in politics and power.

First things first. Since we all knew each other, there was no need for an introduction. It was straight to the point and the main agenda of the meeting. As we all know, the best way to trap and catch a chicken is to feed it first. I had no clue it is what they were doing praising me for all the good work I was doing for the country and the people until, some months later.

They; even had a name for me, the president's favorite son. Hearing them talk so good of me was my best moment and greatest achievement. The naming was not over yet. I had to know the name to what I realized later was some form of a group, or maybe I guess, a Union. I had earned myself a seat at this so important Union just like that. In fact, the most important seat of them all except, for that of Jesus of course. It was called the Chosen Twelve just like those of Jesus.

To add icing to the cake, we had names like those of the twelve disciples of Jesus. Yet again, I earned myself another name. I was called Peter, and to be sincere, I was so much relieved they did not think to call me Jesus. Well, since it was only twelve of us, I assumed Jesus had ascended to heaven. I thought of asking why us but then remembered, even Jesus chose from a much larger multitude.

I also came to realize that, the names were not just given at random. It came time for the roles as per each name and that is when I knew, each came with a responsibility among the Chosen Twelve. Even with my much success, power, money, fame, a good name, no time with the Bible because of this power, I had not lost complete touch with Christ. The fact that everything in the group revolved around the Bible so far, got me happy and completely fulfilled. In fact, this was a chance for my come back to Christ. I was also happy that I could mentor fellow men in power to do as God wishes for humanity.

All the roles were given to the others. It was time for me to receive mine. In school, I had learnt that, we save best for last. In did I was the best and the role model as I came last at all times. Since I was now Peter, I knew, I would have the greatest role. Indeed, it was true. I was the man to ensure that any project by the Chosen Twelve went through flawlessly. I thought they gave me the position due to my efforts to make my country a better place until I learnt otherwise later.

Finally, it was time for the main event. It was time to know the purpose of the Chosen Twelve and their role in building the Nation. This part I was waiting for very eagerly. Whatever they said would determine my stay as Chosen. From what I heard this day, they had noticed a few people that drove the country down the drain and were willing to help stop them. It was a way to help me to make my country a better place but this time it was by removing the moles.

What a wonderful idea, I thought. After I heard the mention of making my country great, I accepted everything that came later. Most part of the remaining session I spent nodding in acceptance until, it was time for me to talk. With my pride and need to realize my vision, I supported the mission and even added a few of my own. I promised to allocate funds for all the Chosen Twelve projects. I; even put on the shoes of Peter and offered to let 'Jesus' know about it.

They disagreed with the thought and advised me against it in the name of, he already knew about it. Being the first day of the meeting and the official formation day of the Chosen Twelve, that was all there was to do.

I was then tasked with allocating funds for our first project that was to be discussed in the coming meeting. They claimed to know me as a very intelligent man and therefore, I would figure it out. Indeed, I was intelligent and anything that meant a better Country was worth investing in. I had gotten myself too deep to resurface despite my high intelligence.

With the availability of funds, the Chosen was a plane headed for the skies with nothing on its way. It was time to wrap things up and part ways. Just like in any covenant making, there is always a seal. The Chosen Twelve was just a covenant we had made among ourselves and there had to be a seal for us to remain secret, as we had agreed.

It was time for what could be best described as the mark of the Messiah, in context with the amalgamation and the mission. We all received the mark and, I seemed to be proud of it. Later, I realized; the Mark of the Messiah was more than just a mark.