Atrocity Through the Eyes of an Infidel Jinn | A Paranormal Story

Paranormal Story Summary: From a jinn’s perspective, how humans are driven to horrific crimes by ambition and revenge. Jinns reveal humanity’s fall and their efforts to prove their own righteousness.

The smell of blood… There is nothing else I love more in this life. Perhaps a little fear too… My cousin As was dancing, completely ecstatic. As for me, I wanted to savor the feast a bit longer. The scattered red fragments everywhere and the savagery of the human being trampled upon while drowning in their own blood were truly worth seeing.

I still marvel at God choosing these simple beings over us. Who is superior to us? These humans I see before me? This poor girl raped by her own uncle? Or the crazed creature who assaulted his niece’s soul and body? No, no… Such wretched beings cannot be superior to us. Besides, we didn’t force them. Whatever they did, they did because they wanted to.

It was the girl’s mother who came to our door seeking revenge on her brother-in-law. She applied to our servant and asked for help. She held her brother-in-law responsible for the breakup of her affair with him and for being abandoned. Fool! She felt used. Her husband, unaware of anything, wouldn’t hear a bad word against his brother. The witch made a plan. Both to alienate the brothers from each other and to take revenge on the man… The servant she came to promised to help her in return and turned his face to us. We already knew what needed to be done; we always do.

So now, the woman’s wish came true. But we filled the brother-in-law with hatred and violence, and now he is raping the woman’s daughter. And we are overjoyed. You were the one who wanted evil, human; it is we who set the boundaries! This turned out to be a greater evil than you expected, but wait, this is just the beginning. When you come home and find your daughter’s raped corpse, we will whisper to your source again and tell him to kill you too. Thus, you will fall into hell without even having time to repent and ask for forgiveness.

Ah, there! He’s squeezing, the animal! Her uncle, laughing and satisfied, is now strangling his niece, thinking he’ll cover up his filth. The girl is rigid and in shock. She’s not really here anymore. I can feel the void left by her departed soul. A bloody day… Rape, incest, and murder all at once!

Yet, this wasn’t what we were created for, actually. Neither my cousin As, dancing triumphantly before me, nor I, Akir… We weren’t inherently evil. If only you could understand, you would realize that we are far more sublime beings than you. We were created long before you and were sanctified. We laugh at you as you tell each other nonsensical things about us here and there. And one of your absurdities that makes us laugh the most is claiming there are atheists among us. Fools! No jinn is an atheist. On the contrary, we know God better than you and recognize Him better than you.

When you didn’t exist; when neither your cities, nor your animals, nor anything belonging to you existed, we were here. And we served Him alone for a long time. So much so that we slaughtered the rebels among us without mercy, without calling them our kin. We acknowledged no partner to His absolute authority. So much so that our ancestor was rewarded with an unparalleled position of greatness.

God created us beautiful. We were very beautiful. Especially me… As we learned, we were full of grace. But still, a time came, and we fell from favor. While we were His favorites, a monstrosity created from clay was made superior to the children of fire. Our ancestor knew, he knew what this monster called ‘human’ could lead to. The angels knew too, but they weren’t as brave as our ancestor. So it fell upon our ancestor to step forward. He wanted to warn God but was rebuked and humiliated in return. Yet he persisted. “Even if You are God, You are making a mistake by making this being superior to all worlds!” he said, and was finally cursed.

We stood behind our ancestor. All we had done for so long went to waste, and we fell from grace. God was angry with us, very angry! He changed our nature, took away many of our powers, made us ugly, weakened us, and left us helpless.

We pleaded with Him, taking Adam’s side. He knew that Adam, for whose expulsion from paradise we were responsible, would not side with us. God finally took pity on us and hid us from the eyes of his children. For a long time, we watched them. We watched the development of that primitive creature; its multiplication and spread.

Then we took action. We knew humans; we knew them better than they knew themselves. Their weaknesses, desires, ambitions, and blindness… We knew all of it, absolutely all of it. Over time, we captured them. They were like fish in the sea; as soon as you cast the hook, they immediately took the bait. They no longer knew where they came from or where they were going. We made them our toys. So much so that they began to worship us. They learned to fear us and respect us. Yet the one they should truly fear, God, was watching us all.

We brought the world to such a state that for a period, almost no one remembered God. The messengers He sent were also ineffective. Even Noah gave up for this reason, and that’s why God left only a handful of you for a mass destruction. That Flood was our greatest victory. Every calamity that befell you was His punishment, but it was our celebration. Because those destructions were proof of our righteousness. We had told Him; we had told Him how ungrateful, how selfish, how vile creatures you were. Yet He made you superior to us and did not admit His mistake. Instead, He always supported you. He sent you books, prophets, messengers. In the great games, the rules were always bent in your favor.

First, the trouble of Solomon came upon us. Allah is witness, while we were at the peak of our power, he made us all his slaves for a long time. But he too was mortal. When he was gone, we established our dominance again. We nested in your brains, infiltrated your ideas. We were the true owners of the thoughts you believed were yours. We were the voice-over of your inner voice telling you to sacrifice your children! We were the ones wanting you to copulate like animals and become shameless! We were the ones ordering you to kill each other for trivial reasons! And we were behind many other evils you committed. You were merely puppets.

And just when we had regained superiority and proven our righteousness again, one day He came: Muhammad! After Solomon, a second servant knocked on our door. We couldn’t stop him. Not only stop, we couldn’t even slow him down. We took the biggest blow from him. He turned us against each other. Many among us submitted to his religion, and after him, we were weakened for a long time. While the ungrateful son of Adam was unaware, there were compatriots among us protecting you. They fought us and died for your sake. Yet none of you are worth the life of a single jinn.

Still, as you weakened, we grew stronger. But Muhammad is gone now, and God will not send another protector for you. We are left face to face: Human, Satan, and God watching us all. We have proven thousands of times how lowly, how despicable, how damned a creature you are, and we will continue to prove it. So much so that when that day comes, meaning when the apocalypse happens, you will have even forgotten how to say Allah! This is our promise to our ancestor.

If only you could see this filth who just raped and killed his own niece! He’s standing there, just standing. Not a shred of remorse runs through his veins. He’s making new plans. Waiting for the wife he cheated on his brother with. He’ll kill her too when she arrives. Because his mind is in our hands now. He does whatever we say. My cousin is right beside him, constantly whispering.

So, who is responsible for him reaching this state? Do you blame us for every atrocity you commit? I have news for you, humans: You cannot see us. Despite this, how can you blame those you cannot see? We didn’t put the weapon in your hand. We are not the masters of your mind. All responsibilities were yours, but you didn’t know how to use them. That’s why you entrusted your evil to us. We are already the raw material of evil, but for those who don’t know: We are pure energy. Purer even than the photons you are just beginning to discover. But we are the essence of emotion. We are not superficial beings like you. Many among us accepted becoming evil in our war against you. Because you are worse than us, and we just wanted to answer you with the same weapon. Furthermore, we believe that when we prove our claim, meaning when we make God admit He was wrong, He will forgive us and take us, not you, into His paradise. We will be the favored, cherished servants. In summary, the devil of this world is not actually us, it’s you!

There, the foolish woman has come home too. The hostage… And her knife-wielding husband is smirking slightly. We classify humans into three categories: Hostages, Servants, and the Wise (Arifler). Hostages are those with little knowledge, prone to ignorance, with weak willpower. Guiding them is not difficult. Due to the ambitions and desires growing like a huge tree within almost all of them, they are open to being deceived. Once they fall into our hands, they are ours. I had no difficulty guiding this foolish woman or her husband because of this.

As for the Servants… They are our servants, but if you ask them, they’ll say we serve them. Idiots! They play dominion games with us using a few scraps of knowledge left from Solomon. We play along with them too. Their disregard for God’s law (adetullah) gives us the necessary excuse and power, and thanks to them, we can do much more than we normally could.

Ah, and then there are the Wise… The damn Wise! Those who notice us even if they don’t see us, who understand what we do even if they don’t hear us… The Wise! We just can’t deceive them. Let alone deceive, we can’t even get close to them. Fortunately, their numbers are decreasing.

Don’t forget: Though not like God, we too are watching you. In your room while engaging shamelessly with your spouse, in your toilet while playing with your phone, in your office while gossiping about your colleague with someone else, and in every other place you could never imagine, we are always watching you. Watching, waiting; for your single vulnerability…

Just as we are watching now… The damned woman is looking at the corpse lying rigid on the floor in her child’s room. If only you could see her state! She froze, the damned one! Her husband, knife in hand, approaches right behind her. My cousin As starts singing our favorite song. And this time, I dance too.

Views: 0