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your kind are the hope of the gods. In the primeval Garden, mankind’s ancestors were enlightened by the wisdom of the Serpent. But Yahweh, a jealous, petty, and wrathful creator, cursed the humans and cast them out of the Garden of eternal life, so that they could not achieve their birthright of godhood. The Nephilim were our attempt to unite heaven and earth in one flesh and reclaim that divinity. But Yahweh declared everlasting enmity between the Seed of the Serpent and the Seed of Eve.”
    Goliath now knew in his heart why he hated this god of Israel so. It was in his bones.
    “It has been Yahweh’s deliberate intent to conquer and steal this land of yours using his allotted rodents, the Israelites.”
    Dagon conveniently avoided explaining the failure of the antediluvian battles of the Nephilim titans in the Titanomachy, Gigantomachy, and the War on Eden. But he could still spin the rest of the story to his own end.
    “Yahweh showed his vindictive and monstrous tyrannical impulse when he tried to wipe us all out with the Great Flood. But he could not. He killed his own creation and violated Mother Earth, but he could not eliminate goodness. He tried to one more time in the Great Fire of the Plains.” This was the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah and the five cities of the Plains with fire and brimstone during the days of King Arba the Great, progenitor of the sons of Anak. Goliath and Ishbi had learned that much.
    “Then he sought to exterminate you as if you were vermin, by invading our land and putting every last one of you to the sword; man, woman and infant.”
    Despicable , thought Goliath. What kind of a god kills innocent women and infants? His own slaughter of Israelite women and infants was different. They were not innocent.
    Dagon crowed, “But again, he failed and now you are the last of the descendants of the giants. You are the last of the Seed of the Serpent.”
    There were a few hundred giants interspersed throughout Philistia that he knew of. He thought of them as survivors of a holocaust of hate. An unusually large number of them resided in Gaza. The Rephaim were originally one of several giant clans, including the Anakim, the Emim, the Zuzim and others. But after the Holocaust, Rephaim had become the generic term for all surviving giants.
    Ishbi spoke up, “But why have our myths and sacred stories not taught us of this tale? Surely, all of Philistia needs to hear of this travesty.”
    “No,” said Dagon. “This is secret knowledge. Reserved exclusively for those most capable and worthy of handling it.”
    The implication was obvious. Goliath and Ishbi were being considered capable and worthy of this high honor.
    Goliath said, “Capable for what, mighty Dagon?”
    “I want you to create a secret order, a cult of warriors devoted to the calling of the Rephaim for the destruction of the Seed of Eve, Israel.”
    A grin spread across Goliath’s face. He was only eighteen years old, but he knew instantly that this was what he had been seeking for his entire life. He knew he was born for this.
    Ishbi knew it too.
    Dagon continued, “You will call it the Yalid ha Rapha , the Sons of Rapha. They are to be an elite fighting force that will unify and lead the rest of the Rephaim giants in the territory on a singular quest. Choose only the finest young warriors as your captains, giants you can trust.”
    “When shall we strike, mighty god?” asked Goliath with characteristic impatience.
    “First you must build your leadership, grow in numbers, and train your warriors. Yahweh is diabolical and more prepared than you can possibly know.”
    “But how long will it take?”
    “Patience, Goliath. I will let you know when the time is come.”
    Goliath skulked. Vengeance was bitter in his mouth, and he wanted to spit it out as soon as possible, not suck on it for years. But the gods knew better.
    Dagon put him in his place. “Goliath, you are a mighty warrior. But you are young. You have much to