MadUsoul’s Crossing

In ancient times, pure evil depicted in Madusoul’s Crossing existed, destructively conquering mankind until captured by a consortium of mixed tribes. Madusoul was entombed, covered in heaps of stone, sealed forever, never to destroy again. Well... until an African tribe arose, obsessed; starting a chain of events when secretly visiting an undisturbed evil ruin, unleashing evil. For ages, through spiritual meditation, the Madusoul, an unspoken evil has anxiously awaited the reclaiming of his throne to wreak havoc for man-kind’s betrayal in his capture. He will stop at nothing; requiring innocent blood mingled with tainted blood to fully regain his strength and return to power; though minute to that of the Almighty. Peradventure... that Old Serpent; who does not force evil but uses spiritual weapons of warfare to conquer; closely watching things we are drawn to, things we delight in or have dabbled in. Through warfare, it introduces us to things un-encountered or throws us into unforeseen traps in hopes of destroying us for the enemy come but to destroy. This is a tale of greed, obsession, lust, selfishness, deception and ultimately the destruction of humanity through the release of a demonic entity imprisoned for ages. Woven into this evil reunion are the Schulsters; a very close knit family; maybe too close but wealthy from Papa Schulster start up; an enterprise import car dealership. The crossing of Madusoul, is simply that; a crossing of paths and a series of events that kick off from the obsession when a woman, Papa Shulster’s son, Jerry’s mistress becomes lost in a married man and stops at nothing to win his love. In deception, she goes underground in search of a glittery, beautiful and captivating scepter that will grant her total power to cast a spell of love but deceptively gives and open invitation to a mean, Demonic Spirit that sends the tight knit group on a collision course, bringing destruction to everyone linked into a well-kept secret or atleast they think so. Jerry Schulster, born and raised in wealth, believe that there is nothing on earth that money can’t buy; even love. A man of little respect for family let alone friends recklessly throws around money to have his way in child’s play. And though his deep obsession is with another beautiful, young woman at his firm it causes his drunken mind to lose his sense of direction in a lustful game initiated after opening a present unknowingly from his mistress. Had only Jerry been raised right; some form of religious up-rearing would have been better than nothing but maybe, just maybe he would have eluded the traps set for him. As the Schulster’s; we discern good and evil, yet march on, never wondering how we are back to lifestyles as in the past that warranted death. Abominations! Know ye what they are until God? Did the Schulsters? Delight not as the Schulsters but draw until your Deliverer; your shield. Be ye connected unto one body or be as those in Madusoul’s Crossing, terrified and questioning their spiritual being. This pulse-thumping plot takes you into a dimension where laws, rules, policies and procedures no longer exist; leaving everyone wondering of survival. Azreayl delivers this spine tingling; nail biting and scratching performance in this intense thriller.