Nikolai was a revered man in his rural Russian burb. A giving soul of whom no one spoke an ill word yet he was a man of passionate conviction who railed against the injustices he saw, including those perpetrated by The Judge, newly arrived in the territory. The Judge was an ambitious man who never met a truth he wouldn't crucify. Injustice was his lifeblood and like a vampire he needed constant injections to stay alive. To him, a man like Nikolai was a threat to his doomed lifestyle he dare not admit. Thus Nikolai was arrested on the bidding of blind goons who'd lost reason to live.
Privately, no pretense was made of guilt or innocence: The Judge just wanted Nikolai disgraced and dead. "I don't give a damn what you say or what you do. I don't give a damn what your people say either. I'm going to put twelve people on a jury who are going to find your goddamn ass guilty." Aiding The Judge's crime were many who'd judged themselves to be good, which in turn made any dastardly deeds they committed equally good, no questions allowed. The evangelically self-pardoned gleefully convicted Nikolai for the sins they'd executed, thus ensuring their entry to Heaven having successfully deceived God. Tied to a stake, ready for The Burn, Nikolai made his peace.
"Dear Lord in Heaven, have You no ears to hear this slander upon Your name? Have You no eyes to see the dying of the light? I am but a simple man, I cannot right this world, only myself. But there's no future for anyone without the truth. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was good and Word was God, and it was Love. Let us rejoice in the truth. How else to have hope for the present?"
The Judge was correct in one thing: only he knew the complete truth. For he was the beast killer and this trial his masterpiece of injustice, to feed off of for years. He tearfully orated on his devotion to victim's rights (while victimizing Nikolai), that monsters (like himself) cannot be allowed to roam freely, and that he, The Judge, was the one to make their community (un)safe! As Nikolai's ashes smoldered to the empty sky, The Judge was carried out on the shoulders of the townspeople.
For his zeal, The Judge received national plaudits from the country he betrayed; so many that he even began to believe it. He was finally the moral pillar he longed to be, handing down cruelty in the name of God, a conservative star giving safe haven to the unprincipled and unwell. And well he knew the axiom: 'Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall', thus ever vigilant he to never let virtue in any form, shape, or fashion through the door.
The extreme righteous indignation of The Judge with his God-hating religious fervor had made news even in Moscow, where it caught the eye of The Creature who ruled the land. Recognizing one of his own kind, The Creature quietly sent investigators to seek the truth. When informed it was, in fact, The Judge who'd killed the boy, the Creature spake, "We can use a worm like this!"
Back in the burb, the mists of an unholy spirit infiltrated tweak-minded ears whispering of a vast and grand conspiracy of unspeakably evil elites secretly ruling the world. This secret cabal was working against the righteous endeavors of The Creature and The Judge, their holy protectors and saviors. In a toxic brew of fear and unreality came forlorn masses to drink from this cup of death.
The movement named itself BooAnon ("We's scared of everything!") "We are the honest ones who know the real truth! We speak no lie we do not believe and woe to those who do. Feel the burn we suffer upon ourselves! Angry with you, we are, for what we've become! Elect us, or we'll Start The Steal! Pray ye to God our glorious lies never end! Our will be done."
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