The rulers and overlords of all the known world exterminated another criminal. Manyyoung men seem to have thought themselves something special, deluded by the power afforded them by a meagre following, have marched against Rome, or the nearest outpost of the great Empire.
This one was pinned up like the rest.
And the endless rule of the Sons of God seated in the Royal City is blessed by the peaceful setting of the sun.
But this one time, there was this one time the story was rewritten.
After the execution of one young Jewish preacher, his followers began to proclaim that he was not dead. His body was nowhere to be found, and this group of followers even started to live and act as though their Master still lived among them.
This rabble of idealistic youths were not defeated. In fact, they grew from strength to strength.
And the Son of God had a contender to the title.
But a week later, just when the eager eye of the Empire grew irritated by their bold public acts of rebellion, all the excitement ceased.
And there was one Son of God again.