MERRY CHRISTMAS: THE AXE MAN
A Novel of Faith, Flesh, and Forgotten Gods
PROLOGUE
Lapland Was Never Holy
Rovaniemi, Finland
December 24, 2003 | 11:41 PM
Snow was falling.
But it wasn’t white.
It wasn’t snow—
it was memory.
Every layer buried a name.
A child.
A mother.
A belief…
that should never have been buried.
The sky trembled without warning.
No cloud broke—
time did.
And through that fracture,
the vehicle descended.
CHAPTER 1
The Wrong Santa
It was not a sleigh.
To call it one
would be turning sin into a fairy tale.
Its frame was woven from human ribs,
locked together
as if someone had written a prayer in bone.
The creatures pulling it
had once been reindeer—
once.
Now their bellies were split open,
organs swinging freely,
and where their eyes should have been
were hollow sockets
breathing black smoke.
And seated upon it was—
Santa Claus.
Or at least,
something that wanted to be seen as him.
Half his face was human—
exhausted, deeply wrinkled,
as if centuries of carrying children’s wishes
had worn him down to rot.
The other half…
was animal.
A protruding jaw.
A torn nose.
And one eye—
with a vertical pupil, like a goat’s.
He wasn’t smiling.
What sat on his face
was only an imitation of one.
CHAPTER 2
What Lived Inside the Sack
His sack touched the floor.
No—
it dragged across it.
Something inside was breathing.
Small, unfinished creatures—
born not from a mother’s womb,
but from the womb of fear.
Their faces were half child,
half beast.
Their teeth were not milk teeth—
they were sharp, permanent.
Their purpose was not to give gifts.
They took eyes.
Because Santa needed eyes.
“Fear cannot be born without being seen.”
CHAPTER 3
The Christmas Rule
He came only on Christmas night.
Because that was the night
humans believed the most.
Any home that invited Santa
opened itself willingly.
Any child who believed in Santa
gave him permission to enter.
That was the rule.
And rules
are always written in blood.
CHAPTER 4
The Axe Men
He was not alone.
There were three more Santas—
their faces always hidden.
In their hands were axes
forged from human bones.
They did not kill.
They cleansed.
Entire families.
Entire houses.
So fear could be inherited
by the next generation.
The world didn’t know them.
But the Vatican did.
And it was afraid.
CHAPTER 5
Seattle, Where the Child Was Born
Seattle, Washington
September 21, 2003
The moment Monish Reax Sir was born,
a seal inside the Vatican shattered.
An ancient prophecy had warned:
“The one who was hunted by Santa
will become his end.”
The child did not cry.
He
opened his eyes.
CHAPTER 6
The First Time Santa Felt Fear
December 24, 2003
2:12 AM
Santa arrived in Seattle.
But the instant he saw the child—
his movement stopped.
Because for the first time,
someone could see him.
In Monish’s eyes,
there was no reflection of Santa.
There was his death.
INTERLUDE
The Lie of Saint Nicholas
Saint Nicholas did not defeat the devil.
He
made a mistake.
That soul was only half destroyed.
The other half—
was released into time.
That soul
returned as Santa.
And that same soul
had now returned within the child.
CHAPTER 7
Why the World Will Try to Kill the Child5
Monish Reax Sir
is a threat even to humanity.
Because if Santa dies—
people will learn
what they truly believed in.
And humans
will always choose to protect a lie
over facing the truth.
This novel does not end here.
This is where the real game begins.
If you choose, the next part will reveal:
The full origin of Santa and the Axe Men
(Ancient Europe & Pagan Gods)The Vatican’s role and the murders it buried
Monish’s growth and the war between humanity and truth
An ending that will force the reader to ask:
Should Santa have been killed at all?
📕 PART TWO
❝ THE AXE REMEMBERS ❞
(Chapters 11–20)
Chapter 11
The Axe Remembers
Location: Lapland, Finland
Year: 1901
Date: December 25
Time: 2:41 AM
That night, the snow didn’t fall.
It clung to the ground.
The village’s name—Inari.
And it still exists on the map.
But what happened there…
has never been written down.
One man—
Elias Korhonen
stepped outside his house.
In his hands, he carried an axe.
But this axe
was not for chopping wood.
It was made—
from human spine.
Chapter 12
The First Strike
Elias saw Santa.
Santa was smiling.
The same smile—
the one that seems safe to children.
But Elias looked
into his eyes.
There was no joy.
There was hunger.
When the axe came down—
no blood came out.
A sound came from Santa’s neck—
like an old bell snapping in half.
The head fell.
But—
Santa did not die.
Chapter 13
Three Shadows
Santa’s head
lay on the ground.
And he was laughing.
From that laughter emerged
three shadows.
They were not separate.
They were
incomplete thoughts of Santa himself.
They were—
the first Axe Men.
Chapter 14
What Axe Men Are
Axe Men
are not Santa’s enemies.
They are his
failed deaths.
Whenever a human
tries to kill Santa—
and is filled with fear—
an Axe Man is born.
That is why their axes
are made of bones.
They are forged from fear.
Chapter 15
Why They Kill Parents
Axe Men
do not touch children.
Because children
can still learn.
They kill parents
so the fear
reaches the children directly.
A dead body
is the best lesson.
Chapter 16
Back to the Present
Location: Portland, Oregon
Year: 2024
Monish Reax
does not cry anymore.
He stares at the ceiling at night.
Doctors say—
it’s normal.
But his mother knows—
he is not looking at the ceiling.
He is
waiting.
Waiting for something to come.
Chapter 17
Outside the House
Every night
outside the house
three marks appear.
Not from feet.
They
are like the edge of an axe.
And every morning,
on the door—
a new sentence is written—
“HE WILL REMEMBER.”
Chapter 18
The Hidden Part of the Yule Manuscript
The last page of the Manuscript
was never published.
It read:
“The child who sees
will not grow normally.
He will remember what Santa forgot.”
Meaning—
Monish Reax
will not become Santa’s enemy.
He will
become his memory.
Chapter 19
The First Sound
3:17 AM
Monish tried to speak for the first time.
But no words came out.
From his mouth
emerged a bell-like sound.
The lights in the house
went out on their own.
And outside—
on the snow
stood four shadows.
Chapter 20
Axe Men Bow
For the first time—
Axe Men
bowed to a child.
Not Santa.
Only the Axe Men.
Because—
they remembered
what they truly were.
And Monish Reax
was no longer
just a child.
🔒 PART TWO ends here—but it does not finish
Because—
this story
is no longer about Santa.
This story
is about his memory.
📌 Coming in PART THREE
❝ THE CHILD WHO REMEMBERS ❞
Monish’s growing consciousness
The Axe Men’s rebellion
The true origin of Santa
And the first hint that
maybe… even Santa is afraid
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