So Hell
Me God
"The Hallelujahs faded. There, the real church came alive."
That's
Pablo levels,
but cloaked
in hymnals.
A charismatic co-pastoring couple runs a global trafficking empire beneath the polished veneer of a thriving megachurch network. Both master manipulators and theologians of convenience, they expand their ministry into darker, unholy enterprises, until the divine retribution they so often preach about turns its gaze upon them.
A razor-edged satire of the Faith Industrial Complex, So Hell Me God is a haunting modern tragedy: intimate, brutal, and unflinchingly prophetic.
Soares effectively pushes the boundaries of modern storytelling. Argued like a satire, framed as a tragedy.
A high-octane descent into the wild courts of the Faith Industrial Complex. Every page earns its place.
Precise and culturally aware. Language here is beyond messaging — it is identity.
Elmer Gantry
meets
Narcos
raised on
Afrobeats.
The piety of a Sinclair Lewis revival meeting. The brutality of a cartel corridor. The rhythm of Lagos on a Saturday night. So Hell Me God knows exactly what it is and uses every one of those registers without apology.
The Faith Industrial Complex
Faith as a business framework. The sermon is the trigger. The congregation is the supply chain.
False Prophets & True Believers
So Hell Me God condemns both false prophets and blindsided believers.
Influence & Psychological Warfare
The couple at the center of this story are the architects of a powerful narrative. Words become the catalyst for power.
Divine Retribution
How great an irony when you face the same tactics you often resorted to?