Justin Miller: Ascension

In the beginning

It was perhaps a colder day in the Magic Cafe when Justin Miller announced he is leaving magic. Armchair magicians and old farts with cards and coins in hand all cried out at the loss of a talented young man. Justin bid a tearful goodbye, and left magic saying it conflicts with his religious beliefs.

Four months later...

The second coming

Fast forward to January 2007:

I truly believe that God asked me to "lay it down" and for me, it meant getting rid of the OLD so HE can FILL me with the NEW! It's all good! - Justin Miller

The heavens parted, a light came down onto Justin. A voice, that only Justin could hear, boomed across the sky "Pick up thy cards". Was it the voice of the Holy Father? Maybe Jesus? No one really knows. It prompted this boy, who has become a man, to put on his sparkley vest and be a magician again. (Well, either that or it could be that Justin's wife just plopped out a kid and he needs cash.)

So Justin Miller begins lecturing and creating magic; some of it even, wasn't too bad. This need to spread his magic grows, and every dollar, which is no doubt donated to the painting of churches across America, is appreciated... then it happens.

The Devil Calls

The Satan of magic, Brad Christian, entices Justin to join the ranks of ... (gasp) ELLUSIONIST.

The evil corporation of greed and gestapo tactics has brainwashed our beloved Justin into their legion.

Justin Miller now sits next to his equally brainwashed comrade, Daniel Garcia (who is known to take other magician's ideas, give them a spiffy name and release them). Hell has claimed one of our own.

Money, Fame, Fanboys, Rentboys

Justin presides from his evil throne, which is made from the tongues and fingers of those who dared to type a negative word on the Ellusionist forums. Justin is famous for releasing magic tricks and has his own legion of 12 year old boys eager to defend their master's every attempt at magic. They hail it all as the greatest ever produced. Every month.

Lightning crashes overhead as Brad Christian looks down at it all with a wicked cackle, while the mountain of cash he stands on grows ever higher. Justin's once proud Silver Dream serves only to fuel Brad's piles of sordid gold.

Justin, you are now in the league of the devil. Jesus is watching!