So, two thousand years ago, according to the Bible, according to the Koran, according to a plethora of 'religious texts yet to be folded into the b-partisan mix', some beardy omnipotence in the holy sky tore off a reflection/refraction/hologram of his eternal multi-dimensional self, named him My Only Son Jesus and ushered him forward as a Ritual Sacrifice for the sake of Mankind's Absolution in the Endtimes to come.
Screech of narrative brakes!!!
What? Wait a minute. An all-powerful, everywhere-everything throne-seated deity in the clouds, in Heaven, in Space, wherever you think this beardy thing lives, whatever you think he might have Created in Seven Days, sacrifices his only son for our sake? What? He can produce 'only one son' not very all-powerful of him... unless it's one of those one-shot Monsanto GM Gods. I digress.
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