Britain's Got Talent Finalist Offered a Blood Contract by the Devil

The Boy Who Saw Things

Ishe's earliest memory is being locked in his parents' bedroom as a four-year-old in Central London. The fire brigade had to knock down the door. While waiting, his brother and sister passed digestive biscuits under the door to keep him fed. He remembers crawling under the bed covers, heading toward the pillow, when another boy appeared, coming from the opposite direction. They stopped, looked at each other head-on. The boy had no shirt, dark pale skin, dark eyes, short black hair. Same age as Ishe. They stared, then went opposite ways. Ten minutes later, the door came down. Ishe was fully awake. What he saw, he saw.

That moment set the stage. From early childhood, Ishe experienced brutal spiritual attacks. Every single night, five or six horrific dreams. Not normal nightmares. Attacks. They went on for years. He learned to kill himself in the dreams to wake up. Jump out a window. Run into traffic. Die, and he'd wake. But the entities adapted. They blocked the windows. Removed the cars. Trapped him outside his body as long as possible, leaving an empty vessel waiting for possession.

When you're around these things, you get this immense feeling of fear that you can't even move, Ishe says. Like you're paralyzed. You're just stuck. He didn't know he was astral projecting. He didn't know his spirit was separating from his body, traveling to places where demonic forces could hold him hostage. He just knew something was very, very wrong.

The New Age Trap

By his teens, Ishe was a committed atheist. Church bored him. He hated religion, thought Christianity was designed to control people and suppress consciousness. Then, around age 16, a family member introduced him to a YouTube channel called Spirit Science. He watched a video called "The Video of Creation," an alternative explanation of existence from the beginning until now, and what humanity must do to return to paradise.

It mirrored Genesis almost perfectly. Humans were once amazing beings with photographic memory, heightened senses, long lives. Then came a great fall. We lost our memory, our strength, our lifespan. We fell in consciousness. Now we had 24,000 years to raise our vibration, meditate our way back to "Christ Consciousness," the Fifth Dimension, where we'd become creator gods. If we failed, we'd never return.

Ishe bought it completely. Because I genuinely believed this is it, this is the truth. He hated religion. He thought Christianity was made to control people and lead them away from raising their consciousness levels. That was his belief system. And it led him straight into the occult.

He learned about ascended masters, spirit guides, the Galactic Federation, the pleiadians, the archons, the anunaki. He studied astral projection techniques, practiced lucid dreaming, used crystals, explored DMT and ayahuasca. He believed aliens were helping humanity escape a 3D prison. He believed he was an indigo child, born to raise the world's energy and usher in a new age.

What he didn't know was that every door he opened led to the same place.

The Training Ground

By 2014, Ishe was practicing astral projection deliberately. He'd go through the process: see flashing lights, feel everything shake like an earthquake, then float out of his body. He had unofficial spirit guides who trained him in dreams. One dream showed him how to mask his energy. He was being chased through streets that looked like Venice. A voice told him what to do. The crowd lost him. Another child, maybe 15, was being trained the same way. Ishe knew he was a real person from somewhere, going through the same training.

In another vision, he flew through space at ridiculous speed, planets flashing by. He stopped at a small black planet with a massive black skull on top, lightning flashing all around it. The voice said to me, this is where we're from. Ishe looked at it and thought, this place doesn't look good. But he still didn't put it together. He wasn't questioning yet.

Then he saw something that shook him. During an astral projection, he flew through someone's ceiling and looked into their bedroom. A person lay on the bed. Standing next to them was a shadow person, a tall dark demonic spirit, and it was sucking energy out of them. I could see almost like this rainbow of light coming out of this person's face going into the demon's mouth, Ishe says. Like it was absorbing their energy.

He brushed it off. Shadow people feed on fear, he thought. Nothing serious. But years later, after his conversion, he watched a testimony of someone who went to hell and described demons attacking ex-Christians, lukewarm believers, people who still had a little light from God inside them. The demons fed on that light. Ishe's spirit triggered. That's probably what I was seeing, he thought. A demon in someone's house, absorbing the light from a fallen-away Christian.

That was the first crack.

The Question That Changes Everything

God works in mysterious ways. Ishe didn't ask for help. He didn't call out for salvation. He didn't even know he needed to be saved. But God saw something in him worth rescuing.

One day, Ishe was on YouTube looking for a Spirit Science video. Up popped a testimony from one of the two main creators of the channel. The guy had left. Ishe assumed it was a dispute. He watched. The creator described a running with Christ. He'd been depressed, unhappy, didn't enjoy life. Christ appeared to him and saved him. He went to church for deliverance, convulsing as demonic entities were cast out. He left the New Age movement.

Ishe thought, this is strange. This is one of the main creators. And this is the first time I'm hearing of an encounter with Jesus.

Then he learned about a famous tarot card reader, palm reader, séance leader who converted to Christianity after an encounter with Jesus. The New Age empire slandered her, said she did it for money. She actually lost money. Lost her massive house. But God was worth it.

Ishe decided to test his spirit guides. The next time he saw them, he asked the question: Do you know Jesus? Is Jesus real?

He went straight back into his body. The presence around him felt dark. Very dark. The attacks began.

The Attacks Intensify

What followed was a period of vicious spiritual warfare worse than his childhood. They went after his health, his finances, his relationships. They threatened his family. One night, lying in bed meditating, a pattern appeared on his ceiling like a burning red cage. Then I remember falling asleep, but it was like I was sucked out of my body. He was in a massive grassy hay field. He looked up. A giant demonic old man's head came down from the sky, mouth open, coming to eat him.

He knew it. When you're in the spirit world, everything is more real than it is here. Your senses, your feeling, pain, hunger, tiredness, vision, all heightened. Way more real than what you feel here. This spirit was coming to eat his soul.

The head got maybe five or six meters away. Then it disappeared. Right behind it, in the clouds, the sky opened up. Bright light poured down. Inside the light, three figures. One here, one here, one here. They were just looking down at me. They were sitting on a cloud, looking right at him.

At the time, Ishe didn't immediately understand who he was seeing. He just knew whoever that was had saved him. Now he knows. It was Jesus, Yahweh, the Holy Spirit. The Trinity. Looking down on him. They saved him. And it wasn't going to be the last time.

I didn't deserve it, Ishe says. I don't feel I did anything even remotely close to deserving his mercy. Because that's ultimately what he gave me. I didn't ask for his help. I didn't call for him. I didn't even know I needed to be saved. And even still, he saw something that told him, I need to do something to help him.

Britain's Got Talent and the Demonic Offer

In and around this time, Ishe's dance group Nemesis competed on Britain's Got Talent in 2008. They made it to the final. Years later, in 2017, he started a new group called KY (Kyle Nemesis Entertainment), a mix of live vocals and dancing. He told his partner Kyle, we need to make a pact. No matter what is thrown at us, we stay right with God. Ishe knew how the entertainment industry worked. He knew the temptations. He was starting to lean toward Christianity, but he hadn't made a solid decision yet.

Then he got severely ill. Chest infection, tonsillitis, 41-degree fever. He went to the hospital, got medication, went home, went straight to bed.

I remember I got into bed and I lay down, and immediately I felt my soul get ripped out of my body. And I fell. And I fell very, very, very quick. This wasn't normal. This wasn't a spirit he'd dealt with before. This one is very, very powerful. It's a principality at the very least. Probably even the Devil himself.

He was shown a vision. His dance group KY on stage at Britain's Got Talent, getting a standing ovation from all four judges at the audition stage. Then the final. Standing ovation. Winners of the show. Then an image of him, his girlfriend, their son, walking around a beautiful park. They had a massive house. Loads of money. Rich beyond belief. They were walking home. He opened the front door. At the end of the hallway, he saw his body sleeping.

Then it went pitch black. And when I tell you this darkness is, you can't even see your hand here. It is darkness. I don't know if that's the second heaven where Lucifer is, or whether that was hell itself. But it was complete utter darkness.

A voice from within him, maybe his spirit, asked: What do I need to do for this? So basically the winning of the show, the money, the house, everything. What do I need to do for this?

And out of the darkness, even though it's pitch black, I could see very clearly this scroll appeared. And it was a white scroll with gold trim around the edge. And it was a contract that I had to sign in blood.

Ishe had seen videos of people talking about being offered contracts by the devil. He never quite believed it. But I was now seeing it for myself. And I knew immediately what that meant and what it was.

He didn't even have to say no. He just had the thought in his head. The spirit can hear your thoughts. Immediately I felt myself fly back into my body. And then I open my eyes, look to my left, and there's this demonic entity. Looked about four feet tall. Jet black. Standing next to my bed. Looking at me.

When you're around these things, you get this immense feeling of fear that you can't even move. Like you can't do anything. You're just stuck. Almost like you're paralyzed. It stood there, then started slowly disappearing. His partner walked into the room just behind it as it vanished, asking if he was okay.

I'm not okay. I'm really not. Like, what did I just see?

The Offer Comes True

Two weeks later, ITV called. They wanted his new group on the show. The timing wasn't lost on him. He'd been offered success if he sold his soul. Now the opportunity was real. At first he said no. Then they thought, let's just give it a try. Bit of fun. We're not taking it seriously.

They got knocked out in the semi-finals. The week of the semi-final, their music got completely changed. They couldn't use what they'd prepped. They had to change their whole routine. They went out. After that, they toured for a bit. Then COVID came and shut down the entertainment industry.

By then, Ishe had already made his decision. Christianity was the route he was taking.

The Research

Ishe researched all the major religions. He couldn't be wrong again. Too much was at stake. He researched Islam, Judaism, Buddhism. Buddhism he wrote off quickly. Too similar to the New Age movement. The energy, the chakras, the ideology. If it shares ideologies so closely with what I was doing, and what I was doing was virtually, no, it was luciferian, then I know there's a very good chance it's been tainted by the same brush.

He noticed something. Every religion he looked at was works-based. You go to heaven, or Nirvana, or your holy forever place, because of how many good things you do. Your good outweighs your bad. Do enough, and you're good.

But Christianity was different. When he read the Bible, he had an immediate knowing of truth. This is it. This is the truth. Then he started researching and realized something fascinating. The big three, Christianity, Islam, and Judaism, all believe the Torah, the Old Testament. They all believe in Jesus. But the Bible doesn't believe in Muhammad. It doesn't believe in the Kabbalah or Judaism as it is now. It rebukes them. But the others have to agree with the Bible, then change small things.

In Islam, Jesus is only a prophet. Great, amazing, but just a prophet. They reduce what he was. Ishe thought, isn't it interesting? If I was the Devil and I wanted to lead people away from God, I'd tell a lot of truth and add a sprinkling of lie. Because it's harder to detect. Everyone seems to agree with this book, other than very small parts that change things. But that very small change is just enough to lead you away from the Creator. And it's the only one that did that. That fits the perfect lie theory.

Then he looked at the world. He'd worked in entertainment. He'd seen how things are. You can mock Christ, mock Christianity all day long, and no one bats an eye. But do you ever see anyone mocking Muhammad at the Oscars? At the MTV Awards? Do you ever see anyone say anything about Judaism? It didn't go well for Kanye. But Lil Nas X puts out music videos of himself on the cross. Sam Smith. Beyoncé. People mock Christianity constantly.

Ishe realized. This is the one they're trying to lead people away from. This is the truth.

The Final Deliverance

Even after his decision, the attacks continued. He hadn't done enough to close the doors. He wasn't reading the Bible. He was very early in his process. Then one night, lying in bed, he had a visitation like a horror film. He opened his eyes. Strong sleep paralysis. He could hear a radio, like an old AM wave radio, turning the dial, catching static. Then a creepy old voice said, I can feel his presence coming. Ishe knew immediately. It was the devil.

The whole room shook. Then it stopped. A gremlin-looking demonic entity jumped onto his chest, shouting in his face, grabbing him, holding him. When these things are around you, you get this paralyzing sense of fear. I couldn't move. I couldn't even move.

Then, all of a sudden, bright light appeared behind his bed. White. Pure light. It just appeared. The entity looked up in complete fear. It disappeared. I knew immediately it was Jesus standing behind me. I knew immediately. But I was still paralyzed. I couldn't move.

He describes it like the Book of John, where John sees Jesus in his true majesty and falls at his feet as if dead. His majesty is so strong. Ishe was still on his bed, not moving, but he could see the beautiful light coming from behind him. Jesus said something to him. Ishe will never forgive himself for not writing it down. He woke up the next day and told his mom. She was overjoyed. She's a diehard prayer warrior Christian. She'd tried so hard to get him to church, to get him down the right path. And he'd gone the other direction.

But her prayers worked. God heard them. And God saved her son.

What This Means

Ishe's story is a roadmap of deception and rescue. It shows how the New Age movement mirrors biblical truth just enough to feel right, then twists it just enough to lead souls away from the Creator. It shows how astral projection, spirit guides, and occult practices open doors to entities that masquerade as angels of light but reveal themselves as demons when questioned about Jesus. It shows how the entertainment industry is saturated with spiritual contracts, baptisms into darkness disguised as art. And it shows how God will pursue a soul that doesn't even know it needs saving.

The detail about the three figures in the clouds, the Trinity looking down on Ishe as a demon came to devour him, is one of the most striking images in any NDE or spiritual encounter I've come across. He didn't call out. He didn't pray. He didn't know to. But they showed up anyway. That's grace. That's the kind of love that doesn't wait for us to get our act together. It intervenes.

The blood contract is another detail that appears across testimonies from people who've been deep in the occult or entertainment industry. Ishe saw it for himself. A white scroll, gold trim, requiring a signature in blood. The offer was everything he wanted: fame, wealth, family happiness, success. The cost was his soul. He rejected it with a thought, and the opportunity vanished. Two weeks later, the real-world version of that offer appeared. ITV called. The show wanted his group. He said yes, but without the contract, without the soul-selling, they didn't win. They got knocked out. The temptation was real. The spiritual transaction was real. And his refusal was real.

Ishe's research into religions is also worth noting. He didn't convert because someone preached at him. He converted because he applied logic, pattern recognition, and intellectual honesty to the question of truth. He noticed that Islam and Judaism both acknowledge Jesus but reduce or reject his divinity. He noticed that every other religion is works-based, but Christianity is grace-based. He noticed that the world mocks Christianity freely but treats other religions with kid gloves. He noticed that the New Age movement, despite its claims of enlightenment and freedom, led him into bondage, fear, and demonic attacks. And he noticed that the Bible, when he finally read it, rang true in a way nothing else did.

This is a story of a man who was open to the spirit world from childhood, who was attacked relentlessly, who wandered into the New Age trap, who was trained by demons, who was offered fame and fortune for his soul, who rejected it, and who was saved by a God he didn't even believe in. It's a story of a praying mother whose intercession reached heaven. It's a story of mercy that doesn't wait for us to deserve it. And it's a story that warns us: the doors we open matter. The spirits we invite in matter. And the name of Jesus is the one name that makes every demon flee.

Ishe is living proof that no one is too far gone. No one is beyond the reach of grace. And no contract, no matter how tempting, is worth the cost of eternity.