*EYES OF CAIN*
Rank: Unknown
Aspect: Hallowed Enemy
Class: Cursed Ocular
Authority- Sin, truth, blood, fate and judgment.
Passive/active abilities: ERROR
Flaw: Modified Mark of Cain.
*Modified Mark of Cain*-
Men of the world will want to kill you, to punish you the punisher. They shall have 7 boons to ensure they kill you properly. No domain of dwelling will accept you as its past one Sha'ah as it's inhibitant. Cursed to wander forever. A nomad...
*Boons of the persecutors*
◇ Blessing of enlightenment.
◇ Destiny's favour.
◇ Carnage.
◇ Blind man.
◇ Probability's favour.
◇ Blessing of a Master.
◇ Blessing from the Sword of Damascus.
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"What the hell."
Zero looked at him pitifully. He already mourned his future pain, destined to never find home.
He pited the fool whose dream was to find peace, now forever cursed to live without it.
As much as Zero dreaded it, as much as he abhorred the reality, Adonis will have to suffer. His suffering was a necessity.
Maybe..
Just maybe, if we've left sooner and he didn't try look at the sanctified. I could have bought him an extra millennia, or still worsen it.
"What are this floating words?"
Zero still continued to look at him sorrowfully for a while before he started walking back towards the west direction of the city. Adonis now kneeling still remained where he was, twisted his head at Zero's direction and stared intensely. His current burnt eyes had nothing but finality in them.
"Can't you at least tell me!!
What use is there!!
So why can't you not tell me!!!"
Zero merely reduced his pace.
"Higher knowledge begats death. Not body death, not just soul death. It gives you a slow one with corruption, it replaces you completely.
I'm trying to save you."
"Ohhh cut the crap!!!
Aren't you tired of lying!!."
"What does it benefit you."
"No it's what it doesn't benefit me!! All that comes out of your mouth is destiny destiny, left for me I don't know whether what happened on earth was fault.
Why couldn't you just leave me be..." Adonis said with a cracked voice.
"Thread lightl...."
"I'm ready to be this sacrifice." Adonis lackadaisically interrupted Zero. Meanwhile the presumed god stopped walking and looked back at the new believer.
"Sacrifice seems tasteless."
"Maybe you prefer the word martyr huh?
I'm already here, I'm sure little information won't hurt."
"Ohh well, that is your eye template on the Akashic records." Zero answered in a tired tone.
Adonis just continued staring at him expressionlessly, seeing this Zero just sighed.
"Akashic records...
One of the Books Of Omni.
Creator unknown.
Limit unknown.
Can it be controlled-No.
Everything under EMIRA is contained inside.
One of the eight mysteries of EMIRA."
"You just said a load of bullshit honestly. I don't understand anything happening around me right now. And you just served to confuse me more. Plus who the fuck is Em*ERROR*....."
A sudden pressure overwhelmed him at the instance of mentioning the name.
"Spare yourself erasure. Your life level is too low to mention the name. Don't force it too."
Cough-cough
"And you didn't think to mention it beforehand."
Zero paused and looked back to the kneeling Adonis.
"Make haste, truly we are running out of time. I'll give you a run-down as we walk."
Adonis stood up and looked down to avoid making eye contact with his surroundings. He sluggishly matched Zero's walking pace.
"Where are we going?"
"We are going to where Sin breeds.
We are going to a place of damned worship.
We are going to Gomorrah."
The two sanctified strangers stood at a distance and watched them go west, to the place of the damned.
**** POV
"Do you think this is another simulation Keal?" I threw the question to my taller companion.
"Does it really matter again Jorah. We have been trapped in the thiss...this....cursed play for what seems like eternity." My taller counterpart brutally dismissed my observation.
"This is different Keal. This is different, I felt nexus energy from the cursed one. Then again the cursed one is new."
"The small tainted dream that stood near the slave? He he been here everytime...
Wait..
My Memories.....memory manipulation?" My companion said in a hushed tone.
"No worse it's Sha'ah, that's being manipulated. I felt nexus energy around the one dimensional waste.
Only Father could knows what sorcery the slave used to impose a waste of that level on this plane."
"Hmmmh F-a-t-h-e-r..
You mean the one that abandoned us for calamities after calamities. No word, we his children. Not a single word, and you call that man your father?"
"Not another word Keal. It's our fault we are trapped in this endless hell by Apollyon. We have to prove ourselves worthy enough by escaping on our own.
Another word of blasphemy Keal, I myself will part of your hell.
That I promise you."
I could fell the fool already breaking, he was a lost one anyways, I wasn't a suprise. His weakness was expected anyways. I've died beyond what I can account for already, even I that is holy. I can barely recall anything.
The anomalous blood tear drop in my heart is resonating with something to come oddly. The first time it actually did something.
Is it the cursed boy?
I wasn't sure, but I knew I sense power. Imaginable power, that has to be mine surely.
Honestly I didn't know how long I could put with this rouse. Especially with this fool, how doesn't he know that falling.
Yes falling..
Especially here, the sin city, was at our worst possible interest. After all said and done, I'm merely a tool, my job is to just wait for the best possible moment.
Unlike every tyrant, every strongman that has come to existence. Everyone always tries to fight against the current.
Do they win?
Yes..
At the same time No..
The question is not whether or not you win but how long you could hold you victory.
I don't claim to be different. But then again putting myself higher than the mistakes of the past tyrants is Pride.
Rather than trying so much to pander to the elders of the old. I'll just follow with the current.
One thing I do know is...
God is dead.
And I will be more than God...
I don't want to be him...
"Jorah where do you think this Lot could be? He isn't at the regular spot in babylona, Sodom is...
Sodom is different now..
Have you noticed Jorah?
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Why would it change now, there's no importance. Or has Apollyon pitied us and this is finally the end." The big oalf wondered loudly.
'Irritating'
"Maybe.
Keal let's make haste, enough talk."
We both made our way east towards Perso, following Lot's soul trail under the leering eyes of the lustful wraiths.