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Julie Khov
Period 2
Mrs. Crabtree
11/11/06

SEVER WORLD : CHAPTER I
The air smelt like that dusty chalk, her hands running down that own warm face of hers. ‘Why am I still here?’ she thought as her breath gasped. There was a brief skirmish between the cold wind and her failing lungs. ‘How long had it been when I’d first realized who I truly was? How long since I’d found out why my mother died, that it was because of me?’ Her eyes from across the image of the moon were silver – white in the scenery of the sky and clouds blooming… In her hands, she held the book “Hades of the Sever World“. Airashii was her name, it meant lovely. Lovely like satin ribbons seemingly fallen from the sky in pure red ecstasy.

Soon her lips spoke soundly as she began to speak to her childlike version of Airashii in the past, “Long ago in Hades there was a curse where evil souls roamed free and punishment was forever lurking. Curses on the dead souls, curse on the carriage they road when kidnapping women and children to their own fleshy desires. This carriage had flown in the sky for centuries, tricking humans with the bait of immortality. The dead souls had become live again with the fate of living forever, yet were reincarnated as young devils chained to the duties of that same carriage they used to siege innocents. Hades doomed them also with the responsibility where every night the devils would chase humans in their dreams, promising immortality yet also with the exchange of deception to their own friends or family. When the missions were fulfilled successfully by the humans, they were deceived by the devils. All who were connected to lies were condemned to losing all of the humanity. In the end, their spirits became apart of the carriage also for when the prophecy of chains were fulfilled where when enough essences were collected that the eternal god arisen from the bodies. He’d flown to the sky and the wars would begin, for Sever World’s portal had released awareness to humans once again of the angel’s, kadai’s (Kadai - Species in Sever World with animalistic traits. Ex. Wolf tail, cat ears, ect.) and devil’s existence.”
Hey! Name’s Airashii. To tell you the truth, it had all begun the day of my fourteen birthday. The first day of school which was on the Friday the 13th, what a coincidence. Haha, I was always so superstitious. More than others would ever be. The skies were clouded with gray anger, no one else would ever look up. Would they? I had always wished that my best friend Silence and I would someday lay in the grass and feel everything slip away inside of us when the wind fought against our body’s skin. He was always tall, wet magnificent strands of brown hair, and that big smile on his face whenever he looked at me. I felt like a child, alive whenever with him. If anyone ever saw us, they’d think we were lovers like in the stories of Adam and Eve, except we weren’t naked in the beginning.
Our laughs reverberated in the hallways as I punched Silence playfully across his chest. “Silence, what do you think it would be like.. If we weren’t really human?” I asked in curiosity, still with the upbeat happiness flooding throughout my voice. He paused for a second as we stopped walking for a moment, “Well.. It depends on if you’d be okay with it. I probably wouldn’t care.. unless it changed me. Made me inhuman.” He scrunched up his face disgusted at what he might become. We continued to walk and consider the matter, we hadn’t had this sort of conversation in a while practically. The light increased in our field of vision as we walked right out of school, it had been a few hours since the bell had rung for after school. Everything was always dead-living, but dead still. For something to be alive yet still seem like it has stopped growing internally, the trees.. The grass.. A faded color that has been passed so many times people have forgotten that they were even there. “Hey! Look at that!” Airashii yelled in excitement as she.. pointed accusingly at the huge hole in the ground, it was big enough for the both of them to fit in. “Hah, seems ironic doesn’t it? Alice in Wonderland, meet Alice.” Silence spoke sarcastically of their find. Don’t you think most people wouldn’t just go up outside somewhere just to find a hole and crawl in it? Ah- yet for these two, Airashii’s curiosity got the best of them 24/7, leading to perverted antics and pranks to sneaking out for some evil missions of theirs. So they began to crawl in the tunnel, yet unfortunately Airashii was wearing a skirt today, Silence took to his male urges to point it out. “Hey, hey! Lacey black and red stripes, move faster!” he yelled in unison with their struggles of dirt and insects annoying the hell out of them altogether. “Shut up! Stop looking! Arrghh..” she yelled irritatingly. “That’s what you get for wearing that you hentai freak!” he coughed back. “Nyah! You called me hentai freak! It’s yaoi freak, and who’s the one that’s a hentai freak? ME OR YOU?” Everything went dead silent after that argument as they continued through searching for something at the end of the tunnel. Airashii squinted her eyes to see something dark orange in front of her. “Hey.. Hey is that a fox?” she turned her head to whisper to Silence. Except when she turned around, saw a nosebleed hentai instead. She turned her head back around, thinking ‘Oh yeah.. Just great. Stupid..” she mumbled under her breath. The fox was sleeping in its den, yet when hearing Airashii whispering had awoken, seemingly angry at the interruption of its deep slumber. The fox glared, loathingly at Airashii-growling viscously like you’d see any other dog would. It pounced, grabbing at her already aching arms and shoulder. “Aaaah!” she yelled.. Blood dripped into the ground, soaking her sleeves and consuming her mind.. Red… Red… Red…
A bright light blinded them both, throwing themselves into a sudden pure white world.. Falling, fading, and drowning in it all. They were floating in it, but still in slumber, unaware of their souls becoming purified in that world, waiting.. They awoke on cold marble, eyes opening to discover a blur of colors. “Where.. Is this?” Silence asked himself without an answer to come up with. A tall stranger appeared before him, slapping his face twice on both sides. “Ah! Prince, prince! Welcome to Sever World, it has been centuries since we’ve seen you.” The room was littered with tall architectures of roman columns and riddled in red velvet curtains symbolizing the blood vessels in a person’s heart ready to implode, released from the barricade of blue desire as he scanned the room amazed at it‘s brilliance. “Prince? Who the hell are you? I’m not a prince, and.. Where is this place?” Silence mused, his face still burning from the previous abuse of the tall man. This ’strange abusive man’ was dressed in formal attire, a black bold silk kimono that pressed on the crevices of his body and complimented his figure whose hair shone through the light as dark blond shiny strands trailed near his face. Silence was processing what had recently happened before he as knocked out. ’A tunnel.. Panties.. Blinding white light... This strange man in front of me that slapped me silly..’ A sweat drop appeared on Silence’s head, with a side dish of ‘uggh’ aura slipping off his face. “Ahem.” the tall man spoke once again, interrupting the crazed Silence’s thoughts, “You are a prince. From years ago, reincarnated.. For the beginning of the near war, of the present.. current times.. Your real name is Reita, for your father was once an upcoming king to his brother of the side of Airashii’s. Your princess.. Your princess.. -” the man paused, his face creased in slight frustration and sadness. “You both are no longer the same, but will soon find who you truly are. This is Sever world, world of demons, holy messengers, and animalistic beings. In our world, namely Devils, Angels, and that of the sole species stemming from Kadai.” Silence was the kind of person who still had that supposed childlike mind of imagination, he would believe this. ‘I believe this.’ the words reverberated in his mind. Forever in the years, he always wanted the idealistic over realistic, it meant that there was more meaning to life than everything.. Else. “Come. Reita, we must get you to the master.. He is waiting for you with Airashii.” the servant said in a service like manner. Their footsteps resonated throughout the halls with the tapping on the marbled checker of black and red tiles. Lights from the dark corridor began to brighten and shimmer as they approached the room. Entering this room, was brightly lit with melting scented candles in the aroma of vanilla extracts sweetening the room continuously. There sat a man who seemed to be a in a process of meditation. “Namaste, Airashii.” the wrinkled man had his eyes scanning in an face hinting his familiarization of the young children. His hair was a dark hue brown, almond eyes full of peace and serenity. “Kana!” the old man ordered, “Get these to in the unit, quickly!” his mouth turned into a sadistic smirk, quickly changing his demeanor into threatening aura of a cobra ready to strike at any moment.
Airashii as in a trance, originally she expected him to be ‘friendly - someone to be helpful?’ she thought, yet all this time when Silence stepped into the room having sat closely to her, hand in hand.

THE GROWTH PROCESS : CHAPTER II

Suddenly Airashii realized she had heard Reita’s thoughts as if her own. When having been dragged in this room, she had seen this unknown man. He had told her about the mother, in stories who sacrificed herself while sipping a cup of tea that was offered suspiciously under the soft whisperings between the man and his servant. He began with a breath, then a short pause, “…She was your mother. In her heart she wished for you to be powerful, to rule over the other species of existent creatures. Your mother’s name was Izaya. Izaya went to the harsh valleys without your father. For he feared for her safety days and nights, she had traveled to the temples of the gods, forcing herself through blizzards, powerful acid rain, and burning heat. Something had protected her throughout the travels no matter what, in order to complete this goal, this mission. When arriving at the temple, there were floating stairs in a dark corridor of molten lava plates. There were many obstacles, but she reached the center and core where the final prayers were scent into both heaven and hell, a beast resided for there ere inscriptions for the final task of obedience. Prophecy read : ‘One who wishes ETERNAL MADNESS for the fate of a child, come forward in the ingredient of 1 soul and the judgments of the gods to be forced upon you after this process… if completed successfully or be eaten by the beast… She threw herself into the portals of heaven and hell, risking her life to give you something more than what you could’ve had alone as a mere mortal. Therefore the species were born, stemming from her sacrifice were kadai, the animalistic traits formed into the beings of our souls, inside of us.. Thriving in combination of selected of mankind’s souls. In the beginning were the loves of two lovelorn peoples, that they died without reaching one another or not being able to express.. So the two souls ended up being intertwined consequently as one whole. This formed the species representing their emotions.. In Devils, Angels, and Kadai. Neither pure or evil, yet full of emotion that fuels the trimming fires that once created all of us in the beginning. We will test you, Airashii. We will test both you and Silence…” ‘I remember..’ Airashii thought.

She gasped for air in a second yet there was nothing there appearing in her mind.. Something was going to happen, something bad. Suddenly the gripping tight clawing hands of the servant Kana had enveloped her and Silence completely, being hauled off immediately to a dark room. When after the muffled screams and kicking of them both, they finally calmed down after feeling the cold chill of metallic chains attached to their bodies in order to prevent escape and emanate how their resistance was futile in the emperor’s palace. Soon the blindfolds that covered their faces uncomfortably had been lifted. “Ah.. Silence.. Are you there?” Airashii whispered in the darkness, riddle with worriment for the darkness had consumed her mind in black anesthesia. “Airashii..” he moaned her name, a dark pain had struck throughout his body. “I’m bleeding..” a voice in obvious unsightly pain as he touched the wound, wincing slightly at the moment. “Your hurt? What did they do to you? I thought that he wouldn’t hurt us. Not him.” she spoke as she regained the memories of hat recently had happened, everything as happening so fast. He had known my mother, and yet I do not. Even though I’m the most closest to her. Why didn’t my dad ever tell me this, his own daughter? He lied to me. She choked back tears, laughing inside her head insanely at his obvious supposed ‘fatherly love’ that he committed. What was fatherly about abuse? The people you’re expecting to love you the most, through the pain you are supposed to fell something different. Something warm that makes you smile, yet hurts still in the end? “Airashii.. How can you side with that man? They obviously want to hurt you, Airashii. Yet I don’t want you to get hurt. Ha.. I must be failing you.” He closed his eyes, bothered by the repetitious phrase that she had spoken just a few seconds ago, “I thought that he wouldn’t hurt us. Not him.” The sound of dripping water was resonating throughout the room, pipes? Silence had heard the noise, his senses more keen in the darkness, desiring the meaning of his name. The connection he had with sound was so sharp and sensitive. “Hey, hey.. Airashii..” he whispered low, struggling with the chains that clinked and restrained him with his movements. He nudged her, trying to get her attention as he noticed that she had fallen asleep with the sound of her snoring annoying him irritatingly to no avail. “Ha.. At a time like this, you can sleep?”
He thought back to the times of when they were children, how they walked with one another and were bothered by the other kids singing, “Haha.. Haha.. Airashii and Silence sitting in a tree, K - I - S - S - I - N - G!” Back then the kids were very aggressive and mean, always abusing the others and making other’s lives miserable for their own sadistic gain. One day the mean kids that were absolute bullies came up to them as the two were swinging their hands idly.. Swaying distractingly in rhythm of a new song that had recently become popular on the radio. “Hey! Hey! You losers want to see something fun?” the leader bully in the pack had spoken, with the name Natsu had taken out a shiny object out of his pocket. “You see what we’ve got?” “Uhm.. What is that.. Shiny thing?” Airashii asked, worried it might be something dangerous, “Where did you get that?” Natsu held it up closer to her face, obviously showing his obnoxiousness every second he was there. A slight tinge of blush had come up on his cheeks, obviously staring only at Airashii and ignoring the presence of the ‘other’ boy yet was bothered at the holding of Airashii and Silence’s childish swaying hands. “I stole it from my dad’s drawer. It’s handcuffs.” Airashii smiled, thinking it was an toy as her face lit up in delight. “Let’s do something with it.” Natsu smiled also, smirking in a higher manner. “Ha, I’ve already planned this Airashii. Your coming with me.” Natsu quickly clicked the handcuff on her right hand, pulling her right off Silence quickly and clicking the other handcuff on his hand. Tears welled up as she felt the metal circles rape up against her wrists creating red welts of pain. “W-what are you doing?” her face was sadness and frustration, for she had thought that he meant well when showing her the ‘toy’. Silence’s eyes flared in rage, his partner in crime had been taken away from him in a moment’s notice. “What are you going to do to her?” his anger raging like a flame burning the brush on the hills. His body was frail, yet the negative energy still made him feel weak as he has always felt. He stood his ground, yet was overpowered by the many followers of Natsu. Silence was dragged into an old basement and hanged there by chains just like he was now - except with Airashii. This memory had come up again, from that same sound her heard just right now. He thought, ‘I need to figure this out. I need to get us out of here, this is my chance to save her. Save her…‘ Many images flashed through his mind, Natsu had done something to Airashii. Yet he couldn’t fight for her, throughout the years he stayed with Airashii no matter what, in order to protect her. Yet there was a lingering feeling. That there was… something else. That feeling in which when he looked at her, a perfect image. That smile on her face and the tinge of happiness falling and flowing out of her as if happiness was her blood. He wanted her. To protect, to laugh with, to talk with, to stay with forever, and most of all.. To love until the end of everything else.
Soon the lights turned on, and before he could even begin to imagine what surrounded him.. Dead bodies. “What are these people?” Airashii quickly had awoken due to the noises she heard and the sound of Silence’s voice in a blur. “Airashii.. Look.” Crimson had consumed the white in a freshly manner, bleeding through the cloth of the people before them. No longer alive, yet pale and massacred. Airashii could imagine them alive, and what their lives could’ve been like. “I’m so naïve, I trusted them. Yet they’ve done this. To these people!” She whimpered and felt that there was no way out of this deathtrap they were in, somehow everything. Nothing would every go the way she wanted. “Ah. I’ve seen you’ve become comfortable. Meet your friends. Your faces are just priceless..” he laughed devilishly in the midst of their horror, the old man had come again with his servant Hana at his side. “Kukuku You’re going to feel what it’s like. Because of you, Airashii. I lost your mother to that man. That man who ruined my life. I could‘ve had her.” He touched the side of his face and had jokingly did a cutthroat motion towards them. “This.. will happen.. To you!” The wall that had propped the dead bodies turned into fake puppeteer dolls, yet the wall turned revealing a gorgeous mirror riddled with many symbols. The words MADNESS was written in dried blood over the top and smeared like as if a thousand baby ducks had slammed into it with their white feathers trailing right behind them in the air. Their eyes on looked at the man, and then at the mirror. “What is that? And what are you going to do to us?” Airashii panicked, yet held her hand closely towards Silence in order to calm herself down. There was something about this man that bothered her, what were his intentions? What did he want with them? She bit her tongue, hoping that it wouldn’t bleed in the process yet her beating heart was letting in on her. It betrayed her charade of fake courage. Fear, that unmasked beauty. Lying in darkness, those black shadows in the shape of the unknown imaginations- waiting to whisper in your ear the things you hated the most in your mind. The ones that could make you shriek as the sweat drips wildly over your body after the nightmare. That of what supposedly had begun as a sweet little dream floating across the walls when the car‘s lights had passed by steadfastly. They glanced once again and stared for hours on end at the mirror.
Unexpectedly Airashii and Silence’s minds felt corrupted, like a migraine consuming a person’s own outside appearance when in actuality their brains were being crushed under painful pressure. As if a thousand drills had been drilling in their skulls, they screamed and struggled with the pain. Their eyes began to bulge and their bodies began to go into a long seizure yet they could not die. The old man grinned, obviously enjoying the feeling of their sickliness of pain. Soon everything went silent, and then it began again. The growth process had begun. Thorns soon began to grow in the shape of horns, three on each side of her head to be exact and small dark red and black striped ears also placed on the top of her head. Her breasts soon began to grow in size, body beginning to mature rapidly at the pace of seconds. Bruises welled up from the sides of her back.. Her body went limp and numb. Bones protruded out of the bruises and soon feathers also with it. Basically bloody and she bit her lip harder, bleeding more than she expected. She needed to cope with it somehow. The man came up in front of her. “Welcome to the world, Airashii.” he smiled in a wise old man way, grinning obsessively. “It’s been a while, but now you’ve reincarnated. Huh, it took so many tries to find the right descendants of the prophecies, but now you’re here. Haha, sorry about that before. Was just having fun.” Airashii eyed him weirdly, “Yes, it has been a long time. Could you clean the blood off?” Silence was still in the growth process, experiencing his teeth growing sharper and longer. A long soft grayish tail unexpectedly appeared also in a wolfish appearance, one horn on each side of his head and silky fluffy silver moon ears to complement his appearance. The same kind of wings that had come out of Airashii had soon come for him too. Hana tended to Silence’s body and the old man to Airashii. The “Process of Growth” in the world of Sever is when a person transferred to the human world finds a way to get back into the Sever world can reincarnate once again yet as the combination of all their lives into one representing a formation of their ‘true selves’, the ‘true soul’ ultimately. Airashii was all three species, which meant she was the rarest of all. The most powerful, because it meant that there was something different that could make her an useful soul of the Sever World.
Silence had awoken, remembering everything of the memories of his past lives. How he favored the forests over everything else and the scent of that light creamy vanilla extracts of the plants that loved him-sang for him of the every day he had awoken to. His wings were cleaned by Hana, still wet yet drying slightly. “Thank you for doing this for me.” Silence smiled and delighted by the appreciation in his voice resonating throughout every word. “Ah, anything for you Reita. Sorry about before. Your emperor wanted to make it a bit.. Dramatic.” he choked back a small laugh. “Ah, don’t worry about it. What was with the bodies? Yes, the emperor of Sever World. What did you guy’s start the growth process up for?” Hana’s face cringed back a bit about to begin explaining, “We started testing others to see if they were the right descendants of the prophecies. You guys didn’t explode, so we’re right on our 113th time. We have mission for the both of you, to save us. Recently there has been a sighting, the god of the carriage has awoken and will massacre our race unless we fight. Hades has always disliked our species for that ‘incident’, when our war goddess rejected him in unrequited love. You know of this, since you were there. He cursed them for his on selfish reasons. We knew this day would come, it’s time for your betrothed to harness the powers you were meant for.” “Ha! You already knew this would happen, why do you need us to do it? You could’ve made a truce a long time ago, yet got lazy with it. It could’ve been prevented, yet I guess we have no choice. Where are our ‘Devilistics‘?” Silence questioned Hana’s intelligence and felt a bit fresh and new with this transformation. With hope, strength and powerful emotions for his partner in crime. He was also the same as Airashii, a rare one. There was something missing, a Devilistic. Devilistics at that time were minions that trailed their masters as if the souls were connected, born from the leftovers of their past/present emotions. Cocoons formed for their first birthing and grew to become loyal great warriors in the many decades of the species existence.. Hana quietly walked out of the room as Silence laid quietly recovering from the transformation and fast paced conversation. The servants ere always were considered the lower hierarchy of the royalties, yet sometimes were hired as secret underground spies. Hana wasn’t one of them yet still because distinctly in the end was alpha in command for being right hand man of the emperor to Sever World. Hana walked through the halls and came across a locked corridor, simultaneously looking back and forth for others to see if the coast was clear. He successfully unlatched the lock, taking a peak inside as the door creaked. The room was dark, smelling of blood and crap littered all over the floors. Rusting for thousands of years, yet there was an echo of an animal rustling in the insides of the cages that resided. Hana marched right in, calling, “Izaya! Winged beast! Your master awaits you.. Come forth!” Another time he called, ”Chanse! Come forth!..” There was a pause, yet Hana’s impatience was growing and then another rustle came again. Suddenly a crimson blooded white feathered creature approached from the darkest shadows of the room, glaring daggers of killing intent towards him. Its talons and flesh were ferociously deformed, the body cut with scars and deformities in so many places. There was no way to describe the monstrous creature that suddenly appeared aggressive before him. Something crawled beneath the monster and made noises, bubbling.. A reddish acidic substance that unexpectedly had been spreading fastidiously beneath its claws soon started to take form. A plushy-like doll stood, a scarf of white fluff in slanted dark stripes, the face with black spots circling its darkened eyes of black onyx had stared for minutes on end. “Your being very stingy about coming. It’s been centuries, hasn’t it? It’s time for you to see them.” He started to run-walk faster and faster, soon chasing a shadow of himself to the pinpointing place of Silence and Airashii. They had been resting next to one another on beach chairs in the lounge, still recuperating from the ordeal they had gone through in the growth process. A shrieking Griffon emerged and had flown, its wings enveloping the sleeping Airashii and it whispered some secret language. Immediately she had awoken, eyes blurring in the light and then clearing in the sight of the Griffith. She held her arms out, a weird unsettling warm feeling swept across her face like a fever. Her arms enveloping the animal no matter its appearance as if seemingly familiar with one another. She closed her eyes once again, “You.. Are my mine, a Devilistic.” A smile swept across her face which signaled a sudden happiness chilling throughout the world. The demoniac licked her face affectionately and armor appeared on it’s body, like a warrior. Hana spied them questionably, already Chanse the rabbit-like doll was a Devilistic also, becoming acquainted with Silence in another room when he awoke a few minutes later. “Aaah! This thing is so abusive!” he wined and cried in an echo of sobs. Airashii felt that she should’ve checked up on him a while ago, yet they were wasting their time here. He had filled her in a while ago in that dark world, their minds were always connected in some ways after the growth process. There was a mission that had to be completed, to stop Hade’s and the carriage devils. Airashii walked into see that Reita’s hair was being pulled by Chanse, his Devilistic. “Haha..” she almost buckled her knees at the sight. “I thought guys were supposed to be the dominant ones!” a smirk was on her face as she still laughed and cried a bit from the sight. He struggled, yet ended up giving up in the end, “If I’m supposed to have a Devilistic, why does she have to be so.. So.. Aaah.. Evil! Evil females!” he moped the whole time as they quarreled some more. “Don’t worry, we’ll fight with them. We already know what to do..” Ayazi was the Griffon, fierce eyes tracing the playful figures and he swooped down under the three unexpected victims- Airashii, Chanse, and Silence. Airashii understood why, “Something is happening-and he knows why..” Hana pushed a button connected to a huge window at the front of the mansion, opening in order to lead an entrance for their flight in the cold midnight air. “Brr.. It’s freezing. Ahh.. But your feathers are warm, I could sleep here all day..” Silence agreed, “So could I, but I’d sleep with you. I wonder where we‘re headed. It seems like we‘re going to go somewhere far away, but we‘ve been going everywhere today, if you haven‘t taken that in yet, Airashii.” he smiled a perverted smile that meant something else in his mind, but was pushed away. Chanse began to cling to his side and become less violent/abusive towards him and more childlike as expected a doll is perceived as from a child. Innocence and seemingly vulnerable actions which held some other meaning altogether. “Caaaw!” went Ayazi. The sharp beak of the Griffith had sharpened more. He was tracing a landing in the woods near a tree as they crashed a bit then were stable one again. “Aaahh! We’re crashing!“ Airashii yelled as an echo repeated afterwards into the mountains mocking her. They had been dug deeply into the dirt, they were encased in muddy gook yet hardened fully but was broke apart by the Devilistics immediately. “Ah, we should take shelter under a tree or something since it’s already nightfall and then we can head out in the morning and find what Ayazi meant when having flown us here.” said Silence sleepily yet with a commanding voice. He had always been at least a little bit more responsible once in a while of the recent times he dealt with sudden problems, like in terms of Airashii‘s constant antics. These antics always led her to be isolated by the people who felt annoyed or hated her for it. They were hating her for that supposed weirdness that was the air that she breathed constantly in order to live. “But I’m so dizzy!“ Airashii yelled as an echo replied with “ Dizzy.. Dizzy..” the words trailed off into the distance consequently.
Airashii’s eyes closed lightly when the wind whipped her face to the side like a slap of cold. In Airashii’s point of view: I had seen myself fall to the ground in the blink of an eye.. The collapsing faint noise, then all of them turning towards me. Blood was dripping and gushing out between the sides of my hips and from a slitting wound through my neck as if I was decapitated by an invisible creature. My eyes were wide open, shocked at what had happened as I swallowed my own blood throughout the encounter with the wind. Ayazi’s voice became grave, “There is a monster that hides in this village, infecting people with a disease of a curse. If we get rid of this curse.. The god that Hades has birthed will die, that was his true purpose all along. For revenge because long ago before Hades even became a god, he was once human.” Ayazi threw a book of the floor. Silence walked curiously toward the book, reading the title, “Book of The Underworld” and then the book flipped open as if it had a mind of its own. Silence began to read, trying to decode the images then reading the story as though he understood the drawings and unknown symbols cluttering the pages. He read with a mighty voice that made him seem confident, “An assassin was sent from the kingdoms to kill him one night, yet he knew beforehand. Hades slipped out of the bed from his wife and was at the door hinge, holding an axe as the door opened slightly with a creak. He hit once, yet the assassin backed away that second to dodge the attack from the weapon. The assassin grabbed furiously at the man named Hades, carrying and muffling the screams toward the Death Valley. Death valley was once a whole ocean yet throughout the droughts had become a pit for dead people to be thrown in, the unloved and hated. The assassin dug a hole on the edge of the cliff sands that had become hard rock yet trembled at the power of the assassin. Forcibly surrendering, the ground faltered and collapsed in, yet was a huge hole that encased Hades. Huge gashes formed on Hade’s neck and hip, leaving him decapitated and left to bleed to death without a head to even speak or cry from the agonizing pain dealt on his soul. Months later, nomads had found him bones dug deep into the ground. The nomads played with his skull and made fun with the burial grounds as if mere toys for toddlers. The skull shook speaking with a horribly haunting voice, “YOU! Who.. Has insulted me! I SHALL TAKE YOUR SOULS!” The men and woman screamed in fright, white wisps crawled out of their bodies like their organs didn’t even exist inside them from the start. His flesh formed strongly and tight, finally becoming the god he was meant to become. Mustered from blood, sweat, tears, and the hatred that burned deeply into his being. The god of the underworld did not live for the love that once was his life as a human, but now a dead man- the dead man of the underworld that walked greeting devilishly to the ones he trapped inside his home.” Airashii’s eyes widened, “Then it wasn’t.. Because of unrequited love like we were told..” even as she laid on the ground with wide eyes, her body had stopped ultimately and healed with the quick pain subsiding. Ayazi shuffled his fur

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