Arthur Pendragon's mind reverted back to zero.
Arthur found himself in a black plane where the world didn't have a beginning or an end. He was at the origin point. A place of beginnings where everything would become anew.
"My apologies. I should've considered that children are scared of the dark."
Arthur turned around. He saw Michael towering over him offering his wings of hope to provide light in a place that had none.
"Who are you?" Arthur asked walking closer. He had the body of a child. He felt weak. He felt vulnerable. Anything in this world was capable of harming him.
"I'm your savior." Michael smiled.
"I'm here to save you from the sins that plagued your life." Michael clarified.
"My sins?" Arthur tilted his head.
"Yes your sins." Michael confirmed.
Arthur looked perplexed. He was raised a Christian. He had values and didn't to intend to hurt anyone. Whether it be physical or spiritual sins of an individual can ensnare the lives of multiple people.
"Oh no." Arthur sunk his head, falling into a pit of despair. "Was I a bad person?"
Michael's eyes narrowed. "Life doesn't provide simple answers to complicated questions. It'd be easier to define you as misguided. Not inherently bad, or purposely evil. You were a man trying to do good but like Eve in the book of Genesis you were tempted by the devil."
"The Devil?!" Arthur nearly collapsed. He couldn't believe he fell so far. How did he fall from grace? What made him turn his back on humanity and God?
"Yes the devil. The devil takes shape in all forms. For some the devil is a monsterous creature. For others it wears the skin of humanity."
"What does the devil look like to you?" Arthur asked.
Michael fell silent. He looked up into the dark void and deepened the color of his red eyes. "A beast."
"Oh I see." Arthur murmured. "That sounds scary."
Arthur then looked around. He saw nothing. "Where am I and what is this place?"
"This is the realm between dreams and reality." Michael offered his hand. "The world is still forming so you have to be careful."
"I see, thank you." Arthur took Michael's hand, and they walked together through the dark void. Arthur felt comfortable in Michael's grasp. He felt safe as if nothing could go wrong.
Michael and Arthur walked for what felt like an eternity. Multiple yellow flames formed around Arthur. He looked at them and touched them, they didn't produce heat.
"What's this?" Arthur held one of the flames. The fire squirmed and fought back like a rat caught in a trap.
"Oh, you noticed?" Michael looked very pleased. "They are will-o-wisps. Spirits of those who passed before us."
Arthur let go of the flame. He didn't feel right holding it in his hands. He looked at the flame and prayed it returned with the others. Maybe in heaven, it'd reunite with its relatives.
"Do all spirits come here after they die?" Arthur asked.
"No only special ones." Michael smiled.
"I see. What makes them special?" Arthur asked. As a child, he had an innate curiosity about the world. He wanted to know how everything functioned, down to every minute detail.
"They are special because their flames were snuffed out by you." said Michael.
Arthur's mind stopped functioning. "Wot?"
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Chasing Dreams (Discontinued)
AçãoThe tale of Renji Tachibana and his friends continues...
