𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓┆ 𝐁𝐒𝐃

𝟗 : 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐔𝐒 𝐕𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐈, 𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑

Warning:

Before you proceed this chapter
will contain biblical information. If
you don't like that kind of topics then
don't read this.

3rd person POV

Aftermath of the cat cafe.

" The museum? It's a nice place to roam around" Fukuzawa said as he walked aside with y/n in the museum. " Well it's nice to have a little trip here" Y/n said looking around.

" Is there anything about the museum interest you?" Fukuzawa asked. " Well i have always interested in symbology when i was young and i want to learn more about it, but my understanding about this is only on the surface level" Y/n said and her eye caught something interesting

" Would you look at that it's The hand of the mysteries " Y/n said making fukuzawa look up. " The hand of mysteries?" Fukuzawa asked and the two walked closer to the hand.

" Mhmm, The hands of mysteries, if you take a closer look at the hand" Y/n said pointing at the hand, specifically the fingers.

" There are tattoos on the exposed fingers, a crown, a star and the others that you can't see are a sun, a lantern and a key" Y/n said suddenly her eyebrows furrowed.

" There's something odd about this hand" Y/n stared at it for a moment. " It looks real " Y/n's eyes widen.

Y/n immediately looked behind them and saw nothing, it's just the two of them. " Is there something wrong?" Fukuzawa asked. " Nothing, let me continue " Y/n cleared her throat.

" It's an invitation to seek a body of ancient knowledge beyond a mystical gateway " Y/n explained.

" It's like pointing a way" Fukuzawa mumbled making y/n look up. " It's a fresco above, it's Brumidi's Apotheosis of Washington, from the greek "apo" To become and "theos" God" Y/n said studying the painting.

" There on the center above George Washington is ascending on a cloud above the mortals his moment of transformation " Y/n explained suddenly it all click in her.

" Someone is trying to become God, but who?" Y/n mumbled to herself. " Think y/n" Y/n said to herself. " Is everything ok?" Fukuzawa asked worryingly.

" There's something odd about this museum " Y/n looked at fukuzawa. Fukuzawa immediately got the message and drew his katana out.

" Is it fyodor? " Y/n asked. " He refers to himself as carrying out the Lord's will" Y/n said pacing back and forth.

" Y/n i have a question " Fukuzawa called making y/n look at him. " What if that person no longer wants to be a follower?" Fukuzawa asked.

" Then we have to get out of this place immediately " Y/n said and the two begun to run, but all the lights suddenly went off.

" This is terribly bad" Y/n mumbled. " Y/n?!" Fukuzawa called. " I'm here!" Y/n called and the lights went back on revealing no trace of fukuzawa.

" Shit! He's here again" Y/n mumbled seeing random paintings with their hands pointing at a certain direction.

" Trying to run away again dear? " A voice echoed. " Why can't you leave me alone?" Y/n asked activating an ability in her mind.

" We are like intertwined circles in short meant to be together.. forever " The voice echoed and suddenly a paper flew towards y/n's direction on where the paintings are pointing at.

Y/n caught the paper and read it. " The fourth book of Maccabees. It's a quote from the apocrypha  " For you to dispose me to anger by your disobedience you will compel, with dreadful punishment to destroy everyone of you"
Y/n read and suddenly the paper vanished.

" Where is he? Tell me I'm not playing this time" Y/n clenched her fists. " See it for yourself. Watch him lose everything " The voice said and y/n saw fukuzawa roaming around the museum.

" Where is she.. Y/n?!" Fukuzawa called. He roamed around the museum until he arrived at a certain place where a statue is resting.

" Read the text my dear" The voice said.
" Mundus vult decipi, ergo decipiatur?" Y/n asked in confusion. " It's a latin phrase for.. Wait stop-" Y/n was cut off by the darkness engulfing her

" Y/n?" Fukuzawa asked looking around.
" Hello Mr. fukuzawa " Fyodor appeared making fukuzawa point his katana at him.

" I wouldn't do that if I were you. I control every part of this place even the floor you're standing on" Fyodor smiled. " It pains me to do this but.." Fyodor walked towards fukuzawa.

" Man has it all in his hands, and it all slips through his fingers from sheer cowardice " Fyodor said and suddenly the room started to leak with gas.

" Wait-" Fukuzawa started to cough, his body became paralyzed making him fall to the ground, passing out.

" I don't know what she sees in you, all i see is a broken man hiding behind a dull sword" Fyodor said while putting on a gas mask.

" Take him away" Fyodor said and certain men came in and dragged his body.

Later

" Where is he?" Y/n asked while Fyodor is in front of her drinking wine. " Would you like a drink?" Fyodor asked.

" Don't change the subject " Y/n said making Fyodor slightly smirk. " Why are you suddenly drinking? Does this seem worth celebrating? Is this fun to you?" Y/n slammed her hands on the table.

" Is deceiving everyone fun to you?" Y/n asked.
" What makes you said that?" Fyodor asked sliding a glass of wine towards her.

" I know what the phrase on that statue means. The world wants to be deceived, so let it be deceived" Y/n said and fyodor drink his wine.

" The more i drink the more i feel it. That's why i drink too. I try to find sympathy and feeling in drink.. I drink so that i may suffer twice as much" Fyodor looked at y/n's eyes.