You can't suffocate me -
I'll slip from your rope,
I have some in my own so
No need to leave me a hope
V.R.
An immense phantom tulle covered the sand, absorbing the ocean salt into its essence. The Priestess descended to the Earth, which had collapsed into timeless space. Something had compelled her to come here, but the landscape refused to allow itself to be admired for long. Everything disappeared into a dark haze. Once again, there was no shore, no people, no landscape—just a return to the purgatory.
"What have you done? Ain't I forbade using abilities unnecessarily?! I knew that some of you would start doing tricks for fun!" The Priestess's voice was sharp and commanding, reverberating through the haze.
The suicider was shocked and frightened by the sudden appearance of the Priestess. He was also embarrassed that the bright pictures of surround he's already used to have disappear again, left him. She continued:
"You have to understand the consequences of your actions," the Priestess's voice was severe. "Every misuse of power disrupts the balance. Why did you call upon the visions? What makes you think you can show her free tricks? You thought you will come through unscathed? No baby, it naturally comes with its consequences."
"No! I did not do anything! You're the real Priestess, you must know the truth..."
The Suicider's voice wavered as he pleaded, "No! I did not do anything! You're the real Priestess, you must know the truth..."
The Priestess's eyes narrowed, her gaze piercing through him. "I know more than you realize," she replied calmly. "But if it was not you, then there is another force at play here. One that seeks to exploit our weaknesses."
The Suicider's fear turned to confusion. "But who could it be? And why?"
"It means, that girl... Laverne, she has a role here... Her visions, her experiences—they are not random. Just so you know."
Self-murderer rushed about in an emotional hysteria in final confusion. "Please, please, arise your power, destroy me right now! Get me out of here! I don't want to invade anyone's mental field anymore! If you want so, you can think that I left the inscription on the car. So be it, just... end me."
The Priestess observed the Suicider's turmoil with a stoic expression, though her eyes softened slightly. "Your despair is evident. But ending you is not the solution. You have a role to play in this as well, even if it is painful."
"I can't bear this any longer! Please, end my misery." The Suicider fell to his knees, phantom tears streaming down his face.
"No. Now I have reasons not to remove you from the quest. Don't deny - you need this opportunity, honey. The situation is out of control. Together we must find out who is plotting the girl. To find out and neutralize. And then get back to her murder, or rather self-murder."
"I can't, I don't want to push her to commit suicide, don't! I can't do that to her. It's too cruel."
"Cruelty is a part of life," the Priestess retorted sharply. "And death. You were chosen for this because you understand that darkness. You can speak to it in a way no one else can. You must make her see what she is truly up against."
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High Priestess and the sinners
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