A Divine One

Chapter 9 Creation

Raining deep in the eerie confines of the Dark abandoned casino, a chilling draft swept through the abandoned halls, its mournful whistle resonating with a foreboding quality that sent shivers down the spine. At the heart of the desolate main room stood Hellja, a figure cloaked in darkness and oozing an aura of malevolence. Her eyes, glowing a mesmerizing shade of deep purple, seemed to pierce through the veil of reality as her arms thrummed with an otherworldly power, mirroring the haunting hues of her gaze. A blanket, stained with the stark evidence of a gruesome sacrifice, wrapped around a lifeless form at her feet, its crimson hue stark against the dim surroundings.

With a voice that seemed to resonate from the depths of the void, Hellja intoned her chilling demand, a sinister plea that echoed through the empty chamber, sending tremors through the very foundation. She had enough souls in her body she was able to give life in some way with the power she held. "Give me the soul of the body..." Her words hung heavy in the air, a dark promise of unspeakable deeds yet to come. As if in response to her invocation, the veins on her flesh shimmered with an unholy light, an ominous harbinger of the newfound power coursing through her veins.

As the macabre ritual unfolded, the lifeless body within the blanket began to stir, a puppet to Hellja corrupted will. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, it rose from its ghastly shroud, swathed in a ghastly nimbus of energy that crackled and sparked with every movement. Strange tendrils of energy snaked out from the very walls of the forsaken casino as if answering the siren call of Hellja's dark magic. Metal scraps and wires, once dormant and forgotten, now danced to her tune, coiling and weaving through the air like serpents reawakened.

With a deft hand that belied the darkness within her, Hellja began to weave a tapestry of destruction, melding flesh, metal, and eldritch energies into a weapon of unspeakable power. The unholy amalgamation took shape before her, a grotesque fusion of bloodstained fabric, jagged metal, and pulsating energy causing thunder to hit around as the power triggered the area. At that moment, a new abomination was born into the world, a twisted creation forged from the darkest recesses of Hellja's nefarious design.

She then let the body down gently to the ground with her power, as she walked up to it slowly, gazing down at the bloody blanket. Feeling a surge of satisfaction, she grabbed the stained bloody fabric and flung it across the room. Her eyes fixed on the spectacle before her-a lifeless figure that had now transformed into a hybrid of human and machine, a fusion of flesh and metal. It lay motionless, its metallic skeleton gleaming in the dim light, but its head was still human, and its hair was short like a long pixie hair cut, it was like a human's head on a metallic robot skeleton.

Hellja placed a finger to her lips, savoring the success of her creation. "Behold my strongest child," she whispered to herself as she carefully lifted the being and positioned it on a nearby table. Looking for a tool. She opened a drawer to find some parts for adjustments for the half-metal being, causing a sudden gust of wind to release a piece of paper. Swiftly, she caught it before it fluttered to the ground. Studying the contents, she realized it was a simple list on a paper. However, the innocuous list triggered a flood of memories in her mind.

It was a mundane grocery list, but its innocent nature triggered a flood of memories in Hellja's mind. It brought back the echoes of her past - a childhood marred by abuse, neglect, and a deep-seated hatred that had festered within her soul. Her gaze fixated on the final words scribbled on the paper, a cruel ultimatum that echoed the merciless demands of her oppressive parents: "Get everything or you're getting beaten senseless."