Blood's Sacrifice

Chapter 12 - God

Their room is filled with red. Bed, sheets, curtains, everything; red. Their outfits, now off, after a session together.

"God is everything you love," Madea explains, calmly, whilst looking up at Savannah from the bed, and him being on top of her in the middle of the night, "God is everything you despise."

"God is every pleasure conceivable, and every displeasure conceivable, to you. To anyone, for that matter. God is a whole vessel, perceived by two, like our eyes; two split perspectives following dualistic trains of being," She smiles, purring with a stretch, "God is one. God is eternal, and God... is split, now, yet still a whole. Like a whole... picture. He is you, me, us, everyone, everything. Even lesser deities come from God. He is the one true whole."

She smiles more, as Savannah smiles back at her, and she grips his face a bit playfully.

"God is one."

"One eternal paradox."

"One eternal loop."

"Something that will always break, yet something that will never be broken."

"Something that will always return, yet never comes."

Savannah gives her a playful bite, and drags her along until she rests upon his chest, and he can feel the remnants of their night together shift as they move, body to body.

"I hate him," Savannah chuckles, nodding, "Creator he may be, or a whole of myself, and others, and everything... the whole, whatever. I can't stand the idea, really."

"Mm," Madea licks at his ear, and presses her paws deeply into his chest, "Yeah, me neither. I think it's a blessing I don't understand it all, either. Just some. Just enough."

"...Oh, by the way, speaking of strange things... did I mention to you that I'm actually 105 years old?"

"...PFFF—" Savannah recoils for a bit, although he can't really move much with her on top of him, and being atop the bed, either, "What?! You should have... you should have told me, yeah! What the fuck?!"

"I know, I know," Madea feigns concern, with a little, cute moan, like an actress, "But well... I didn't know how you would react. It's just an age thing, but I essentially just look like some regular ol' adult, honestly. My brothers are... in a similar circumstance, my entire family really, all because of the blood magic."

"Sadena is 122, Kristopher is 135, Marro is... I forget, 90... 95? No... 98, 98. I apologize."

"...Ahh." Savannah seems a bit concerned, but not that greatly touched by the news, "That's... interesting, but it makes sense why you're so knowledgeable, and just... out there, I suppose. You've probably seen it all, by now. Everything must be boring to you... almost like myself, a little."

"And that, must very well be fate connecting us, from quite literally one world to another, in this case. But usually, it is from one world, to another... but just not an actual world. Someone else's perspective of life is to be considered a world. Their world, meeting another person's world, when the two conjoin within a relationship, and then eventually knot their bond for the first time."

"...I suppose," The male chuckles a bit,

"And oh, speaking of knots, yours was... delicious, really~" She purrs, giving him a small kiss on the cheek that causes him to blush a bit, "...But as a hybrid, you have spines, too. What are you, really?"

"Oh... a fox-feline hybrid." Savannah tells her,

"That's... a bit rare in my world, because again, just two things instead of a million genes, basically... but fascinating. I..." Madea clears her throat, blushing a bit herself, "I much... enjoyed our session together. It made me forget all about the party... in fact, I wonder if my brothers are worrying about me, at this very moment... but when I tell them to piss off, they usually know what I mean, by now. We have had encounters where they now know what I mean when I do not wish to be disturbed, thankfully~"