Spectral Regalia

Ch 2: Meet your Maker

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"--I'm trying to piece together what happened after the pain vanished from my body. I'm a little dumbstruck, considering I couldn't move any of my limbs before, but here I am perfectly fine. Well, I guess being completely naked is a little embarrassing. I remember on Vega IX I had to commando it after a rebel faction surprised us when I was in the shower. Ahh...good times but I guess I should continue on. I'm not sure where I am exactly other than a somewhat bright white room... I think whoever made this needs to fire their interior designer.--"

A voice echoed softly in reply to his personal thoughts. "I heard that. I'm sure it's not that bad."

"Ah...there it is again, that creepy voice. It has a ghostly, yet powerful way of speaking. Somewhat intimidating, I must say. He must have been watching me but, hmm, mind reading." Avrin spoke to himself plainly, as the voice could obviously read his mind. He then rubbed the top of his head, his hair ruffling slightly.

"So, I'm sure you're the one who saved me, as well as took away the pain. That, I'm grateful for...but I've been here for a little bit now and I'm over this situation. I don't like being naked in a white room, it makes me feel like I'm being experimented on."

To Avrin's surprise the voice replied "I see. I knew I should have moved on with our conversation, but I wanted you to become used to being alive again. I suppose it wasn't necessary since you were only dead for a few seconds."

Avrin's eyes widened at the last words. The voice spoke in a manner that made it seem quite uninterested, as if he was used to situations such as this. This made Avrin more cautious. He had been in the military for quite a long time and conducted many interrogations of prisoners, as well as being interrogated by the enemy.

Emotionless or not, he could tell the voice wasn't lying. He also felt a weird sense, as if reassuring him it was the truth. "Great," he spoke out softly. "Now I'm dealing with someone who can bring the dead back to life. I'm sure many people would think magic, but I thought we were over that way of thinking." Avrin pondered the situation carefully.

"Would you like me to inform you of what happened, what is going on, and who I am?" the voice calmly asked. Avrin listened, before nodding. It seemed that all three questions were ones he was going to ask anyway. It was somewhat creepier that the person behind all this came up with the three questions Avrin surely wanted, before even he had time to think them up.

"Well then, before I do..." A small bright light encircled Avrin before dissipating just as quick as it had engulfed him. After it had all but completely left Avrin was covered in a white shirt, white trousers, and what seemed to him to be like some sort of slippers. "You should be more comfortable in that." Avrin chuckled quietly to himself. Again the voice had somehow managed to read his mind about the clothing, before he even had time to ask. Was it intentional or just pure luck? He refocused after hearing the sound of the voice.

"During your trial, you died. There is no other way to put it. But I brought you here, instead of letting your spirit move on. As for why I brought you back, it is because your species has been doing so well that they have all but forgotten me, minus a select few who continue to worship me. I had intended to let the apocalypse happen but I felt that humanity had slowly begun to show that they were learning to do better and I decided to postpone it for a few thousand years and not cancel it out completely, as I am saddened that I have been nearly forgotten."

Avrin was a military commander, a genius in his field, hardworking, intelligent, a brilliant tactician, and a black belt in Aikido, but the words the voice spoke made him feel as if he was too dumb to understand it. But he slowly pieced it together before widening his eyes at his own answer.
"S-surely you're not saying that you...."