⛦Final Fantasy XV⛦The Divine Necromancer

Chapter XXVII - Divine

I can't believe I managed to last this far with this story. There will be 12 more chapter I think and that will be it. I have no idea what will I write after I finish it, but I have something in my mind :D. Anyway, bear with me until the end. And I hope you are enjoying the story. 

"O, Great Death

You who embraces Death as it gazes into your eyes

May you touch the Light of Gods and seek life"

Woman in an elegant black dress stood before the painting of Necromancers, Chosen King and Oracle. The painting had its color dried out from the age that it passed by lying on that wall. Her grey eyes stared to examine the painting with sorrow. She rested her chin on top of knuckles of her right hand while the elbow rested on the left arm that was wrapped around her torso.

"Divine Astrid."

Elegant, yet charming voice of a man spoke behind the woman whose atmosphere was covered in darkness. However, Astrid Lumen did not turn around to face the speaker, instead she continued to stare at the old painting on the wall. Out of the shadows, walked a man with fedora hiding most of his features and a black long wing strapped on his left arm.

"It was you, wasn't it?" Astrid spoke in monochrome tone. "The one who destroyed my Kingdom. The one who infected Necromancers. The one who put the daemon stain on my daughter." Sadistic chuckle left man's lips.

"It would be no fun if she has a perfect life." Man answered with great evil in his voice. "Oh, the Stars have sung their song and you've heard of future that shall ravage this World. How does it feel to know Lumen shall raise great once again?"

"Only to die!" Anger covered Astrid eyes and she faced the mysterious man that stood out of shadows. "I saw my daughter's future. I saw her struggles. I saw the Mark she shall bear only to complete her Ascension. I saw the daemon stain, you placed on her, destroy her. I saw her death."

"Oh, my dear Astrid!" The man exclaimed with mysterious smile dancing on his lips. "But death is only the beginning. Am I right?" The man took a step towards the angered woman. "She has entered the sighs of Gods and Kings who await her Ascension. But...." The man grinned at the thought inside his head. "How will she know, when you'll be too dead to tell her?"

"You wouldn't dare." Astrid went to grasp onto his body, but the man disappeared from her reach. Astrid's eyes wide as her hands grasped the air where he once stood.

"Poor Astrid." Astrid turned around quickly and saw that man standing behind her, fixing his fedora. "You're Ascension has still not ended, has it?" He stared at the painting for a moment before his eyes looked at the broken woman before him. "What is the last test?" He smirked, showing the way he was trying play mind tricks.

"You will stay away from my daughter." Astrid threaten the man through her teeth with piercing look in her eyes.

"Oh, I will." A ghost of a smile danced on his lips. "My eyes are mostly set on that young Prince." For a brief moment, Astrid's eyes wide. "He is only four months older than your daughter, is he not?" Astrid carefully observed the man as he begun to pace in the dark room. "How strange..." The man murmured under his breathe. "Who is her father?"

"It doesn't matter." Astrid immediately retorted, which only amused the man.

"A God is disguise of a Messenger?" She gulped at the words he spoke and he chuckled. "She is so special." He commented and looked back at the painting. "It will be fun watching her use the ultimate power of a Necromancer, therefore die to save that precious Prince." Chuckle left man's lips.