Genesis

Chapter 3

It was almost five days since Duiguid was captured. Already he could feel his strength returning. But each time, he also felt his power weakened by the force of the barrier, almost as though the thing was feeding on his strength. But it wasn’t this that troubled him. Instead it was the fact that upon losing consciousness, he found himself in an almost void area, as though his spirit was taken away from his body. He stared into the darkness, both angry as well as confused.“Okay, I know you’re there!” Duiguid said. “So cut the bullshit and tell me what you want!”  He heard in reply, a faint laugh that caught his attention. “You!” And so saying he saw the strange figure of the nightpriest step forth from the advancing shadows. “Yes, ‘tis I.” said the priest. Duiguid once more felt his head burning as he tried to remember from where he had seen him. Though he could not, he felt his body cool down. His fever leaving. “Who are you?” he asked.“My name you will know in time, however find me three times and if you can scratch my shroud five times I will tell you.” It would seem your prison is meant to feed on spirit energy to suppress you from trying to escape, so I will aid you in escaping.” Duiguid scoffed at this. “Lycans don’t ask for help! We offer it!” The priest stared at him through his cold steel mask, as though lost for words then spoke:

“I’m afraid I can’t oblige. I need you alive and so can’t let you be relinquished of all your power, though impossible.” You will see me again when this building you’re in slowly burns to the ground.” Awaken Duiguid.” That’s when for some reason Duiguid found himself awoke staring into nothingness as if daydreaming.

Outside however, the priest stood along with Jarad on a nearby cliff not too far from the prison. “Block your ears.” said the priest.  Jarad obeyed only to hear faintly the command given and fell in shock. “Let them burn eternally in the flames of destruction! Anima Alica #5: Suspendisse Ipsum.” And saw a powerful flame erupt from his master’s hand and plummet towards the prison below.

Epilogue:

“My funeral?” said the peasant girl. But before she could finish speaking she was interrupted by the scroll. “This woman is the key to you getting to the village. Ask which way before killing her. Now dodge!” And in obeying the girl found that all that time she was evading the attacks of Lust. “Not bad!” she said, and advanced once more. The two fought valiantly, each dodging and counter attacking, until the scroll became impatient, and took over the girl’s body. “Let’s end this as we have a schedule to keep.” Said the scroll using the peasant’s voice. Lust paused for a moment then spoke. “An eternity scr……… but was interrupted by the attack.

“All that is pure and light come aid me: Light of Peace” and the last thing both parties remembered was a flash of immensely powerful light. When all had settled, the girl awoke, quite unaware that her body was taken over by the scroll. Then looking to her left, she saw the woman, Lust, lying on the floor on the very brink of dying. She strolled over. “Excuse me.” She said a bit shyly “But in which direction is the village?”  Lust looked up and spoke. “Bound by law, I must answer to whoever holds that scroll.” She groaned in pain. “Keep going until you see a large tree upon an intersecting road. Walk straight. Forgive me Ade for I have failed.” And as she slowly died, her body faded into dust. “What was she?” the girl asked herself. “Come.” said the scroll. “We must push on.”  The girl obeyed.

Walking in the same direction as was told the girl did find a large tree up ahead. A very large tree. She walked towards it and in doing so was teleported to the front gate of the Futuredome village. She walked through the gate and proceeded to the nearest house.  She was about to knock on the door when a voice shouted towards her. “You there!”   The voice shouted. She looked back to see a very old man in the midst of the gate. “Are you a fighter?” The scroll told her to nod and she did.  “Come with me” he said, and began to slowly walk towards the north of the village. The peasant girl went with him. As they went through the village though, she noticed that the streets were deserted, pale and lonely. Everyone’s house was closed up tight, no sign of life other than her and the old man. “Come.” he said. “We’re here.” The girl looked up and saw a very old mansion, almost on the brink of coming apart. She guessed it probably had seen better times. Upon going inside, she saw many people in the house, old and young, all sick, injured, or dying.