The god-child of Tiberius is exiled for slander against the king's army of Silver Knights. Olympius journey to the East leads to an ancient regiment. Meanwhile, the Leiossian people liberate themselves with the help of an alchemist.
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After the lady introduced them to their beds she told the travelers of her one and only rule. 'Never enter the cave.' Then, dismissed the weary duo to rest.
Outside of the barn Olympius and Lucifer stand under the pale moonlight.
"Are you sure we should stay here?" Lucifer asked in a soft, unsteady voice.
"Where else is there?" Olympius questioned back. "Besides," He continued "They seem like nice people," Olympius says watching the lady fade into the thick brush.
The bright moon cast light from the zenith of the sky. Within the darkest hours of the night Lucifer jolts violently in his bed, and sweats profusely from every pore. He sits on the side of the bed, and with his hands— cradles his head in torment.
Clenching his jaw in attempts to calm himself from the nightmares; before observing Olympius resting peacefully in his own bed, does Lucifer begin to stand. Each step on the warped wood made a small creaking echo within the barn, and each step he checked his tracks.
Lucifer's eyes adjust to dark wilderness outside of the barn. His mind frozen in time, but his feet press on, while his eyes— overcome of newfound curiosity by the forest. Rolling hills of green grass were revealed at the end of the dense branches, and as he reached the outskirts of the forest he could make out the treacherous mouth of a cave.
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Sinister laughter sung from the inside of the cave, faintly piercing the sound of silence. Lucifer's eye grew wide in curiosity, and his body began to tremble with the pace of his heart. He further traveled in an unconscious state deep into the cave where the moon no longer shed light. With every step his eyes continually grew curious; the laughter was less subtle, and more familiar.
Stopped abruptly by the power unseen to the eye. A voice spoke through the deep echoes of the caves, bounding light around the cavernous depths. "Lucifer.... Speak to me.... secrets.... Lucifer...."
His heart was cold and unforgiving. He was punished and forced to life once more to experience his pain. The inevitable will need to be retaught until broken; the chains of the mind need to be opened, untethered, unwovened.
He felt the pain once more. His heart beat racing for addiction; guides only you can decide will be chosen. He fell into a pit of suffering. Pain. Torture. Agony, and Misfortune. Never to experience such conditions in his consciousness. The eyes never lie. Through them; he expired. His soul evaporated into the galaxy once more.
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The sun rose early the next morning as Olympius goes to wake his friend, but, finds the bed vacant. Only contemplating for a second; then shrugging off his worries, and tends to the animals; expecting Lucifer to already be on the farm. Olympius searches around the many trees sheltering the small property, but couldn't find his friend anywhere. His anxiety drove him to the cottage, rather than tending to the animals; feeling that Lucifer was disrespecting the generous hospitality.
