The Eternal Doom

Chapter 11 Invading of darkness in the world under there

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"What are you thinking, Lester?" The voice of the priest echoed in the darkroom where the light was so diffused, as the underground world always lay in silence.

"I'm just wondering over the sins I committed. The generations are destroyed; million lie in the dark asylum of death, in the shadow world; the mortal world didn't turn into immortality. I can see that Sardonyx is getting much more successful in making everyone insane in his dark world. His demons have become more powerful, after his mortal dummy became immortal; and soon more generations will rise in his dark world, which will be worse than before. They are totally tranced by his dark power. It began as an underground kind of mafia, and after decades, he opened his world without fear to anyone. He became more than a bad human; he became like a creature hidden under his shadowy cloak. And the demon is regretting being part of him; he couldn't help to stop it, as immortality has shielded him. His world is like a dark fantasy which has hypnotized a generation. The ones who deny God, and the others who praise satan, especially, refuge their souls in his dark world, as they seek emptiness inside them, with no god to satisfy their soul or to fathom their grief. they live with nothing and die with nothing, just as i once chose his world to live in, to satisfy myself. his dark fantasy permits our minds to become dead to the world outside. we prefer to walk in darkness only, like vampires, who would be dead in daylight. And of course, after years of walking only in the darkness, daylight naturally became forsaken to us.

"And you are still one of those?" the priest said to Lester, who was now pausing over his question, staring at him with an incredulous expression.

"No, I walked in the daylight, though it was the dim light of the afternoon. I also like the dull beams of deserted sky. I am not one of those. Yes, I admit that I still like to plod in darkness," Lester ended up in a distorted voice, bending down his face, when a plaintive smile hit the face of the priest.

"So that means your wish might have filled by living in this underground world

"It was me who helped him in his conclusion. Because of me he captured more than three countries in his web." Lester spoke again, with such seriousness on his face.

"Sometimes I still feel myself to be an innocent one, as there was something I really didn't have any idea about, some hideous thing which awoke me from his darkness, my sin, which cost me more the revolting punishment. I saw my Amy lying in my coffin, giving me the worst hell of all, raising my buried fear." There was a poignant regret on his face. "I have been punished by being made to fear all of my immortal life for her, by that bloody creature." The days and nights were passing over the immortal world, where the immortals walked fearlessly there, every night, bringing fear to Lester.

At midnight, Amy was wide awake, as she lay alone in the room, with only the silence. She felt that her body was craving for the cocaine which she had not been having for long days, since she came into this underground world. She lifted herself from the huge settee, striding towards the empty corner of the room, where she crouched down, with her arms folded underneath, with her back flinched against the dark green wall. Her head was clamped under her folded arms. She sat there, with her soul taking her back into the vision of the past; and she found herself standing over the grave, with the name of Stan written over its slab. The sky was standing so dark over the head of her, as she was standing inanimate, with her soul dwarfed with grave emotion. The wing was so empty and hollowed. "Stan, can you just awake for a while?" she whispers out of her smothered breath, sitting down beside the grave. "Are you awake?" she repeated again, and the wind passed across her. "I'm so confused by the question of whether is it's you who is awake, or is it me who is sleeping. Is it me in the dreams; or are you the only one who is left in them? Would it frighten you if I left you here in this night? Tell me if God is there to make you sleep?"