Their bodies are devoured in a faint crimson aura. I can hardly look at them without feeling alone and used. It reaches out to me, like little strings sewing themselves into my skin. Infecting my body. Dismembering my mind, instituting insanity.
"What is this bullshit!?" her voice cracked as her knees gave out and before further notice, Sina was on the ground.
She is still alive, I can hardly believe it though. Our first encounter with a being truly consumed by the whim of Epidemic Temperance. To think they were capable of capturing strong enough dreamers to create such monstrosities. Wrecked souls, ruined by the will of another mind. Puppets thrown out into the field of battle, dearly, truly, horrid.
"This, my dear girl...this is the will of God." My voice was calm. I moved my hands and as my fingers were grabbing her arms to lift her up she shook away from me, pushing off like I was the enemy itself. Her darkness worried me. It seemed what Temperance was pursuing wasn't a skilled tamer, no, they were looking for a beginner to the art. Someone they could still create in the image of their name. Yes, they were here for Sina.
"THIS IS NOT THE WILL OF ANY GOD I KNOW!" her voice was tearing apart, her screams indefinite compared to the pain she was about to receive.
She must have begged for it.It happened so quickly, I couldn't even blink. She has tamed a Chimera of her own. Her own desires have formed and created an image for themselves. I can see the faint yellow glow of a newborn, a creation she was never supposed to invent because now she will never be able to control another. Oh, what a dumb girl indeed.
"Because the God you've been taught, is not the God that truly exists."
It speaks, finally.
The young man, Albert Delphine, we once knew before quivered in his skin; his bones appeared to be moving haphazardly underneath.
"Oh no girl..." His voice was mangled, like his vocal chords had been torn from his throat then forced back into place again.
"...he is truly just the Devil himself, writing plagiarized tales of holiness from behind the name God the Almighty and or Gods to whom previous humans were devout to."
He stumbled forward a foot, skin rippling off his frame as the power of Saligia coursed through his life force. Soon enough, he would break. The body he had been gifted upon birth will be torn from him and all that will remain will be his Chimera and an evil soul locked tight in a box.
"You...haha, you really thought...that someone...existed. That someone...existed! To please...everyone!? AHA!AHA-HA!"his laughter continued, garbled by the extreme pain of being torn asunder.
Mind and body removed from one another to leave only what little you managed to possess in 22 years. Poor Albert. A kind gentleman with a wife and two daughters. Their hair all as red as his. Their hearts all as big. I wonder what could have taken him so far from where he was...? Soon enough, we will see.
