“No, he exists… He’s beautiful, a young man filled with intrigue, questions, intrepidness, and raw power… And an unbridled hatred for me, for killing his mother, or at least being a part of it. Some things are sacred to us - to him it was Sterba. I didn’t realize it was him at the time. I had thought him much older, but he was but a child. He was among a Cairn of Werewolves, his nurses, when I and a few of nature’s children entered into the subterranean caverns, which was their hiding place. We were after the nexus point that was hidden bellow her sanctuary and this was one of two ways to get to it. The other was through her, through her stronghold in the middle of the Black Forest. We needed to hide from the Evil Millennium Tree and its demon guardians, whom guarded the entrance to this secret lair. We fought for four weeks, without sleep, food or rest. A mere mortal would have perished within the first few hours, but we forged on. We made through the sentries, through the spells, through the veils of deception that were purposely placed to distract our advancement. But we found our way, and crawled deeper into the earth until we found the Cairn and the natural river of pure Ley Energy that secretly fed the Tree and Sterba’s Power Hub. We needed to shut this down, to weaken her and the Tree - Because together, they were too powerful. But if we severed their umbilical, we weakened them, their link. We slaughtered them all, except for the child… We though we were rescuing it, him. But we only made him evil… But when I was down there, I sensed something, someone – something far more powerful than has ever been known. But it was familiar to me. I wasn’t afraid, but the Little Ones fled with irrational fear.
“What?”
“It goes beyond explanation, beyond the rational realm of description. But it was Chaos, but more.”
“How can that be?”
“I don’t know, but what I realized was that we were simple pawns in a grand scheme, playing to the whim of a deity who has long died. But the fact of the mater was, he never did die. We were lied to, and in some way, betrayed.”
“What do you mean?”
“When I was trying to appeal to the Werewolves angels of better judgement, I could sense the presence of Gaia within the caverns.”
“To help you defeat what ever it was you sensed within those caverns no less…”
“Not at all. In fact, she was there to prevent me in finding what was truly going on. It was she who ordered her children to leave that place, not the deity that scared them. You see - they fear nothing. Not as long as they get their strength from her. They can’t be killed…”
“But why?”
“Chaos is her father… The father of the Trinity…”
“The Trinity?”
“Gaia, Isis and Akasha. Life, Chi and Death.”
“But… Aren’t you forgetting Lilith and Eros – you?”
“No… You see, Lilith is the moon, an after thought discarded when Chaos realized he had made an error in making women equal to his image – Adam… But Adam wasn’t a man, but a thought. A pure thought that was supposed to elevate Chaos among the ranks of gods… But to invite Lilith into his plan meant that he would have to accept his duality, the duality of his nature. So he rejected her and allowed her to ascend among the Trinity.”
“But it doesn’t make any sense…”
“But it does. To bind them all, he needed love… Me. But I was a part of him and so was the Spiral… The Spiral is simply the Causality of his Ego. For Love to be born, he would have to release his ego and from his ego was born his love. So, the fact of it all is that I was never cursed by Spiral, the avatar of Chaos, I am a fragment of Spiral, I am a splintered fragment of Chaos’s ego.”
“It all becomes so confusing…”
“Well, back underground, this had become an intense situation. I stood alone, with this child in my arms, facing off with the grand void and Gaia at his protection. ‘Why did you have to push it?’ She asked me, looking at me as though I were a child, alone against the world. ‘Why couldn’t you be happy with the power you were given? Why push this?’ She had tears in her voice. All the while, the images filtered through my thoughts. Then I realized the entire plot. That I was holding my child, my self, my altered ego – Spiral in diapers…” He smiles at the memory of the young child. “Sterba had waited three millennia for her child to be re-born. For the Christ to be held in her arms again. They feared that I would destroy him. But to do so, I would have to destroy myself – And I honor life, my life, far more than that.”
She continues to stare into him, tears swelling in her eyes as she can see his pain, the emotion of the memories perhaps – the betrayal. “Gaia was in league with this – Chaos?”
To which he ushers a brief laugh, “She had no choice. She was one of the players. The whole ‘I did it to save the earth,’ was a lie… She conjured the Ley Storms to purge man to feed the Chaos. It needed food to survive. All of us, we are it’s cattle…” He bites his lower lip and squints to her then smiles with a slight tilt of the head. “I refused him, his gift for my compliance.” He smiles with another tear. The strain of his presence was beginning to show as he started to come apart emotionally.
“Did you feel betrayed?”
“By whom?”
“Gaia…”
“No…” Carrying the vowel with an amused laugh. He bites his lip again before continuing. “I only felt sorry for her.”
“Why?”
“They tried to kill me, but I escaped with Spiral and detonated the explosives I had set at the nexus point. With me out of the caverns, Seven detected the detonation and began a bombardment campaign against the region. For her efforts, Gaia destroyed her.”
“Seven is dead?” Interrupting him.
“No.” He intones sternly as though he was insulted by her inference. “They only managed to destroy her. She rebuilt herself quietly over the next 5 months and was up to full capacity. By that time, the entire war was finished. But I walked away with a clear sense of what was really going on.”
“Like?”
“Well, the entire disappearance of the Pantheons… They were summoned to a great meeting, where they would convene and discuss the appropriate divisions of humanity. This division would stem through the entirety of humanities space. So, I’m talking about alien gods, demons, vampires – or what we’ve come to call vampires, but not true vampires… But anyway, they all organized themselves in their order of lineage. However, no one stepped forward to officiate over the meeting. They simply sat around, staring wildly at each other. The odd thing was, that the Trinity did not appear, except for Lilith of course. Here they sat, waiting impatiently, as gods do, and nothing was happening. This fact disturbed a great many of them. And so, as they sat, they spoke – insulted each other. The insults grew and objects began to be thrown at each other. This escalated into a brawl, then to a war, as the Pantheons, summoned in their greatest worriers to represent them. The order turned quickly to chaos as still no one stepped forward to officiate…”
“I don’t understand…”
“They eventually left the meeting, enraged and weakened… Only to find their worlds ravaged by a new dawn of man. They were left to pick up the pieces and forge on again. However, it doesn’t stop there.” He leans forward to give her a kiss, a brief interlude that turns into an amorous exchange of fluids. He pulls away and continues, his hand drawing tight circles on her upper thigh. “Realizing what had passed, in this case at least, Zeus sought out the cause of all that had transpired. And he came to a conclusion… The Trinity had not appeared at the meeting, not because they weren’t invited, but because they had a role to play. To unleash the Ley Storms needed the combined strength of the three. They needed to collaborate or it could never be pulled off… He knew this, because he understood the nature of Ley Storms. The power that was needed was infinite and no god was infinite. He approached and confronted Isis, knowing that her benevolence would at least betray something and she did. He fooled her, tricked her and she let slip and deadly secret… For which she was punished for – the whole biosymbiot thing she had endured for nearly two centuries… Brought on by the merging of both Zeus and Splynncrynth. No one ever knew that they were in bed with each other… That’s why he refused to participate against the Atlantis Campaigns… Do you now start to see the entire picture?”
“Kind of…” She smiles at his cleverness and looks deeply, with aw, into his eyes.
“The plots began to unfold… Of course I had already finished my campaign against most of the perceived evils… And in some way, they were still evil, in their alien ways. From Isis to Akasha, to Gaia… They all fell and betrayed themselves to him and his little circle of crusaders… But they had to keep Lilith busy and so they betrayed her too. You have to understand something, that they were angry because they had lost so much. For the Pantheon to maintain their status, they needed worshipers. And they had worked centuries to gain those loyal followers, only to be deceived then betrayed. But they weren’t without their enemies from within. They were all being manipulated so that it would culminate into the chaos it had become. Chaos needs to feed, and his source of food can be supplied in two ways… Emotional outbreaks and spiritual release… The eater of souls and tears, I’ve maliciously called him. Everything changed for him when he released his ego, but the causal effect naturally became a crippled sense of order. The Trinity eventually fought back, waging their little private wars against the crusaders.
Epoch was created to control them, to keep them tucked away in their little dimensions like leashed dogs. But they weren’t without their flaws and in no way should we pity them. With their anger, they manipulated and deceived people for the gratification of their egos. And in the midst of all this, Chaos fed – A buffet for infinity, so to speak. And he loved it, and gorged himself… But, like the glutton, he took too much and the result, the joining of his ego. I had continued to raise Spiral for another 11 years before he took from me the memory of what had happened to his true mother.
“What happened then?”
“Well, with Chaos nothing. I believe he works in cycles and we are now out of cycle. But we can’t stop him. Spiral ran away and resumed leadership over the Werewolf Cairn… But there’s a story in itself. You see, on her quest to be better and to wipe out the Kindred species, she stole a page from Uncle Cain. She found the Genesplicer before I did and had him do a number on her ‘children.’ They became these hellish creatures that couldn’t be killed by silver or anything, except for Blood Ritual Magic - Which she used to control them with. They are now bigger, stronger, faster and indestructible. A perfect army that communicates through secretions and ultrasonic sounds, which they can generate from a new gland attached to their larynx. They are unstoppable. Something that Michelle found out the hard way. With the combined effort of her new soldiers and her deadly blood magic, Sterba managed to wipe out Michelle and her conjured monsters and the Great Little Ones in one foul swoop.” He stops; noticing the pain the imagery drew, in the tears that swelled from her eyes. The Undead Slayer was more than just a worthy adversary - she was a sister. Michelle’s loss will be a great, visible scar that Lee-Ann will carry for the rest of her undying life.
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