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Chapter 8 - Chapter 8- Cult of Zarathustra V

"Why have you summoned me?"

A deep voice spoke from nowhere, it carried a certain pressure with it. I fell to my knees on the solid ground injuring them. The entire time of the world had stop. The bulb that had been flickering without any stop had come to a halt. The pressure in the air was heavy, it was like death itself has come to greet me.

'What is this!?'

I was confused about what was going on here...it felt like I was having a dream.....a dream from which I could never wake up.

'I summoned you to save me.'

I lied.....lying was definitely the best idea. I didn't knew what this entity could do if I told it I didn't summoned it in the first place.

I suddenly fell a shiver run down my spine, I could feel it's haunting gaze at me. I felt like I would try die if this continues any longer. I was rolling on the ground gasping for air.

Suddenly I felt the darkness approaching me and consuming my body. I felt myself being out of breath....I felt something choking me from inside. The darkness finally let go of me, I felt relaxed and strong for some reason.

"I, Azrael, Angel of death, swear in the name of God to be beside you through your pain and sadness for this lifetime. I bestow upon you the power of soul magic. In return you are to be cursed with soul corossion."

The time of the world resumed forward. As I barely comprehend what it had said earlier. Several guards showed up at the front of the room breaking the door. Seeing their fallen comrade, they were angry but I could see their angered expression as I stared at the ground.....I stared at the sword I held in my hand.

"Kill her! We will tell the overseer that she died since she couldn't adapt to the prison enviornment!"

Some commented that the room was still sterile enough but a majority didn't agreed with them and rushed forward to kill me with the swords held in their hands tightly.

Drip.....Drip....Drip.....

Their swords pierced my body at several places, causing my blood to drip down and soak the floor. But I didn't felt any type of pain.....I didn't feel anything.

Seeing that I was still breathing some of them started to back away. I wouldn't blame them for their behaviour after all humans are scared of something they don't understand. They were like me when I first started to comprehend the white surroundings arround me...I had felt lonely...scared. My eyes wept tears the entire day... eventually when the unknown haunting surrounding finally felt familiar to me all my tears dried up.....the feeling of loneliness disappeared with those tears. They were just like me scared of something that they weren't familiar with.

I took a deep inhale and stood up from the ground with all the swords still stabbed into my body, blood leaking out of he wounds like a never ending waterfall. Some of the blood dropped to the sword held in my hand turning it black with pink circuit pattern engraved on it.

With the newfound strength, I swing the sword with a bit of force. All the guards standing in front were cut in half from their torso, their blood flood the entire room. Those still standing were terrified and were about to escape from the room but with a second swing they too faced the same fate. The room was filled with the gross blood of smell and terrified screams of the dead echoed in my ears.

The blades stuck in my body were removed by themselves and the wounds closed like nothing had happened to my body.

'Regenration...I didn't used to believe magic was real but after witnessing the brawl between Julian and the blue cloaked person, there's no reason to deny it's existence'

I felt stronger than I ever was, the sword that took me both hands to pick up previously was now wielded by me like a stick.

I walked through the blood pool beneath my feet which caused them to turn red in colour with a metallic smell.

As soon as I opened the door multiple more guards armed with guns started shooting towards me.

Sigh.....

I sighed deeply as I walk along the corridor, many guards came up to stop me but they were killed with a single swing of the metallic sword. The corridor that was made for prisoners was now flooded in blood as I walked towards the end of the corridor. I kept swinging the sword without looking at who it was....I didn't care to look at them as I killed them in cold blood.

Finally I reached a door, it was a large mettaliv door adorned with an insignia made of blood. It didn't opened upon touching it so I slashed it open. There were multiple people inside a room looking at a computer. Upon seeing me they panickednand stood up from their chairs. Some showed courage as they tried to fight me but it was all superfluous. As I killed them all inwent to see the computers, it had security camera access, I saw footage of 10 mins ago, the guards taking an unconscious Julian towards the bottom most floor of the facility.

'I need to find the elevator.....'

As she observed the footage properly to find the location of the lift, some gunshots were fired in the background, she killed all the guards that were trying to shoot at her. She has kept the count of the people she had killed so far.....it was 54.....even though the number felt huge the blood and bodies in the corridors didn't lied. It was almost like a catastrophe had stuck the place , killing people in a short time.

She made her way out of the room walking towards the stairs that lead to an opening towards the interior of the facility . Suddenly a beeping sound of alarm was heard and all the lights turned red, doorways started to close.

'I have to make haste!"

Instead of walking fast I started to sprint, an action I had seen only recently. The speed was a bit too fast for me to control but I somehow managed to hang on. I made my way towards a room labelled , 'Waste disposal'. On surface it didn't seem interesting but I could smell something rotten from it and I was hearing some voices that seemed to scream for help.

When I sliced open the iron door a rotten stench started spreading, on a closer look it was the smell of human bodies rotting away. I didn't knew how I got to that conclusion but it seemed to come on an instinct. On all the bodies there some stickers on them I couldn't read them properly until I checked the second part of the disposal area, it was the alphabet 'C' with numbers from 1to 100 the only empty garbage disposal was

".....C-34"

Julian's POV:

The world faded away into darkness after the pain of getting stabbed by the overseer's sword.

I founded myself in complete darkness, there was nothing that could be found there not even a single particle of dust there. I felt like I was floating in void. I closed my eyes in an attempt to wake up from this dream. I suddenly felt myself sweating and the surrounding getting hotter. When I opened my eyes everything was burning, a castle stood in a lake of lava made of complete darkness. Suddenly, the setting changed and I found myself standing in a graveyard with hundreds of graves with tons of names written on them. A deep voice that I recognised very well spoke,

"This is what I've raised! A murderer!? I must've failed as a father!"

The voice belonged to my father. I hastily looked around to find the source of the voice that's when I noticed a grave with my name on it, I standing just above it. Then after paying close attention i recognised a bit of the names. It was the name of all the people I had killed directly or indirectly. Suddenly black hands raised from all the graves and tried pushing me towards the ground. Hundreds of voices rang in my ears

DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!

DIE! DIE! DIE!.....

The voices began to fade away as I got pushed in the ground I tried to resist in a panick I even tried to bite the hand but I got pulled in the darkness even more.

I woke up with sweating dripping down my body. I noticed myself hanging above from the ground and tied to wooden structure that was reminiscent of a crucifix. I found myself in a giant room with various of the cult members circling around a large bonfire and the overseer standing in middle near the fire they were chanting some spells but they were all inaudible to me. Finally the overseer started walking towards me with a dagger in his hand it seemed to glow with a golden colour. He stopped midway and a covenant was brought from the darkness of the room from it a dead body was taken out. But the dead body looked barely humanoid, it looked like a monster with Giantt hand and feet along with long nails. It's skin looked grotesque with suture marks over it. It didn't had any hair.

The overseer holded the dagger to his forehead and chanted something before stabbing the body with it, as soon as the dagger struck inside the dead body the ground started trembling and the empty eye socket of the dead body started radiating light.

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