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Chapter 29: A crown of thorns.
My eyes were locked on this box of darkness. The box that could
bring doom to the world, that could destroy everything with only a
fraction of it's power. A testament to the destructive nature of
sentient beings.
All I needed to do was open the box, and everything would just go
away. Like magic, everything would be gone. And there would be no one
left to regret it, no one left to care. Almost perfect.
So why didn't I open the box? What did I have to live for? Two women
who don't treat me like a person. Half a dozen people who were, are and
may try to manipulate me so I would help them in their own ambitions.
And then there was my conscious, which was burdened by great weight.
And therefore, it should be easy to open the box, but no. Every time
I try, I cannot, something prevents me. Something clicks into my mind,
and prevents me from doing it. From ending everyone and everything. But
what is that thing, and why does it do that? Why can't I just rest in
peace? Why?
And then I abruptly, lost consciousness.........
Matthew walked back and forth, pacing if you will. His mind was not
only occupied by the thoughts of Pandora's box, but of the investigators
that he had decided to kill. Was it the right decisions? Should he have
waited longer? Until his forces had gathered, and he had the box. Should
he have? But it was far too late, he had just recently received a report
saying that the investigators sent from heaven had been killed. And
another report came soon after that one. This new report said that
Heaven had declared war on the church. And Matthew didn't know if he
could win the war without Pandora's box.
Everything hinged on that item, all of his plans. And now I had
stolen it from him, and he was furious. He had sent out a scout team,
but no findings yet. It was if every one of his plans was falling apart,
as though someone was engineering his defeat. But who had the skills for
that? Who?
And then it came to him, a revelation. The one person he wouldn't
expect, the person he had dueled once before. This person was a
brilliant tactician and an amazing at everything from spying to sword
fighting. He was a master of many talents, an excellent puppeteer. It
could only be Guni.
So Matthew quickly decided to assemble the four angels that served
him..........
Guni sat on Lucifer's throne, sipping from a golden goblet. He was
sipping fine wine, which left a pleasurable taste in his mouth. It was
very good wine indeed, for Lucifer knew how to live a fine life. Very
vain he was, second only to God, and Guni of course. Except that Guni's
vanity, in his own opinion, was justified by his exceptional skill of
puppetry. Everyone was dancing for him, it was only a matter of time
before everything fell into place. And then, when everything was ready,
he would wipe the Messiah, and everyone else who dared threaten him, off
the face of the earth.
And so Guni made a toast, to domination.............
I awoke in the swirling darkness of my mind. A pit of eternal
coldness and spiteful feelings. For that was how I felt. I resented
everyone and everything, I hated it all. And I hoped by some cruel fate
it would all be destroyed. And if it was not fate who did it, I would.
My thoughts were cut off by the Messiah part of me's appearance.
Wearing a white robe, and brown hair and beard, he looked quite wise,
but he held a worried look on his face.
"Don't do it."
"I suppose you mean opening the box?"
"Exactly. You don't want to end everything, that would be the easy
way out."
"That's why I'm doing it. If I worked towards the goal of ending all
my pain, it would only be a matter of time before the pain comes back.
It never quite vanished, it's always there, and always will be. You
don't understand, being optimistic about the future only disappoints
you. If there's one thing I've learned, there is no hope. It doesn't
exist."
"Yes, it does. You are the hope. The final hope of mankind least it
be crushed by various supernatural powers. Only you can save them from
this darkness, which has reached out it's hand and covered the light of
day. Those who are false gods and prophets, but are really warlords and
villain, will fall before you. You will be the great unity, the one to
stop it all. All you need to do is to accept that task, and wear the
crown of thorns."
And with that a crown of thorns appeared in the Messiah part of me's
hand. It was a small crown, fitted perfectly for my size. It was made
out of twisted green branches with thorns on it, pointing out in all
directions. It looked very uncomfortable to wear, as though it would
pierce your scalp. But it was more of a symbol then anything else.
My hand reached out for the crown, for some unexplained reason. It
was as if something inside of me guided my hands towards it, and caused
me to grab it. To grab it and to feel the pain of the thorns stick into
my hands.
And blood fell out of the wounds, and they fell onto the crown. And
the crown's branches turned from green to a blood-red. And then I put on
the crown, and I awoke............
When I woke, I sat on everything, and nothing. But I will not go
into describing that.
There was something different when I woke up, I was wearing the
crown, I felt it on my head. And the wounds, when I looked down at my
hands, I noticed that the wounds from the crown's thorns were there.
Like a dream made into reality.
Everything was made clear to me, the why. Why I had to do
everything, a true revelation. Now I only had to find Sarah and Maeyli,
and then I would be off.
I was reborn again..............
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