Chapter 2:
Even with many sources of light the room was dark as if the lights were being absorbed by an invisible entity. Magical symbols hovered over the pedestal upon which a body of demonic being is raised and surrounding the pedestal were cultic figures mindlessly chanting mantras that filled fear and curiosity to the minds of listeners. With serpentine motion, they moved their hands producing illuminated runes from ancient languages. These symbols floated around only be absorbed by the pedestal.
Watching everything from far was Thororg'gon with his trusted aid, observing and hoping that everything works out. Thororg'gon has his doubts but he kept his silence. His aid an iron giant standing next to him seemed cautious.
He knew that resurrection is a forbidden practice and feared its unknown effects but Thororg'gon can only call his aid's caution as unnecessary. He wanted his aid to calm down but his position as his master prevented him.
His attention was so focused on his servant that he failed to notice that the sound of chanting started to shrink flat. With no one performing any actions, the iron giant grew impatient and asked, "What is going on? Can anyone explain what just happened?"
"It seems that the ritual was successful." One of the cultists spoke with his eye widely opened refusing to leave the body of the demonic being.
"Master!" He exclaimed.
"What is it?" Thororg'gon asked.
"It seems that we succeed."
"I can see that."
Noticing that he was somewhat rude the iron giant knelt and apologized. Thororg'gon didn't pay any attention to the iron giant and started to approach the unconscious demon.
While everyone was at their amazement one individual was cautious. The iron giant clenched his fist and prepared himself for any violent encounter.
Before Thororg'gon can reach him the demon took a huge gasp and started coughing and gasping and then more coughing. The scene reminded Thororg'gon of a drowning person and worried him. He could not have this demon die right after resurrecting it.
"Help him."
Coming to their senses few cultists rushed to help the demon. Few of them sit him up while others chanted their spells to negate the effects of resurrection.
The whole time the iron giant did not let the demonic being leave his sights neither did he let his guard down. If it showed any signs of aggression he would not hesitate to beat the demon into mincemeat.
"Don't be so stiff. I am not in any potential danger," Thororg'gon whispered into the ears of the iron giant making sure no can hear them.
Upon hearing its master the iron giant loosened its body without letting its guard down.
"Apologies master but I cannot be careless when there is a demon so close to you."
With a soft sigh, Thororg'gon shifted his eyes to the cultists who are trying to help the demon. He watched them help the Demon for a while before the demon started to speak.
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Autumn was in great pain, he did not know the reason for this pain but he could guess that he had failed in his attempt to perform suicide. Now that he thought about it he can't remember why did he perform suicide. Before he can compile what happened he gasped in as much air as he could but stopped because of the pain. Not only was he suffocating but now he also suffered from vigorous coughing. Every cough induced great pain that was unbearable causing Autumn to be on the verge of fainting. He was only able to calm himself down when he heard a voice calling out for him.
"Are you alright?" An unfamiliar voice called out to Autumn.
With his arms wrapped around his abdomen, Autumn failed to produce any sound that can be called as an understandable word.
The person might have understood this and asked, "Can you tell me where the pain is coming from?"
"Che… chest… and stomach." Words struggled to leave his mouth so he resorted to pointing.
Autumn heard soft chants and the pain in his chest slowly faded replaced with a warm cozy feeling. His irregular panting converted into regular breathing and he was no longer suffering.
"Please inform me if there is anything else I can help you with."
"My eyes."
"You can't see?"
Autumn thought that this person might be some kind of genius to make such accurate guesses.
"It's blurry."
"Do not be alarmed it is only a temporary side effect. You will be able to see again in no time."
"That is reassuring…" Autumn smiled, "Thank you for helping me."
"There is no need to thank me. I am merely following the orders of my master."
'His master, I must have been saved by an insanely rich man.' He thought.
"Can you pass on my thoughts to him?"
"I afraid not for you see he is currently present in this room."
Autumn bowed toward the direction he had the feeling their master was standing.
"Thank you for helping me. I will always be in your debt."
"Do not thank me yet." A loud but clear voice echoed in his ears indicating Autumn that he was inside a large room. "I have only helped you because of my selfish reason."
The voice startled him but Autumn managed to regain his composer and replied, "I am still grateful and I promise to aid you in your selfish reason in any possible way."
Autumn was a believer of the man's code. Man's code is a rule that every man who is a believer of the code has to follow, one of them states that if a man is saved by another man then he is accounted to do anything that his savior desires as long as it does not contradicts any of the other codes. This mostly includes helping him on a quest, revenge or just be his bodyguard.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"I might ask for your life."
"I have already died once and now this next one does not belong to me." He has no idea why he said that.
"Hahaha," Thororg'gon chuckled and continued, "you are an interesting fellow and I would like to have some conversations with you."
"It would be a great honor."
"Say stranger what do they call you and what is your story."
"My name and my story?"
"Yes, your name."
'This should be an easy one but why is it that I can't remember my name.' Autumn thought hard but he failed to find anything in his memory that would remind him of his name but he managed to utter some words before submitting, "Au…. Auu…. Aut…"
"Ought?" "That is a weird name you got there."
"I apologize but it seems I can't remember my name."
"In that case let me call you Amon for the time being. I hope it doesn't offend you."
"No, in fact, I would be honored to receive a name from you."
"Before I send you to the resting chambers tell me something, Amon. Do you have any memory that is not a part of the present events."
Autumn thought for a while and then replied, "No, I don't. All I can remember is floating in a void filled with darkness and then waking up due to pain in my chest."
"I guess these are only the side effects of your resurrection. I am sure it will pass away soon and you will start to remember your past. Until then please rest and we shall continue our conversation after your recovery."
"That sounds good."
"Kairos."
"Yes, master."
"Please lead our guest to a comfortable room and make sure he is not disturbed."
"As you command master."
"Amon if you need anything do not hesitate to inform my servants. they will be waiting outside your room if you need anything and if you feel anything odd with your body inform them quickly. Your health is of great priority."
"I will."
The iron giant signaled and two iron giants came forward. He then ordered them to take Autumn into a comfortable room.
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After Autumn was taken to his room Thororg'gon whispered to his aid.
"What is your opinion?"
"I don't think he's dangerous." he replied, "but seeing that he is of the demonic race I advise caution."
'Of course, you find him dangerous isn't that why you sent your underlings to escort him.'
"Are you implying that I am vulnerable?"
"No not at all master." The iron giant hastily bowed, "I had no intention of calling you weak but I only wanted to point that demonic beings can be very dangerous and we know nothing of his intentions. Seeing how calm he was I doubt he is anyone normal."
'I was just pulling your leg there is no need to react this way.'
"Lighten up, I only wanted to hear your pure thought and nothing more."
"I can't sense anything dangerous but because we know very little about resurrections I believe we must be vigilant."
"That was a good answer."
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