****Warning: As stated earlier I have lost my direction with this story, but most of you have shown a desire for me to continue. This Is the start of a new volume, and In a way a new story. The main character will be Alex.
Ultimately this is the same story. It is the love story of Alex and Yuri, but for now it will begin again. This time it will focus on Alex as the main character, as she is once again reborn, but her rebirth is different this time.
I warn you, because many of you might not like the way I am planning to take this story, so I have decided to inform you before I even begin. I do not know if this story will have a happy ending. But regardless I do hope you give it a chance.
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I opened my eyes, The last thing I remember was my soul being taken from my body. My body, what a joke, My body had long sense disappeared. I had died, and perhaps I should have stayed dead. That abomination I had become was not my body.
When the spider demi goddess had taken control I was not panicked, nor did I feel grief or anger. What I had felt was relief. Ever since we had entered the inverted tower my life had been a mess, and I had felt Yuri slipping further away from me.
She had done so much for me, she had sacrificed so much for me, but ultimately I had let her down. The last time I had seen her she smiled at me. That smile had been full of sadness, but I did not feel sad in return. Once again I had felt relief. Relief that I would have some time to think. Relief that I would not have to feel grief at the things I had done and said.
Being around her had made me feel suffocated. She had changed. I could see the madness in her eyes, and could feel the disappointment in her gaze. I loved her, but I couldn't stand the site of her any more. Not because of her, no it was because of me. I had been in the wrong.
It was safe to say that I was disgusted with myself, and her disappointed gaze only made that feeling stronger. Like that I disappeared from her view. The relief I felt was tainted with a small amount of sadness, just enough to make it bitter sweet.
When I had reappeared in the world we waited for a long time for her to appear. Time passed, and days had become months. My feelings had become even more complicated in this period of time, but it only added to my confusion.
We had decided to leave the city. It was nothing more than ruins, and we gained nothing from waiting. It was my idea, I needed to do something to escape from my feelings.
We traveled through the waste lands, it had been a hard journey, but we did not encounter much trouble. The monsters and plants were easily taken care of by our group.
When we left the wastelands we had encountered a group of survivors. They told us stories of a resistance group, seeking to take back the world from the insect beasts that had conquered the land.
We traveled with them. I met a girl, she was neither tall nor short. She was actually a little plump. It was obvious that she was not an adventurer, but she was smart. And she made me laugh. The heartbreak I had felt slowly began to fade away as we traveled together.
After a month of traveling we decided to make love. It was supposed to be a glorious night, but it had been my downfall. The woman was under the control of Peur. That night had been an ambush, and the demi-goddess had easily taken over my body.
I could only watch on in horror as my body no longer was my own. I watched as I bound my comrades in my webs, and staggered towards their bodies. I had created a dagger with my steel threads, and placed it against Bailey's throat.
I struggled to stop the action, bashing my conciousness against the invader. My actions were futile, but seemed to amuse the demi-goddess. She moved the knife from Bailey's throat, and instead slashed it across her face.
Using my body the Goddess laughed as the blood splattered over my body. She then manipulated my threads to pluck out the eye of of Bailey's head. The eye was had already been injured by the slash. She popped the eye into her mouth like a grape, and slowly consumed it in front of her victim.
I watched on in horror as this happened, and something in side me broke. I no longer cared about those scenes. I no longer cared about anything.
My conciousness went in and out for a long period of time. I would wake occasionally to see scenes of horror that Peur had done with my body. These scenes increased in obscenity as time passed, but I grew desensitized to such images.
I simply no longer cared. I spent less and less time paying attention to the world around me, and I spent more time in the memories in my head.
The happiest were those I had with Yuri, when we had first met, before the city had fallen. I tried to live most of my life in those memories, but I could not escape the disappointed gaze she had given me towards the end.
Eventually even those happy memories had been tainted by that gaze, and every image of her had that one look. She would stare at me coldly as We took a bath. Her disappointment clear when me made love. Disdain clear on her face when she first saw my naked body.
And then I felt her. The connection that had been missing for such a long time had once again appeared. But, it was so far away. I wanted to call out for her, I wanted her to come save me.
But that disappointed gaze filled my mind, and I burrowed back into my hole. I just wanted to die. I wanted to forget all about this life.
And thats when I heard it. I heard the diabolical laughter that Yuri had whispered to me about the end. The laughter that had slowly driven her insane.
I could feel a presence beginning to taint my soul, but before it could truly take hold the goddess pulled my soul from my body. I could feel my soul slowly approaching into her realm. But something held me back.
I looked down In horror as I saw a small skeletal goblin staring at me, and a skeletal hand reaching towards my body.
The goddess saw this, and as the hand engulfed my soul The goddess acted. She used the last of her strength to separate the skeletal hand from the Necromancer King.
The necromancer king screamed in anger, and attempted to attack Hylia, the Goddess of war. The attack was futile, and rebounded against the Necromancer King. He fell to the floor weakly, his empty eye sockets looking up into the sky where we had previously been. What he saw was nothing. Our bodies had compelty disappeared and he could no longer feel our presence.
He looked down at the stub at the end of his arm. His skeletal hand was missing. He howled in frustration, but turned to leave. His gaze focusing on the destruction his allies were causing in the world. A smile appeared on his face as his gaze landed on a small bone dragon in the distance, and a mad laughter filled the skies.