Miridiana was content talking to her grandchildren about her recent adventures while Ray served tea. He was tired and although the headache was gone, the anxiety overwhelmed him. He was looking through the window at the funeral caravans heading to their respective sections.
Noticing the sadness of her son, Mirna got up to accompany him to watch the people go by. The show was ending for today and that only brought more weight to his head. His mother commented on something that while it might sound annoyed, it showed concern towards Ray.
-Where do you think your brothers have gone? If Ulrich has already left Crystal Clouds, that means he went out to find us. Maybe he already ran into Cedric and they are heading to Sunset Scale-
-I don't think so, they both get on badly and if I'm not in the middle to stop them they'll end up fighting. Besides, that guy didn't tell me that they knew something. Elucidate in my dreams, that Cedric was played the idiot all the time, but with Ulrich, as you explain that he left Crystal Clouds several years before. They both know something and are playing hide-and-seek with the enemy.- Ray presses his rosary hard
-If you say so, but this does not have to affect you. We've had enough of that shit, now it's our turn to finish them off slowly and painfully. Remember that it is better to generate chaos and destruction so that they kill each other, rather than finish them personally-
-Revenge is sweeter and more generous if you only pull the strings to control destiny- Zion who drank his tea, coupled with the thought of his grandmother
-Without getting directly involved, just managing the variable called will, that's the best way to guide them towards their own end.- Cyd joined her brother
-I think that's what that guy was referring to. Just think about it dad. Why would he give you the seeds if he didn't want you to play to entertain them? Those beings only seek to feed on the horrors, fears and the same chaos caused by the actions of the people of this world.- Meraki thought that everything was programmed on purpose and expressed his opinion
-That is partly the truth, apart from wanting to annihilate those who interfere in their fun, they send emissaries to do their work ... damn miserable- Mirna was furious with those who played with her family
-Their wish is that I limit myself in using the power of the sleeper and that I take care of their dirty laundry, but how do you do that when all I think about is how to kill them in the most painful way that I can think.That's because they thought about it, when they gave me the best mentor in the world.- Ray smiles relieved at his mother - I'll look for my brothers, unless they introduce themselves first as they always do, if that's the case, they will save me work-
-We need the uncles to advance with the other half of the world. We must re-read the question about the conquest and contemplate the use of its powers for the attack on Novoa and Pramari. Especially uncle Ulrich- Meraki thought about how to move these new pieces on the board
-We will continue with the infiltration of enemy bases to prepare their weak points. They won't even know what the hell really happened.- Cyd was more than anxious about the future.
-As for the leeches of Sunset Scale, let me take care of them grandmom. They dared to betray us, what I will give them as punishment will be at the level of his impudence- Zion has already prepared in his head how to annihilate the traitors and murderers of his relatives and friends
Mirna suddenly saw Ray reflected in her three grandchildren, who more than being teenagers looked like commanders ready to lead a large-scale attack without mercy or regret. Ray was happy and proud of how far his children had advanced and the smile on his face became very evident, so much so that his mother looked at him strangely. After that they chatted some more and when it got dark they got ready for dinner. Tomorrow would be a long and tedious day.
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The next day, the funerals continued. As they were divided into sections according to religious customs, the mass farewells were greatly expedited. Monuments were erected, prayers and rituals were offered to honor the dead. The organizers accompanied by celebrating life and offering support and sympathy to the most psychologically destroyed afflicted. There was a large buffet specially created for each family, although the vast majority ended up bringing their own food according to their customs.
The bereaved hoped that with their actions, the soul of their deceased would reach the afterlife for a timely reincarnation or eternal rest wherever it was. Each family and tribe was in charge of initiating and continuing their own funeral rituals with the respective materials provided in advance.
The vast majority began with congregational prayers, disguised according to the funeral rites of their religion, while others prepared cremation ovens, mass graves, pyres for cremation, some even maneuvered the bodies to wrap them in silk or cotton or bathed them in oils and perfumes, they prepared them for embalming and others were taken to the mega outdoor amphitheater made to emulate towers of silence, so that the carrion birds brought by Leto or the wild dogs sent by the demons, could feed on them.
The ossuaries and memorials had multiplied in a jiffy, which when mixed with the choirs, marching bands and the sacred songs, gave the impression of pain and frustration in the air. Crying, fainting, decompositions, there were even those who wanted to die with their relatives when they saw the state in which the bodies were.
The funeral processions were another unattractive scene where mourners cursed those who were still alive at the expense of their loved ones.
Those who offered a celebration of life, stayed away from the most chaotic groups, since their rites border on joy and lack of control when dismissing their relatives, transforming the situation into a street festival, which would make anyone who saw it uncomfortable. The protocols were carried out on a scheduled basis and without incident.
Rusalka, who had already fainted several times, was restrained by her relatives in the cremation section. Dismissing her children hurt her deeply and internally she was so destroyed that she would not stop shaking and crying. It was decided that she would be ruthless with Jubina and her accomplices, she would not let her rest and even saw it feasible to kidnap and torture her in the most inconceivable ways for having delivered her family to the slaughterhouse.
Her grandson went through countless suffering while they experimenting and playing with him, to the point that she couldn't believe he was still alive. Rufus who was holding the hands of his grandmother, hoped to obtain revenge on behalf of his father and his deceased uncle, so he decided to join the destruction plan against Bubblegum.
Konstantine and Nikita were in the celebration section. Between music and dancing, the two of them were drinking next to Florence's coffin. Nikita placed a photograph of his sister and his mother on the coffin with flowers. His father had cried all night and much of the morning and now he was going through a drunkenness that kept him immobile in his chair. He did not want to upset his father and the duel that he carried in his heart, so he only limited himself to accompany him while the ant tribe and the witches served more drinks and snacks to all the relatives.
The Sullivan family had reached the area where a huge lake was located. Hundreds of people gathered on the coast were carrying out their burials by boat. Miridiana, who was moving her rosary beads, was praying silently with her gaze fixed on the lake. She hugged Ray to reassure him and her grandchildren got into position to shoot the arrows with fire.
It was a silent ceremony and for those present it was ideal. After the event, everyone went to the buffet area of the celebration section, which by this time, was already full of people waiting for the funeral parade. The novenas will last as long as they have to last and with that, what would come would be the resentment and vengeance personified of all the victims.