Childhood's soul floated around the flowers. "I hate everything," she bore. "I have no idea what is going—I'm so sick of saying that. I can't find Iarius with his cheatin' lying, ridiculous ass!" She came to trial and other wandering souls made conversation with the lost.
"We keep growing, and growing..." she passed by a couple of dozen. Through her spirit, she witnessed a bright red soul. "Oh shit." She looked around for another exit. The other souls didn't seem to notice or were ignorant of the danger.
The red soul loitered near a grey fence. It hovered in place and didn't seem to want to eat another out of existence. 'Maybe I could talk to them.' she thought but quickly discouraged the action. If they were red that meant they could be drunk. If they were drunk, they would eat her. If they ate her, she would die.
Fuck no.
She was a mother of many and wife of many. Delagati would whoop her and her other husbands but she had the magic to tear them apart.
On second ambitions...
She glided towards the red soul. Childhood made sure to keep a safe distance. The soul breathed, "Ew, what's that sweet scent?"
"Ew back at you. Smells like a period."
"Oh, fuck you child!" snarled the red soul. "Do you know who the fuck I am?"
"Sounds like a dirty ass nigga to me." her soul blinked as she giggled. "Aleigha Biblio!" the red soul grew twice as big. A tail below him now visible. "You ungrateful fucking bitch!"
"Oh my!" she backed away to look at his size. "Yep that's a big ass ball of hemorrhoids."
"You have to be the worst fucking angel I have ever met" he strinked to his normal 21 gram size of roundness. "How the hell is an a fucking vampire?"
"Ask Gabriel..." she said. "You're his daughter, Child."
"Yeah, I am..."
"Why are you so small?"
"Depression, I've been telling myself jokes all day trying to keep my spirits up. My sons threw a comedy show. It was pretty funny."
"Fantastic--what happened to the House?" he cut straight to the point. "Why are you here?" she asked.
"Life insurance..." if he had eyes, they would have shown his agitation. "I'm years ahead of you."
"I know, you're a praiser.... was a praiser."
He sighed, "Technically, with the line being a line... you're like a God child to me so..." he took a moment to think. "My distant niece?" he assumed. "I don't fucking know. I never understood fucking family trees."
"But what happened?"
"Fucking Experience—Darlene!"
"Who?"
"This is why I hate the whole 'Vampires are cool' bullshit!" he mocked. "I had a bitch."
"Ok."
"Bitch comes into the hours. She want some dick from me. So I give her a little dick."
"You have a little dick..." she noted. Aleigha's bubble boiled. "Anyway... Darlene was all... I got cancer, I'm afraid of death! No one at school like me!" he faked sobbed. "Biggest bullshit ever and I knew she was lying."
"It's contagious..."
"Yes it is!" he blurted. "So, fucking Darlene's Velma looking ass has bad luck. Whatever, I cure her sickness. She sucked my dick as a thank you. Whatever—she ran errands for me. Then I found out she sleeping with fucking Kaora!"
"Who?"
"Saint John!"
"Who?"
"Ugh..."
Childhood went closer. "About the event."
"Whatever..." he groaned. "I had an amulet. Father—I hate calling the nigga that. He gave me an amulet, he didn't give Kaora shit."
"Why?"
"He knew the boy was Jesus on the inside. Big headed like. Something happened to my brother one day, he just... Would not shut the fuck up. He was going around telling people what God did on his throne and he didn't earn—hada hada... so he started eating him. That was awesome."
"I'm sorry—excuse me cousin?"
"My dad, a giant snake, ate his child, aka my fucking half brother." he exclaimed. "Girl, listen to me!"
"Why are you so mad?"
"Your fucking son is a fucking idiot and a waste of fucking time!" Aleigha's soul was surrounded by fire. The air around him swirled. "Aw, shit..." he calmed down. "Delagati's father is trying to get his daddy's old throne. In simple terms, fucking simba is throwing a fit."
"How is my son?"
"Being a mama's boy..."
"Good. He fights harder like that..." if she had a mouth she would smile. "Why is my mind a blank?"
"Extreme deaths take away memory. It all happened so fast, your body bled into the spirit and that's like putting a bunch of dishes in the dishwasher and only four plates get clean."
"You talk strange..."
"I'm pissed..."
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"Why the fuck did you shoot your brother!" Seign's father hollered. "Daddy--"
"Goddamn, the boy is downstairs trying to revive my damn house and done scatter Child's kids like corn! What the fuck is wrong with people in this world—have y'all no sense of danger?"
"Pop, I shot Chauncey for a reason."
"Death."
"No--"
"Yep, Death. That's the only reason you could have--"
"He was on drugs!"
"Ok..." his soul shook. Grandpa Chere's spirit blinked. "I'm so fucking happy I left the church."
"Well, Chauncey seems to want to take your place." Seign's soul dimmed. "The boy never had good sense. Stupid ass used to snort right in front of me. He doesn't care about blood. So why the fuck he want the house?"
"Just to go up the ladder. Assfake made him a prophet." told Seign. "If I could shit bricks..." he huffed. Grandpa Chere floated away from his son who followed behind him. "So, what is the goal?"
"Low key?" Seign speculated. He sighed, "Theory."
"What the fuck is that?" Chere exclaimed.
"It's like... Chauncey used to go in the vampire classes at school. He was... enthralled."
"Retarded." Chere corrected. "Yeah. Do you know about the Uprising?"
"Chain." he stated. "Don't tell me he wants to be King just start bullshitting people?"
"Changany served the snake. He told him he would fulfill his needs. And..." he turned around. "He did. He was Indian and the damn vampire over there is the fucking Vetala or--" he looked up. "Pischahas or some shit."
"Was that Chain?"
"Mostly! He drove nigga's crazy he had coven of 900,000 and 26 wives with 400 concubines. Vamps keep cons for the sake of one of his main bitches dying or walking out on him, real gangsta shit. Out of everything he had. Chain made one fucking deal."
"So... that's Isaiah to God."
"Yea..." he turned away from him. "Let's make sure we got our bearings right. Who's God's favorite prophet?"
"Isaiah but we talk about Jesus all the time."
"So, we can assume something about Jesus." said Chere. "He was a liar."
"That. Jesus died because he lied and got lynched."
"Assumingly..."
"What about Solomon?"
"He had great wisdom--"
"And a big dick."
"No..."
"I say that because of secrets in bible no one ever talks about. Solomon had a lot of sex and slipped getting one of his bitches impregnated."
"Daddy, God is not a cultist..." groaned Seign. "But you see where getting at...?"
"I guess..."
"Alright, what if I say, if you don't know your history you are doomed to repeat it?"
Seign's soul glowed. "Alright, that snake came from Eden and you know what's even scarier?"
"What?"
"He doesn't have legs or arms, who really giving these wishes?"
"God--No!"
"Exactly though, that's why I left. How come we have been asking and just now receiving?"
"So, what the snake is illusion?"
"If the world was high, we would be on Greed."
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"So!" shouted Childhood. "What the fuck doe sthe bible have to do with this!?"
"Calm the fuck down, little bitch..." Aleigha's soul bubbled and warped. "The snake is here but also not. We could also say, God is real but not. It's like you talk about people all the time and you hear this one name you never heard."
"Headcount." said Childhood.
"But we know him. He's technically your stepfather and my cousin. Don't you know anyone can claim God? And not show up?"
"I'm confused." she whined. "You using too many words to say it's a phantom."
"Oh, so you do comprehend?"
"Asphy'hod is a snake, that represents lies and greed cause people go to him and..."
"Blame God."
She was quiet. "I didn't do it."
"What happened in the square?" asked Aleigha. "I got shot. Vamps deserve... equal rights. I didn't do anything."
"What is Hanielle known for?"
"She gave birth to the King Aleigha Biblio."
"Correct and who was his half brother?"
"Kaora... I think—What are you getting at?"
"People call you Hanielle's that's bad juju."
"And?"
"Asphy'hod coiled around Hanielle. He wanted her to be his wife but she refused so he cursed her until she showed signs of PTSD. He Kaora do act as a shadow brother—a nigga that walks behind another nigga for clout..."
Childhood's spirit tilted, "You're doing the thing."
"What thing?"
"The fucking isn't broken! Lord have mercy," she flew around in circles. "Hanielle is Aleigha's mother—Your mother! Asphy'hod is the father! Asphy'hod isn't God or the snake from the Garden—Eve took from the tree!"
"Adam--"
"Are you saying we're all high?"
"No, but that's one of the lies. Last one, I swear." his soul floated up out of sight. "What the fuck!"
"It's Chain. He wanted to say that the tree is responsible for getting everyone high and confused."
Childhood's soul set flame to the grass around her. "What is the point?"
"Chain wants his throne back, Chauncey what's to get what his father had, the snake wants a body and somebody has to be the antichrist."
Her tiny soul started growing into a red color. "I bet you see it in your spirit."
"Who the fuck is Alexis?