"So I just need to put my hand on your chest?"
I ask as I glared at Kthilla, even now as we speak I can't help but admire her beauty something just felt so odd about it, and even now I felt like l was bewitched by something unexplainable.
But the more I look at her, the more charismatic her voice becomes.
"Yes, that is all ye needs to do, so come to claim thy prize, toucheth thy heart, and ye may return the world of the living once more."
Upon hearing this, I don't know why, but it was as if my very being that was I, was being pulled by an invisible rope, my legs began to move on their own, it was as if she was tugging at my soul, I couldn't resist her at all.
The temptation was so obvious but at the same time, I didn't want to resist it.
"That's right ye is ever so close, come closer, and closer, come to me, let thy essence drown ye in enough power to grant thy wish and ye as well, in death, I shalt find peace, in death ye shall find life, take thy time, your close, you're almost there."
As her voice echoed more and more I felt my sense of reason depleting, was I trapped from the very beginning, I wonder, no I wanted this, I wanted another shot at life.
"Ye is overthinking, let thy mind be set free from your shackles, rid thy self of reason, rid thy self of morals, rid thy self of thought, there are only desires before ye, fall to grace, succumb to the temptation of pleasure, and ye shalt be rewarded with what ye sought for"
"There are only wishes here, as such the Pandora is ye, now open the box that will make the impossible possible, good and bad mean nothing before a dream, there are only desires that need to be granted, ye is the key that shalt unravel the secrets."
My eyes were focused solely on her, but by doing this is truly saw her for what she is.
Her morbid half was unsightly in every sense of the word, and yet it awaken a sense of confused euphoria within me that I find hard to explain.
She was disgusting yet beautiful, her appearance is monstrous, yet tempting, half man, and half something else, her face was presented to me as if it was stitched together by a collection of my
desires, her eyes are shut tightly but even now I feel whatever color they are would shine like a pearl.
Her skin is purple, but tender to the touch, and her hair is straight but as silky as the finest web of a silk spider, the closer I get the more tempted I feel by her presence and voice, what was this feeling I wonder.
Yes her voice rings in my head, it was as if my mind was being bathed by the sound of ambient majors of a peaceful music box, it was akin to a lullaby one can never forget.
Unforgettable, indistinguishable, and everlasting.
It wasn't long before I was before her, although to reach her chest I would need to fly, but ghosts are natural born flyers, so I levitate to till I came face to face with her.
Seconds later, all her eyes suddenly open up, to reveal what lies beyond the mirror of the soul, pearls no, beauty impossible, elegance, please.
This was darkness, this was madness, this was insanity, this was immaculate atrociousness at its peak.
To be honest, I was looking at a Voidless hole of pure darkness, one so dark light does not escape, one so dark anything it glares upon loses its meaning, and one so dark it gives one shiver just being before it, the representation of its simplicity was truly terrifying beyond words.
She had no pupils, there was nothing beyond those eyes, nothing at all.
And yet I want to touch that abyss, ironic isn't it, because deep down I knew there was no hope beyond it either, it was like expecting the unexpected, and the unexpected was exactly what I was expecting in the truest sense.
But as my mind drift into the sea of madness and the cluster fuck that was my humanity, her voice echoed once more.
"Can ye please put your hand on the requested area?"
Like so I complied, however, I couldn't help but think if it was out of my own free will, but then and again, did it even matter, to be honest, I was going to be resurrected anyways.
But when I touch her chest I could not hear nor could I feel the beating of her heart.
But by doing this Kthilla's body began to ignite in a blistering blanket of hot purple flame, as her chest glowed with an ethereal spark of life, her body soon began to melt into slobs of molten sores infested with black dripping pus, that separated itself into a homogenous sea of various insects.
There were centipedes, spiders, worms, flys, ants, scorpions, and many other things I could not describe beyond the knowledge of my humanity, and yet as they are multiplied by the millions, they did not look as separate as they are, but as one as they came, it was as if a sea of darkness was birthed from her body.
And flooded the entire room, their morbid forms were a potent poison to the mind, body, and soul, and my body would soon be a cauldron to house their superstitious abhorrent adumbration, defiling my humanity into something else.
And it was so that it began, the sea of insects began to surround my now deceased body, as they enter through my mouth, my nose, my head, my sockets, in layman's terms if there is a hole there is a way, my purity was defiled in the most horrendous and ritualistic way possible.
I was being assaulted in a sea of black perversion, beyond human understanding, as my soul was also being coated in an eery black musk beyond this dimensionality, it was clear to me at this point, I was no longer human, instead, I am an unknown thing with a name of no origin.
My soul was slowly dissolving as well, into the same horrendous form as her disfigured and melted body, it was as if she was saying that the body and soul were but an illusion of the mind, and there was no need for concern.
But at that moment I slowly began to lose consciousness in this spiritual form, as her voice echoed in my brain for the last time.
"Thy wish has been granted, I now await ye in the land of the abyss where there is nothing but rest, my heart is yours, please take care of it, although I will say this, I do not know what shape, our what form your new powers might take, but it should be related to dreams, desires, and secrecy, what becomes of you will truly be interesting, but be warned, thy power brings nothing but madness as ye progress closer to godhood, may the stars be with ye on thy voyage of self-discovery."
"Also thy constitution is also special as well if ye heart is strike by the finest of blades, then ye shall die, no question ask, it's is the core of one's life, to strike it is to kill such representation, thy body is nigh immortal, my power is finite, only by lore shall thee transcend to the norm, farewell my other half, painted in the perversion of my life."
At that point, darkness overwhelmed me as I drifted into the abyss that is the mind of my unveiled unconsciousness.
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[Sometime later]
My eyes open up, to be greeted by the wooden ceiling not nearly noticeable by the weak flare of a half-burnt candle.
My eyes began to slowly adjust to the weak light, however; weird enough I felt weirdly calm, it wasn't long before I arose from the bed my head lay comfortably upon.
But at that same time, I felt a tight grip on my hand, and when I look down, there was mother Deliah, holding my hand tightly, as she lays her head down on the bedside.
Around that same time, however, the sound of the room door could open up, as the voice of a familiar person could be heard.
"Mother... It's time to change shif...
But before that person could finish speaking, his eyes met with mines, and they open up in shock and surprise, the plate of bread beans, and cabbage dropped from his hands, as he rush to my side while shouting.
"¡SHERLOCK¡"
At these words, mother jumps up from her doze in fright, as drool leans from the size of her mouth, and she said in annoyance.
"What the fuck is yo...
But at the same time, she also saw my waking form before her, her single eye opens wide with glee, and suddenly I was embraced in a hug by both Alexander and mother as they both said.
"Sherlock you know how worried I was, are you trying to give your loving mother a heart attack?"
"I thought you were a dead man brother."
"Do you even know how high you drop from?"
"What happen."
"Yeah, what the hell happen?"
Their question flood my ears like a speeding current, and eventually, I answered.
"I'm good everyone, but please personal space."
At this thought, both mother and Alexander snap back to reality as they take their hands off of me while saying.
"Ah sorry."
"My bad brother."
Immediately I look at both of them and I ask with a calm tone.
"Can someone tell me what happened, and how long was I out for?"