The story of Cain can not be told in one paragraph. Son of Adam, practically the grandson of god himself. A man who studied beside angels, learned from the Prince of Persial, and Azrael. He learned of all the beauty in this earth's flora through Ariel, and mastered their use. Still, these hands created by god in his image were going to take back the love he deserved!
The black haired nineteen year old paced back and forth, his steps measured and composed. Each step is exactly 3.0833 yards or 111 inches, yes God uses the metric system. Only heretics use the imperial system!
These hands which shaped nature into elixir, and these eyes that hadst seen the Thrones of god—great rings of titanic girth encircling a ball of immense cosmic fury, hundreds of time larger than earth's own—shal transmute Able into a corpse and bear witness to the might of Cain.
Death he shall give unto his brother, forcing him to the kingdom of god sooner, and thus, He, Cain will be the favored son of the earth. Allow his brother to be the favored of Heaven for the hundred years it will take to meet him again. Cain's perfectly manicured hand reached for the knife at his hip.
A familiar celestial silver make, made with the same material as the walls surrounding the silver city crafted by the hands of Adam himself under the watchful eye of the angels. His sandals between two mighty Vachellia Tortilis that seemed to hold the heavens aloft, though he knew that to be the majesty of god. Thick bark of numerous shades of brown and gray with a brilliant cover of moss growing over its mighty trunk.
Atop that majestic phenomena wreathed as if a thousand emerald stars, a thousand wreaths, eyes to take in the majestic star above and turn light into power. They fuel the world gaining power from a single of God's mighty stelar eyes. Cain's lips curved into a mathematically perfect smile that would be the inspiration for the Vitruvian man. When he spoke it was in a perfect musical cadence as to please God's ears, "Oh my brother dearest, what comest about you. An evil spirit? A shadow of the valley of death perhaps~"
Able turned golden hair and eyes nearly blinding, radiant and the only way Cain had ever failed to match up. He held the abyssal shadow of Able's past, not the golden submission of humanity's present. The knife he held wasn't even a thought in Able's mind, just a smile that had something dark twisting in Cain's innards.
Then the golden boy smiled and the world was right, a nearby bird fell from the sky unable to rip its gaze from Able's divine visage. A compliment fell from his annoyingly perfect lips, "Your eyes are especially deep this night brother! They are exceptionally enthralling, it's as if I could fall within them for eternity!" There was an innocence to all of Able's movements.
A sheer raw joy that did him well in convincing the sheep to follow. A star shooting across the sky unable not to draw people's gazes, "Do you speak the truth my brother?" Cain opened his arms wide in an uncharacteristic gesture, and Able took full advantage. Throwing his smill vulnerable form into Cain's large frame.
The small golden boy melted in his elder brother's arms, safe, secure, nothing could ruin this moment. Adam wasn't one for hugs, and glared whenever Able hugged his mother too long, so this was his only chance for HUGS! The best part of God's reality, warmth blossomed in Cain's chest.
He smiled down at his brother, and his hand shaked. As if some deeper part of him knew this was something he could never take back, a betrayal that his conscious mind was blind to. Death equated the return to god's embrace, such were the teachings of Azrael, Angel of Death. So the blade sheathed itself between Able's ribs, and tickled his heart.
His brother, beautiful golden Able took a single gasping breath with a wet sucking before his eyes rose. Pain, betrayal, loss all wrot across his face as Cain felt the enormity of his sin. The single star within the sky split in twain opening as if some celestial jail, or perhaps safeguard as the eye of the lord opened. Thus he was judged, "Cain son of Adam, Brother of Able, Created in my image, You Have Sinned, through this act Darkness has been allowed into the earth, Sin once breathed into existence grows eternal, and thus so shall you."
The words were a knife to the heart, a shattering of everything Cain had ever believed in as the Creator of the Universe, the closest thing to perfection destroyed him.
"Ye shall wander this earth eternal a wanderer with no end, an evil spirit, a blight upon this land, may all the lands you walk across wither and die. All you love shall perish before your eyes, and you shall eternally bear witness to the judgment of YHWH." The name reverberated through his genetics, as 10, 5, 6, 5 shifted.
Thus he, the first murderer, was reborn upon this earth. Days passed without movement as the corpse of his brother cooled within his arms. As light died leaving a hollow void that staggered through the grounds. His brother's corpse was set with the greatest care to the green grass.
Perfect nails dug into the dirt, returned pulling lump after lump from the ground.
When his shame was hidden from the earth Cain made forth with his punishment and wandered. He spoke with the Prince of Persia, one of the Fallen and learned the art of lies, and the beauty of sin. From the great Powers of Heaven and Hell he learned the art of war through numerous tests of his undying body. Eventually when dark purpose sputtered and died, when spite towards god's creation ceased Cain collapsed in the middle of a desert alone.
He knelt for a hundred years without motion devoting every breath to God, yet mercy was not forthcoming. As a seed of faith withered, that pit opened within him once more. This time filled by another, her words were heavenly, "Oh, my child what has happened to you."
For a moment he thought it was his mother, Eve, but it was not. She strode through the desert a queen, toes tasting the soil yet unsullied. Raven of hair and possessing the countenance of a majestic hunting bird she was the very picture of beauty on this earth. Thus he was taken in, showing the love of a mother, and the passion of a wife. Years later he learned her true name, Lilith, his father's exwife.
How he ever threw her away for the weak willed Eve Cain would never know, but he thanked Yhwh's cruelty for every day he could walk the earth at her side. Still happiness does not come easy for demigods, much less the grandson of The Creator. When she offered to show him the fields of her youth, he came with relish.
No matter how cruel the wording of his punishment Cain truly loved this world. He had as a child before his curse blinded him. This was still the beautiful verdant paradise of his youth. The gardens of Eden fallen in disrepair stand a testament to God's childish majesty. Discarding a toy when it was no longer fun to play with.
Lilith, Adam, Eve, Cain. The only way to love and be loved by God eternally is to die young. At the center stood a tree, no two trees intertwined of unparalleled beauty, with a number of fruits as to be functionally infinite. Still three of the lowest branches showed three barren stems. "The greatest fruit in all the earth" Lilith said, and Cain believed her.
This was the fruit of which his parents partook and were thus exiled from Eden. His hand rose and felt unnaturally drawn to one of the infinite fruits. There were apples of all colors and hues, oranges, lemons and everything in between. He grasped a banana like it were a knife, it stood withered and blackened, ran through with silver lines, and Cain understood.
Thus he ate the fruit of his Great Sin, and was Whole. Bare before existence he understood, but did not cease. He and Lilith were mirrors of the other. One male, the other female black of hair and eye, both regal and something beyond perfect. Six fruits they ate and within Lilith the seven seeds took hold.
The child that had been denied them born from all the good and evil of this world, birthed from the seed of a murderer, the egg of the first witch, and seven cardinal points. Pillars upon which all existence sat, Confidence, Ambition, Passion, Hunger, Wrath, Rest and the Pillar of Cain. That which upon his brother was unknowingly sacrificed, he had no word for it but Envy. His greatest sin. To burden his son with this is his greatest failure.
Then a spear of the Most High's light was driven through her womb, all the thousands of years of medical experience failed him as the woman he loved died. As the life he would have brought into this world was killed. His gaze rose to the offender, and his knife was in hand. The presence of the first murderer was released into this world, the years of peace with Lilith had not dulled his blade.
If anything it had been sharpened on all the virtues and sins of this world six times. Six seeds fueled by the Wrath to flood a world. Thus true Darkness was born into this world. A dark eternal blackness that serves only to devour everything. Thus the first murderer was reenacted upon the golden haired man.
The The Lord YHWH raised his hand, the blade slid through the gaps of his fingers and was stopped dead. The might that had killed demons, angels, and everything in between—Able! A stifled voice mourned a dead brother, then his wife's corpse flashed in his eyes. His fist rose next perfectly piercing the Most High's guard in a fist. It smashed into his divine countenance and turned his head, something gave slightly.
Then The Lord looked down upon him as his Seven Thrones floated behind him. The infinite might of seven Dyson Swarms channeled into him. Then YHWH turned his other cheek. Cain took advantage, punching the murderer's face with a knife. The blade cut into flesh, but as Cain twisted two diving jaws clamped down on the blade. Stopping it in its place the darkness boiled in offense just under his skin.
Then it rose a wave against the land and he felt teeth crack but not budge. Golden ichor ran down the blade, before Cain was slapped face stinging as he flew. Mountains shattered in his path, but his grip did not waver on the dagger.
"Doest thou even knowith the enormity of your sin?" God Spoke, "You devils ate from the Tree of Good and Evil, and the Tree of Life. First it was one, then three and murder was born, what great evil would come from your foul union then. Born of sin, Pride, Greed, Wrath, Envy, Gluttony, Sloth and Lust!"
God tried every manner of which he knew to kill Cain and yet failed, God was after all getting weaker. Why else would he need the stars to power him, Creating all existence was tiring and expanding it slightly less so.
Then God devised a new punishment for his worst descendant, "Wander eternally you shall never keep the warmth of home, Wander! Murderer! Wander The Blind Eternities."
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