Chapter 2: After the Catalysm

"What is happening?" A quiet voice hushly said while descending his almond shaped brown eyes with a red curved mark underneath one of those eyes on his hands that were turning into a large furry white beast-like appearance.

The Asian man- another name of a race lost in time after the world fell into peril after weak deities broke the twelfth seal that blocked humanity away from divinity and descended down to earth. Many said it was because the creator of all things humane and divine- Lord of spirits had disappeared leaving merely a silver of his power behind that had caused the rupture of the twelfth seal and the Cataclysm that had took place in the era just before the cataclysm.

The Asian man was a chief priest, one belonging to the all-seeing-eyes- The existence who ranked 3rd in the ranking of divinities in the upper plane- Whispers. The man was no mere Chief priest though he was what men called A Blood Ordained Chief priest, one who bore the blood of a divine one on his face as a mark. They were by far stronger than an initiated Chief priest- one who carried a silver of a divine one's power on their face as a white mark rather than blood.

This man's name was Chief Priest Taurus of the Natural Academy- the cult that served the powerful existence Whispers and as a Blood ordained Chief priest he had three eyes, two looking at his body that was morphing into something much larger, whiter, furrier, deadlier, and one looking mortified at the younger frame taking tempered smokes from the cigar they were holding.

"You're changing." A hoarse voice that sounded like one who had smoked too much attached with a deeper voice that could cause rumbles on the ground said.

Chief Priest Taurus shook his head, before realizing his vision was turning red. "What is this?! Why are you doing this?!" He yelled.

A hand pushed the hood on the figure's face away. "You took something," the mysterious voice drawled. "Something that doesn't belong to you."

The Chief Priest sneered, "be damned simple demon! You think you can subdue me with cheap tricks!" Chief Priest Taurus tried to raise his hands and cast the blessed powers of a Blood ordained Chief priest called "hell" upon the nonchalant figure but his hands were much too weak to do anything and the pain from the poll that dug into his abdomen resounded all over his body.

Peach coloured lips tinted slightly blue stretched to the side and curled up ever so lightly into a mysterious smirk. "Simple demon? Interesting choice of words." Then the figure ran long straight fingers covered in blood through beautiful midnight blue hair almost as dark as the night.

The Chief priest tried to glare as his third eye began to conjoint with his two other eyes forming seemingly large duo eyes. "The all-seeing-eyes sees all! They see this!" He croaked out.

Empty sockets stared at the priest before clean black shoes stepped into the pool of Blood surrounding Chief Priest Taurus, soaking the sole of the shoes with red liquid. "Let Whispers see." Hushly the words came out, and the figure threw a cigar into the thick blood.

"You shall be cursed for this," Chief Priest Taurus said venomously, his red marking fading from his face as his face started to expand and before filled with white fur.

The figure dusted off his gray hoodie, little flesh falling from the cloth as he did. "I'm already cursed." The reply was as mysterious as his entire aura was.

"You will die!" Long white fur fell on his eyes from his eyebrows, the transformation was almost complete.

The figure bent and then roughly snatched a black dagger from the Chief Priest's tight grip around it. "This," the dagger transformed into a black ring with a stainless ruby red on top. "Is mine and when you die and your soul travels back to your god tell him that if he wants the abomination inheritance he'll have to be willing to sacrifice more of his subordinates."

The priest's eyes turned pitch black and his body expanded into a huge mass with white fur covering all over his body. His black eyes stared at the mysterious figure that had risen and his huge knee descended into a bowing frame. "Master." He said with a now deep gruff voice.

The figure put on the ring on his slender blood covered index finger. The ring released a chilling exasperated sigh and the white illumination trapped in the ruby red jewel moved in a circular motion. "Clean up this mess," he was referring to the bodies of countless initiated Chief priests laying on the blood-swamped concrete ground.

The priest who was now a snow coloured monster roared, displaying his gorilla shaped teeth and the dead bodies began to rise.

The figure smiled and began to walk away from the mess around. Some horned creature scampered on the body of skyscrapers watching the frame take off the bloody hoodie leaving only a white polo with blood tainting the collar.

Time passed fast. A silhouette cast against the fogged glass door of the shower tub. Hot water dropped against a brown skin and maroon eyes with white shadow cast upon it stared at the paper white walls of his bathroom.

A tattoo of a three headed beast with four eyes and a clown mask was plastered on the back of his brown skin and the metal long earring pierced into the lobe of one of his ears jiggled as he reached out to turn off the water showering down.

A tattooed hand filled with foreign ink scriptures used its slender fingers with a black ring around its index to switch off the shower. Blood ran down the drain, and his inked body filled with black and red ink of a ghostly frame shrieking in pain flexed, muscles as well as ink highlighting with the action.

The man stepped out of the shower and licked his peach-pale blue lips with his slim tongue pierced with a metal ball. As his legs touched the bathroom ground the room changed, the bathroom shifting to an unknown destination and a new room suddenly appearing before him.

He was now all of a sudden in a billowy black hoodie, ripped jeans and was standing in a cold room with an ash wall and a hellish brimstone design on it, a custom made shelf with detailed jade coloured designer snake trying to swallow its own tail and different alcohol on it.

A fireplace pursuing the coldness in the room, and three leather couches aligned near each other. "Lucifer." The young man called out, and like a commander a light appeared in the middle of the room.

In the middle of the room a light took the shape of a female humanoid appeared, staring at the young man that had taken a seat. "Master Ruen." The female humanoid said with a digitized voice.

The young man- Ruen touched another light shaped like a tablet, with an index finger bringing it up to his face, scanning his different game catalog.

"Lucifer, what's my schedule for today?" Ruen asked, turning to the female humanoid.

"Master Ruen has planned today- Play APEX new game, Play APEX new game and Play APEX new game."

Ruen arched one midnight blue perfectly carved eyebrow at the AI's reply. "Well don't I have an interesting schedule," then added. "What else?"

"Yes, Dean Archibald beeped you, he said, and I quote; Ruen Monroe you missed yet another school trip, as you've missed the last two ones, unless you plan not to graduate 100level I suggest you try not to miss this trip." He also said thank you for your contribution to the university's shrine."

Ruen furrowed his midnight blue eyebrows. "What?" He chuckled. "School trip? With those Muppet babies?" He was referring to his coursemates (classmates). "The world is in shambles and yet there are still those who can afford university."

Yes, the world was in ruins after the cataclysm but humanity had managed to build four Rogue houses in the four continents all over the world with the help of their deity, entity, or existence. The Rogue house that Ruen existed in was- Rogue house 002 in the Sun continent, this Rogue house was firmly controlled by the all-seeing-eyes Whispers and of course the minor divinities (deities) under Whispers.

Ruen stood up and tsked. "School." Then huffed.