Redemption

EPISODE 7

Law, a rule of nature and everything embodied in creation. It is all but a sway of words, however it’s depth and weight are far heavier than all. Law was the very first notion of existence, but it remains in the embers of nothingness beneath the eyes of its creation. All creation knows of its existence, yet none know it exists. It hides behind our doors, within our pockets, above our heads and even within our very being. However, we cannot see it, let alone use the vastness of its power. It may seem plausible to others or even menacing to a few afraid of the dark, but have you ever questioned the reason for your existence and how you came to be. Only Authors hold the key to this susceptible truth, because without their existence your questioning wouldn’t have a reason to exist.

Within the void…...

The past self sits in annoyance as he views the events occurring within the cube. He rises from his throne and waves his hand, fading the darkness away and leaves a clear sight of vast green pastures. He strolls around a bit with the bright cube hovering before him as the scenes of the fight with the dragon plays out slowly. He suddenly stops when he sees the dark figure rising from Micheal’s shadow and fumes in anger. The atmosphere glitches and his dark aura begins peeping out from his body like smoke. The view of the green pastures crack like that of a mirror’s and breaks back into the darkness. He places his palm on his face as the pressure around him heightens.

That idiot!!! He brought that psychopath back into the realms!!!

Present time……

Micheal’s pupils darken slowly as he draws his last breath. The dark figure flows like a thick fog and moves into the eyes, nostrils and mouth of Micheal right before he’s eaten whole by the dragon. The dragon let’s out a roar and takes a few steps forward in search for survivors to satisfy its hunger. It leaves out a sigh and spews out a fire blast towards the town to destroy it completely. On the occurrence of this mayhem, it stops within its movement and speaks.

Insects. You deserve to die as much as every other lowly creature that hurts the earth with its foul stench. Your only role is to live as livestock for us, yet you try to fight back. Weak!!!

As it tries to flap its wings to fly off, it stumbles and falls. The throat of the dragon begins to enlarge rapidly with it straining for an escape from the pain but has no way to. It attempts to blast up a flame, yet nothing comes out but only smoke and smacks its body at other buildings.

What is this!!! Roarghhhhhh!!! I can’t…...

Pop!!......

The throat of the dragon bursts leaving a rain of green blood all over. Its trachea is seen splattered across the dead body with the head torn apart. Micheal levitates from the thorn throat of the dragon with a restored body as the blood spews on him. A mark is seen on his forehead as his psychopathic laugh echoes throughout the town with him brushing his hair backwards gently.

See!!!! See!!!! I came back into the outside world, and there’s so much blood. So much carnage, so much suffering. This is what I had to wait out 2000 years for? Your dear future self has lived in torment just because he chose a little suffering but, this…. this is definitely what I live for. Micheal, oh my dear Micheal, my love for you is never ending and my heart bursts from excitement. How I wish you were here so I could rip out your heart to show how much I want…….to kill!!!! hahaha …...ha…. ha…...( laughing crazily like a lunatic)

The smile of the future-self fades of as he turns and sees the corpse of the dragon below him and looks at it with disgust. He descends down in a swift manner and approaches the corpse with a disgusted face. The future-self then opens his palm which exudes a dark cube that continues glitching every second.

Weak. Just weak. I thought I’d be having fun, but all i see is a reptile with no fangs. You die so easily as killing an ant with a step of a foot. All i feel towards you is revenge, yet i cannot satisfy it if you are that fragile. Oh,but there is one thing that i can do. “Law…. Endless resurrection”.

The flesh of the dragon reforms to its old self, repairing every tissue of the and restoring it back to its original form. The dragon roars back at the future self of Micheal with an extreme killing intent and blasts a flame burst at Micheal but is slapped away. The right side of Micheal is seen burnt with magma remains and each building a bit far from the blast dripping with magma. Micheal fades and appears right above the head of the dragon and crushes the head down into a pile of splattered meat.

This isn’t enough to let you die reptile. Again!!! Give me more!!! You fried up Micheal with your blast didn't you. Don't give up on me yet.

The dragon regenerates and is blasted away into bits from a flick of a finger. It regenerates again and takes steps back in fear. Micheal suddenly appears on its back and rips its wings out. He steps on its back causing a huge hole through it with the never-ending blood flooding the town.

Again, again, again, again, Hahahaha, again!!!!!

The blood of the dragon splutters from each flick and its roars turn into cries. It tries to run away but is regenerated again. It tries to move but dies without realizing and its body reforms again. The dragon begs in human speech, but its tongue gets cut off and its head rolling on the ground. This happens without a pause for 5 hours. A never-ending death and a limitless restoration become the greater fear of the dragon. It yearns for death as mercy, but death is too much to ask for. All it hears is the psychopathic laugh of the mortal before it, it’s menacing glare piercing through its soul. It stops moving and falls as its soul has lost a will for living and all that can be heard is a constant request for death. The disgust forms up on the face of Micheal as he sees the dragon’s will has been long lost and all that remains is a body without a host. Micheal releases the law and sits on the corpse of the dragon as he stares at the sky.

Why do I feel peace now? This isn’t my usual thinking. Was this what you wanted Micheal? Revenge? Or simply killing all those that come against you. I simply do not understand what you want to be in the future or what you want me to be.

The mark on the forehead of Micheal begins to fade away as the sun sets. Micheal’s future-self fades slowly back into his shadow as it leaves in restraint. It grasps the body of Micheal tightly and bares its psychopathic smile at him.

I will still be waiting in the bosom of darkness, Micheal. Come to me when you need the darkness, let us savor the taste of suffering once more!!!

The dark figure enters the shadow of Micheal as the mark on his forehead disappears. An army of foot soldiers, archers and horsemen approach the town and stand in awe at the 16-year-old sitting on the corpse of a dragon in an unconscious state with his body clothed in ashes.

Back to the real time…...

A set of soldiers take turns in guarding the cells of prisoners. The set for the night shift discusses about the recent happenings within the empire. Their hands tremble as they stand guard, not because of the prisoners they have dedicated their lives to restrict from the outside world but the being that lies in the deepest corners of the prisons.

Do you know the news of the boy who killed the dragon? I’ve been trembling all night Pamil. I have children, and a family. There is no way we would survive if that thing woke up and decides to retaliate.

You aren’t the only one in this. From the rumors, some say he’s a demon for slaying a dragon and others say he is our salvation. He looked like a monster. His body was clothed in ashes and his hair drenched in green blood. Ughhh shivers down my spine.

Your spine looks okay from where I see it Pamil. Ouch, why would you smack my head that hard.

You are way idiotic for someone who tends to the largest prison fortress. Well, there is only one thing we can do. Pray like your life depends on it, because if that beast opens its eyes there will be hell on earth.

The scene fades away to the deepest parts of the fortress where multiple chains are locked unto the wrists, ankles and neck of Micheal. The chains move slowly and strengthen as Micheal’s eyes slowly open. He raises his head to see himself in the middle of an arena-like space, and batons of soldiers surrounding the top floors. The archers ready their arrows to shoot and a man full of thick aura moves forward with a scroll and shouts.

On this day, we begin the judgement of the dragon slayer!!!

End of episode.