Chapter 45: Accident

Deep within the depths of the infinite Abyss of nightmares and death, stood a small sphere, within this sphere, stood the souls of six people. Each family member of the Grimspeakers, with exception of the youngest and still alive brother, Mokzaxirrathan Grimspeaker- The new addition to HIS collection, Tallilnil Grimspeaker, stood before her mother Gimdegatheghil and father Thonemmevaen, or Gimd and Thon for short, who were hugging her while crying just a little bit. "Ah, dear, I'm so sorry you ended up here!" They've been here for so long that they don't even know if time exists in this place, however, recently they were forced to watch their two children as they went through life without them.

Mokzaxirrathan started to act recklessly and almost self-destructive in a way, sleeping with whoever caught his eyes and leaving right after, he was visibly grumpy and not happy most of the time, always talking to himself as if he was driven insane, and not only did he hunt members of the Cult of Tiamat after she took over, but also continued to kill dragons to honor his fallen family- Until he was captured by the White Dragon Knight and his dragon, also known as Askarbek Kurbanov, the Cold One, who rode on Zhyrgal, The Frostbite.

They couldn't do anything as Tallilnil grew to be a cold woman, ruthless by nature and always striking first and asking question later- She was so different from the little girl they knew her to be, she was gentle and caring, but now ruthless and mad, when she had to force herself to cut and kill a creature, now she bathed in the blood of dragons and men alike. It was something they never thought would happen- Their two children, youngest son and youngest daughter, who lost themselves to the pain and misery of losing their family, each becoming something different from what they were once before.

But then, Mokzaxirrathan was saved by another dragon, this one they knew to be Yggdrasil- But why did he keep a humanoid form was a mystery they did not know, but the man saved their kid and healed him, helped him, so of course Mokza got interested in him and- Oh wow, Gimdegatheghil Grimspeaker was rather proud of her son, finding such a great catch was rare after all, powerful and gentle, and he had a whole forest for himself! And he was adorable as well, very cute, it reminded her of the little toy she had gotten for Mokzaxirrathan... A small, little Banbaro, or as he liked to call it, Deer-Dragon, which wasn't exactly right.

Time was a mess- At one moment they watched as Mokza fought a giant white dragon, and the next he was pressing his savior down to the ground, kissing him silly, which quickly changed- What? Tharizdun is the God of Evil, not the God of Peeping! He's not gonna show them how their son's sex life was going at the moment!

But then...

It came to the moment where he stood there, in the battlefield, looking down at the corpse of his sister- It was silent, and a pair of arms hugged him from behind as he wept, thunder echoing in the distance as a roar shook the heavens.

Then darkness took over, and they no longer could see their son anymore.

-Scene Cut-

Mokzaxirrathan stood there, surrounded by a barren land as his God had called him to his domain after he learned the truth. Standing before him was this massive black-furred deer, the deer had three eyes (left red, right blue, third green), its face was pure bone, and its antlers were white like snow. There were some small things dangling from said white bone-like antlers, such as wind chimes that moved alongside the invisible wind that blew around this empty place. Mokza's eyes caught the sight of the deer's open stomach, where its intestines dangled off of it, spilling blood and viscera everywhere! [Come closer...] The deer called.

Tendrils of blood and darkness surged from behind the deer's body, it's six paws steadly held the massive body of the deer as it slowly lowered itself until it qas lying down on the ground. Mokzaxirrathan hesitated for a moment before he walked over to the deer, who twisted its neck and turned their head upside-down, their jaw opened to the sky as a large forked tongue crawled out of its open mouth, like a tentacle it moved, striking the air. [You, chosen by me was, now you shall know- Know the answer to the question you never made.] Before he could react, the tongue impaled the back of his head, right where the spine meets the skull itself.

The togue bulged like a hoose releasing water, but instead of water, it released knowledge into Mokzaxirrathan's brain. "Wha..." He couldn't complete his question, he was pulled by the tongue into the mouth, where upon he saw thousands of maggots, all crawling around and hiding inside little holes in the flesh of the deer, it's black teeth and yellow blood poured down the throat, where Mokza fell into.

Just to wake up, covered in sweat, not knowing what happened. Coming into the room, Náttúrumaður was swept up his feet into the arms of a sweaty Mokzaxirrathan, who was panting hard at the deep and dark knowledge he received from his God. "Mokza, it's okay, we're gonna find them." He heard his beloved whisper in his ears, and it took him a second to realize, Náttúrumaður smelled like blood. He raised his head to stare at the large cut on his beloved's face, from the upper corner of his forehead into the throat, where a bandage kept the blood from flowing, it also glowed in a weak green light, Mokza took it all in as Náttúrumaður chugged another [Potion of Accelerated Healing] to close his wounds.

"What...?" His hands brushed over the cut, not believing it to be real, only to hear Nátt wincing and hissing in pain, he pulled his hand back and he stared at it- It was covered in blood. "I-" He stared up at Náttúrumaður, who smiled gently at him, whispering: "It's okay- you weren't waking up, and i could feel that you were really stressed, I tried getting to you but something stopped me- I tried waking you up and, well, it turns out you can negate magical healing- Who knew, right?" The smile on his beloved's lips was as sweet as always, but Mokza hated it, hated how it looked like he was hiding his pain and fear from him- He hurt him! And even though he didn't want to, it doesn't change the fact that he did hurt him!

"Dear- I'm so sorry, I-" His lips were met with the tender touch of his beloved's lips, shutting him up easily. "I forgive you already... Just make sure next time i enjoy it... This one wasn't fun." It maybe was a joke, or an attempt at lighting up the mood, but it made Mokzaxirrathan feel terrible.