Shards and God

(As the devil's seed within bloomed he devoured all, pain, suffering, sin, and the curses of this world, his hunger and gluttony grew until the world was cleansed and humanity could be reborn.)

Red Chrysanthemums

Blossoming in this world of twilight.

A space divided by the two oppositions,

A constant struggle,

A constant fear of overtaking change.

Blossoms covering my eyes,

Shielding me,

Soothing me,

They've become undone,

And the storm has taken hold.

Wind howling, filling my ears with its powerful hums,

Spiriting me away to unknown lands,

A land beautiful,

A land untouched,

Undefiled by the touch of sin,

Uncorrupted by the putrid curses that had taken hold of my very own.

There's one being,

Standing tall,

Watching overall,

Spreading life and purity where it sees fit,

The creator of this worlds life,

Beautiful shape,

Grand as two opposing constellations,

Dividing both the twilight and the night sky,

Can it be this world's unending guardian?

It's very creator?

As the land is dying after unknown times past it... Sheds it's old and gets reborn, it all is, no matter how far gone or how withered it just returns again, shedding its death and returning to its original form of beauty and unstained youth. That's it, the world does not need to be cleansed, it needs to be guided to its rebirth, they will all be back, I'm sure of it.

"Are you ready for the truth now? The truth of the world, its vile curses, and your purpose in it? If so, let us begin".

"Show me what I need to know".

Cosmic, a spear of light, splitting the opposing constellations in two, severing the guardian from its other half.

The bright half fell around the world, creating a thick mantle, a mantle similar to an egg.

The dark half stretched across the wast space creating stars, lifeless planets, and cosmic bodies until it was thorn into seven individual pieces that took on a mind of their own turning back again to a world now blooming with life and all manner of creatures, man, ape, birds, fishes, carnivores, omnivores, and herbivores.

As the seven shards closed in on earth, pain, destruction, and tragedy ensued.

Like odd pieces of an unsolvable jigsaw puzzle they could not fit in this world, so they turned on each other and their perpetual bloodshed leaked into the world damning it with the curses of sin creating the unending cycle of suffering that bound itself to the human condition.

Creatures lived, and creatures died, same with forests and plants, they lived and they died, some never getting to fulfill their purpose, dying to never resurrect again, but the mantle of light had gifted the creatures alive with a shard of its previous power, the power to create new life.

It is all clear now... Oh so very clear.

"You know what you have to do right? Your very purpose?", yes I know.

"My purpose, I have to reassemble god and guide this world to its rebirth, bringing an end to this curse, I... I was born as a curse to end all curses. I'm not living to cleanse the world but to remake it in its original image to bring the ones deserving back". This churning, tightening then loosening up again, a realization, is it accepting my sinful existence?

"Well you know where to start" Warming, is it a smile? An embrace?

"Good luck little brother" Stream down my cheeks, the draining taste of salt hits my lips.

"See you on the other side Ruber..."This feeling, tightening, enveloping, isolating, no.

"See you"

"Wait..."

"Don't worry, I will guide you until I have to pay my part"

"I see, it's a promise then, I'm going to start, see you on the other side".

Flames wavering, disappearing leaving me alone in this floating realm where the only light shimmering through the holes of Deustarmer's shape, my creator, and these feelings, numbness and void, a hole in my very being that's filled with this cruel hunger.

"Father, may God forgive me for the things I must do to bring him back. I'm digging in".

Jet-black tendrils tearing through the rifts of this space, power, pain, pleasure, the hole in my being temporarily satiated. Right eye exploding with lights and incomprehensible colors, there's so much, beaming and filling me, reshaping me to hold this ancient force. The lights from the rifts come into shape, the shape of a holy place, back at last.

Straid, June, I saved them from being completely dragged in with me, they must have been overwhelmed by the experience... Where I go no one should follow, it is best this way, wake up later and try to return to your normal lives, and then one day you all will be reborn in a world free of sin, free of pain, free of curses, may the sunrise bring you acceptance.

"Goodbye"

My purpose, this hole, which consequences will it bring? Will the current me fade into the void? No, even if I fade away I must remain steadfast, humanity deserves a rebirth, nothing else really matters not even my life, if it is whats determined then I will let myself fade into that darkness for the sake of all that should be living, living in bliss, living tight, lovingly, laughing with their families, is this not the greatest joy, the greatest form of redemption for my existence, perhaps so where is that joy? That feeling? Nothing, only the knowledge of my purpose and this wanting, this gluttonous hunger carrying me on to the justified goal.

Step by step I retrace, back to that bridge, the bridge where I met them, those three strangers, have I gone mad? Mad like that cursed existence I hunted back then? I guess I'm more similar to them than I knew, something that should not exist, but I still got one big difference from them, my mad existence got a purpose, I am the tool to end the suffering, does it even make me feel better? I don't know. After I cross this bridge what will come to be? Again I don't know but it does not matter, this determination has taken hold, and I will carry it out no matter the cost... Wait, that humming, those sharp vibrations, *Ugh!* the right showing a vision, a vision of a mauled body, a shattered mind, and a hundred maddening reflections, another one of those huh? Let the souls be freed, and let the curses binding them sustain me, filling this void.

Is this how it is? To fade for a purpose?

(Thank you for the story Big brother, you have always been good at them. You know, it's you and me, it has always been you and me, and I don't ever want to live in a world without you. The egg needs to hatch and the seed must bloom for the rebirth.)