Chapter 8: Wide Awake, Yet Still Dreaming

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Rueben looked infront of him, Sara already grew taller and more feminine, she looked a lot more like a young teenager now. He look at her as sweat dripped from his face, he looked at his cane and turned it into sword mode and looked at himself, haggard, tears, sweat everywhere. As if he had gone through something hard just now.

He did. He fought the sudden urge to kill, holding himself back from killing an innocent, scared child.

He didn't even had the chance to observe the memory inside the screen because of the suddenness and unexpectedness of this. This was his first time fighting against himself, fighting against his instincts where he usually would let it control him. If he hadn't see what was wrong with him, he could've killed the child in his imagination, and that would've made him go mad in guilt.

You may not be able to relate but Hunters, anyone who has the God's Blood within them cannot differentiate between reality and imagination, that was why most of these people go mad, they would go through hallucinations, every single day, they could not trust even the people around them. They were haunted by the fact whether this person was real or just another hallucination or imagination, this was why most Hunter's worked by their own, which made the push everyone away from helping them. It ironically also made the "Beast" within them control them more faster because, sometimes, loneliness weakens a person's mind.

"Are you okay, mister?" Rueben looked up and saw the teenage Sara holding her hand towards him. He looked at the hand and swiped it away before standing up, he was about to use his handkerchief to wipe his face when he saw it filled with blood. He looked at it and threw it away and wiped the sweat off with his sleeves.

"Im okay. Let's go find the others."

Sara looked at him worriedly, she wanted him to rest first but she hid it after seeing his eyes, his eyes were slowly turning red, though it could not be seen right now, the color would be apparent in the future. 'I see.'

"Okay!" She replied with a cheerful voice, hoping that it would help Rueben a little.

Rueben gave her a smile and patted her head, to which she responded by pouting her lips and running away, "Im not a child anymore, mister!"

Rueben followed after her, leaving some of the fears and doubts in his heart behind. He looked back and saw the ghosts of the countless people that he had killed and his face paled, but he looked infront and followed after Sara. He knew that his sins wouldn't leave him, they would follow him until death. He had no other way but to move forward and wait for his death before drowning into the endless abyss. "I doubt I would be in the Eternal Dream, only poor souls could enter it, as for mine? It would suffer for eternity. Im wide awake, yet still dreaming after all."

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The Lady looked at the Crown sitting on the throne as well as the corpses of many monsters around her, Arshavin was beside the Crown as well as the maid. She took out a flask of oil and threw it unto the corpses of the monsters and burned them.

"That is taken care off."

The Crown looked at her and gave her a small yet tired smile, "Are you done? I cannot believe a Hunter like you is blatantly disrespecting the Crown, killing off their subjects."

The Lady only gave her a smile and said, "Welp, its time for me to get my wine, your highness."

The Lady aimed her rifle towards the Crown, much to Arshavin's surprise. He immediately stepped to the front and brandished his sword and aimed it towards her, his sword looked like a long knife with its thin and one edged blade, its hilt were long as well as its handle, a weapon clearly not from this continent.

The two looked at each other before a battle began once more."

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The white haired woman looked towards the direction where her God pointed as she held a small violet vial in her hand, she clenched it and took out some kind of syringe and injected herself with it, she injected herself through her right thigh. The purple liquid inside the vial entered her blood veins as well as the Blood Organ located within her thigh. She collapsed and held the cold marble rails and let out grunt, shivering as the liquid spread throughout her body.

It took a couple of minutes for her to stand up and dust herself off before looking at the direction where her God pointed and let out a small yet enchanting smile, her eyes glowing purple as she did so.

She stepped back and entered the room, she looked at the man chained in bdsm type of tools all around the bed, the man was blindfolded and a ball like object was placed shut in his mouth as it was tied with a belt. He was naked as well as his erection sprung up, quite a large size too.

She gave a sadistic smile to the man and as if the man saw her, he shivered and saliva started falling down from his mouth. She licked her lips and softly took off her white robe and garbs, leaving only an erotic dress with large slits on the side as well as stockings. Her large breasts bounced as she did so, she grabbed a whip and whipped it towards the man, earning her a moan.

She let out a laugh as she grabbed the man's hair and pulled it, she then said in an obsessive tone, "Oh my dear Holiness. Proposing to me even when you know that I belong to the Crimson Moon? Do you intend to steal me away from MY Crimson Moon?"

Her face suddenly became cold and emotionless, she gritted her teeth and slapped the Pope of the Church and kicked his balls three times, she then grabbed his massive girth and gently twisted it to the side, even spinning it around, "How dare you?"

"HOW DARE YOU!?!"

She clenched her hand, making the biggus dickus of the pope hurt like hell but it only made him climax into cumming out ropes upon ropes of his fluid unto her soft pale white legs, she looked at her legs and punched the Pope on the face three times, she was mad, "Wow. Did I say you could climax? Are you disobeying me now?"

She took off his blindfold and slapped the man with her hand filled with his fluids, it spread across his cheeks, she took off the ball like mouth shutter, placed her hand into his mouth and said, "Swallow it, lick it, I don't care. You better try and find a way to get your disgusting fluids off my hand and legs right this instant. My body only serves the Crimson Moon, I will never let any other fluids touch me except the Crimson Moon….. Lick it off, now." She commanded and the pope started licking, tears of both pain and pleasure started raining down from his eyes.

After he was down, the woman placed her leg infront of his mouth as he started licking, the woman only looked at him in disgust and coldness as she waited for him to clean up his own mess. It took the man awhile to clean up the whole thing off her legs and after finishing, he was rewarded with a feet on his face and the other on his length.

She looked down on him from above as she heard the Holy Knights, priests, nuns outside panic, shouting as they desperately tried to find the Pope that went missing. She looked at the man infront of her in disgust and said, "I think its time for the position of the Pope to change, don't you agree?"

She took out a stick and grabbed his length before putting it inside in a not so gentle manner, the pope screamed but as his mouth was covered by her bare butt, the screams weren't heard by anyone. The sexual torture and bdsm went for 3 whole weeks before the woman got out of her room, fully dressed and schemed on how to become the new Pope without raising any suspicion from the Elders.

She looked at the sky as she felt a gaze upon her and smiled gently like a maiden in love, "Yes, My Crimson Moon. Their words don't matter, at, all." She began walking towards the throne room as red hands started appearing on her back, her face became twisted and nonhumanlike as she grew taller and more monstrous, a nun saw her transformation and tried to run away yet she was caught and made into on of the first sacrifices, "Do not worry, my precious nun. You will return to the Crimson Moon's embrace soon."

She let out a twisted laugh and wreaked havoc upon the church. Her God has pointed her the way to salvation, and she would follow his command like a sheep follows its shepherd