98 Memoire Revelation 1 (1/2)

”The Greek word for ”return” is nostos. Algos means ”suffering.” So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.”

-Milan Kundera

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”Hey, Young Human Overlord.”

”Please do stop the random emblazonments, Patriarch Sir... You can just call me Jaiden... What is it?”

”Ahahahaha, right Jaiden. One question... Why are you humans, the said most special creations, sent to that sudden decree? The warfare of Fates was it? That gamble that will decide if your entities will either continue striving or will be obliterated from the face of the second realm. It has always been a mystery for me, ever since the deities announced your coming. ” Asked the Patriarch, choosing to ignore the mess in the background and the dragonish glare of the summoned infamous avian, for a minute.

”Are you planning on making this a Q and A portion? Because that right there is indeed one question, but a type that requires a very distinct and yet, lengthy answer.”

”Oy oy... Certainly no. I just find it rather intriguing.”

”Hmmm. To the summary... As much as I know, the Deities themselves can't afford to waste another time with indecisive creations such as us. And, to spell the progress of this tragic story and the amaranth looping of our stupidity, emerged this unscrupulous killing game.”

”Misanthrope now aren't we?” Hearkening Jaiden calling his own race by a bold language, the Patriarch sarcastically smiles.

”No.” Answered the Herrscher, not taking heed the pain of being in that state, with, of course, the little help from Azazel's music.

”Now, I'm quite curious about the anatomy of your world's system, which made all of you that much of a burden to carry... But, there's no time for severing curiosity... at least not this time. ” Assedthe Patriarch, while looking once again at the dragon Gomorrah above him whose monstrous head is poking out from the magical circle, summoned by the very Seven Ancient Necromancers...

”Come to think of, I can't dodge any attack from this angle, right?”

”I'm glad you realized... Now, Gomorrah,”

The young Herrscher, raised his hand, claiming full control over the Legendary Gomorrah, from the hands of the seven ancient necromancers themselves...

And in Jaiden's charisma, and this strong and visible dark pressure emanating from him, the creature begets his main source of power converting it to become his, for the time being, to fulfill a request from his Emperor.

”GWAAAAAAAAAARHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” The dragon roared shaking the entire place up, while the coliseum begins to fall apart, bit by bit... And then in its mouth, sharp teeth of about a few hundred and a slithery tongue which looks like a worm with another disgusting-looking mouth grotesquely presented itself. And from it, a slowly expanding blood-colored compressed energy from Jaiden's charisma, alone... is slowly being catalyzed, to amass destruction.

”There's no way, I'm dying in this little spar. NOW, TO HELL WITH IT!” The patriarch exclaimed rather looking ecstatic that he gets a rare opportunity to fend off an attack from such a beast. He then placed the cube-shaped memoir, his only assurance to victory, in one of his tight pockets and starts to extend his arm and legs, getting ready for a full-time and point-blank impact, planning to face it head-on without vain plans to evade.

”Release...” Proclaimed Jaiden calmly, instructing the same dragon to unleash all of the gathered dark energy...

The Seven Ancient Necromancers, encircling the dragon themselves begins to blow their held bone trumpets even more, while Gomorrah was a hundred-percent ready to follow the given instruction of letting it all out.

”GWAAAAAAARRHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” it roared, which preceded a clamorous inferno of black flames, which fastly begins to ooze out from the mouth of the very summon... And the patriarch, looking like a masochistic Nimrod who's willing to take it all, took a step back and extended his palms right in front of him, as if he's gonna single-handedly defend himself with antediluvian Karate, which is, of course, seemingly-absurd.