Chapter 4 - Merged (1/2)

Time seemed to have stopped as Theoric was released from the pain of life, unfettered and unchained he soared away into the unknown ready for it all to be over.

A pure light descended from the darkness calling him back, but he didn't wish to return, he always hated living, it was always so painful, even when he was happily enjoying himself, in the back of his head all he could think about is what's the point, none of it matters in the end.

The light feeling his misgiving's seemed to panic as it erratically flashed trying to find a reason for him to come back.

The Acanti's soul couldn't survive in his body and needed to merge with his soul, but if he didn't want to come back it would be trapped in the body it already started healing.

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Gaea watched as the purest soul shot out from the beyond and made its way into her territory, all gods who could see beyond themselves noticed it.

A soul so pure and free of any sin, the whitest brightest light they have ever seen before, not to mention the size of the soul was enormous as well.

Many Gods wanted to act to take it for their own, but Gaea having never experienced such a sight through her many years took action when it came to Asgard within her territory.

She used her vast powers to repel the other gods from entering, while they did care, they didn't care enough to go to war for it, especially against one as powerful as Gaea.

Gaea followed the soul when she noticed it was on a mission, her eyes widened in horror when she saw it jump into a dead body trying to merge with it.

She couldn't understand what its purpose was, why would it do such a crazy thing. Teleporting over she looked sadly upon the soul as it struggled to fix what was already so broken.

Gaea- ”I'm sorry little one, but you should leave it, that body is already gone.”

The soul didn't listen as it tried to search through the body's memories for something to win him back.

Theoric saw the light flash brightly as it sent a memory to him one that made his very soul shed tears, it was about his future wife Sigyn and how much he loved her.

The light seeing it had some effect used its vast knowledge to search for this woman and then transferred everything it knew about her to him.

Theoric was no longer crying, he was boiling in rage watching Loki that lying evil bastard ruining his lovely fiance and learning that he was the reason for his death so Loki could use his image as an illusion to trap her into a living hell as Loki's wife, using and abusing her, forcing her to suffer for him.