33 CHAPTER 33: Eyes of the dark Goddess (2/2)

On the other, back on Zeran's horrid case, he was still knelt on the ground, looking-like a lifeless mannequin, since he was still traumatized over the destruction of the whole village thanks to his gullible self. Though, his eyes looked unstable that were seeped in deep shock. The whole place was burned down to ash and the soil was decayed of life. There were corpses of the dead natives scattered everywhere. The whole village was in ruins and the stained blood had dried up. The sky was brimmed in the rising dawn. Though, only Zeran and the plush doll were the only ones who were able to see the light of the day. The Ru plush doll was trying to comfort him with its cuddly arms yet, he was frozen in his own isolation, cracking up confusions in his own mind,

(”How can I let this happen?”)

(”Am I still truly a hero?”)

(”Was the thing I did even heroic?”)

(”Ange...why are you doing this?”).

Though, through some fragment of hope, the elder tried to reach out and speak to Zeran by the distance, even though the elder was stabbed very severely in his stomach. Zeran went to him immediately and held the elder's hands, trying to reach some kind of miracle. Then, Zeran asks with a sorrowful tone, as if he was about to cry,

”Elder?”.

Thankfully, the elder responds but, his voice was very weak,

”Traveler...we aren't mad at you...rather we all knew this would come sooner or later...”

”I guess this is also due to ourselves...since we were still worshiping the old path...”

”That must've made the light Goddess angry...”

”But I'll just say this for your sake...”

”The world can't live without the darkness...nor light...”.

As soon as, the elder let out his final words to Zeran. The elder fell unconscious and died since, there was no underlying hope left for his severed self. Zeran exhaled deeply and closed the elder's eyes to bid respect upon passing on to the other side. Though, Zeran's eyes weren't filled with agony or sadness but, he was filled by the emptiness of the void, since he doesn't know what path he should take. The plush doll brought out assorted flowers and placed it around the villagers and the destroyed village itself to bid its respect for the dead. He looked at the Ru plush doll with his lifeless eyes. The Ru plush doll noticed him and kinda expressed to him through the use of gestures that he should follow her. He didn't respond but, he just nodded like a lifeless zombie. The Ru plush doll walked outside the village and into the forest. Zeran was still following it or her but his mind was wandering on a blank state,

(”I don't know where I'm going but, I'll just follow this plush doll...or Ru...”)

(”Wherever she goes...”).

They were almost outside the other side of the forest. Suddenly, a jaguar with it's face protruding out its own interior skull pounced at them. Though, Zeran just took it out like it was nothing, even though he didn't wear his golden claw. There were more menacing monsters yet, Zeran just got rid of them fast, while he wasn't wearing any sign of emotion, such as he was a dangerous empty shell. Soon, they came upon Ru's humble home back at the caverns. The Ru plush doll, stood in front of the door and it was trying invite Zeran through it's adorable gesture. Zeran's empty self was filled by a pinch of hope, although he was still devoid of happiness in his thoughts,

(”Ru's still letting me in huh...?”).

He opened the door and his dead eyes witnessed that the place was even better than ever before. There were violet and white mystical modern lights above, illuminating the place into a mysterious atmosphere. The long sofa-bed was riddened in the combination of black and lavanders since those were her signature colors. There were some purple butterflies fluttering around the place, glistening like amethyst gemstones. It seemed the whole place was more spacious than ever before. There were some modern and strange appliances that looked very effeminate. Lastly, some minor decorations and a painting of a glistening butterflies were hanged upon the wall. The doll entered and pointed him the door to her bedroom. He opened it. Soon after, the doll invited him sleep on her round lavander bed that was complemented by a hint of deep black. Zeran's frozen shell had suddenly cracked and his very emotions were back immediately, turning him to express a face of regrets. He pounced on the bed and he hugged the Ru plush doll, such as she was the real dark Goddess Ru. His face was mixed in the blend of sorrow and guilt, while he was crying and calling unto the dark Goddess's name,

”Ru...I'm very sorry...”

”Ru...”

”Ru...”

”Ru...”.

In another divine place, Angehime's sanctuary specifically, Nassus entered and he sat at the chair, since he was having a meeting with Ange. The place was still looking ever holistic, despite the unforgiving actions of the revered owner. The area was still white with a hint of golden decorations. There were golden butterflies around the place. A little while later, Ange says with a complacent look,

”So how's my world and sanctuary?”.

Nassus replies,

”It's very exquisite Goddess Ange...”.

Ange held her hands, as she let out her next words filled with deep concern,

”What about Ru? I hope you are complying with our agreement...”.

Nassus responds straight,

”Yes...I am not taking her chastity...but I still let her feel physical pain in many other ways...”.

There was a long cold silence in the air, Ange closed her eyes and sighed. Soon upon, she opened her golden eyes and said her direct words filled with deep seriousness, that was very alarming to hear,

”I see...but soon you'll be able to take her if you fullfilled my very ideals through the end...also...”

”I'm here to discuss something about...that Priestess Fae here...”.

Goddess Ira was at the other chair but, her presence was concealed and Nassus wasn't noticing her very form. As if, she was watching from behind the scenes without anyone noticing. Though, Ange noticed her, since they were having an agreement aswell. Goddess Ira crossed her legs and says to herself with an interested look that was filled with menacing intent,

(”About my daughter Fae huh...I wonder...”)

(”Though, I don't care about her that much...since that daughter of mine is just a nuisance to my entertainment...”)

(”Hmmmm...so Nassus still wanted to save me huh?”)

(”He thinks...that I'm suffering...but in all honesty...”)

(”I'm LOVING this despair thing...spreading chaos and living in it...it's such a wonderful bliss...especially if carnal lust is mix in it...”)

(”Maybe I should let him taste another glimpse of despair...”)

(”By utilizing that other hero...”)

(”Hmmm...Zeran Noah Aether was it?”)

(”Toying around a light Goddess and playing with the heroes is so much fun...”)

(”I NEVER KNEW CREATING DISTORTIONS FELT SO GOOD!”) .