Dorian
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- Posted: Tue, 06 Nov 2012 15:34:25 +0000
-Malevolence-
~~Aphelion Shradia~~
I have walked the rings of Hell..
I have witnessed the burning skies and river of pain within Acheron, the screams of the souls, beckoning for a way out, yet there is none.
I have seen the spears sharpened and pikes lined up, awaiting victims in Gehenna, where chains bind and dig into the flesh of the guilty, rending them asunder and splitting their bones.
I have traveled through Dis, the city of sorrows, and seen the fallen angels that glare upon the lost, the desolate and wicked; those who tempt and prey upon the weak.
I have with my arms and legs, climbed the mountains of Erebus, where darkness stretches beyond, and those who get lost within it, are condemned form the light, evermore, helpless and abandoned.
I have bore sight upon Abaddon, the realm of the pit, where those whose sins cannot be redeemed, are cast into the mouth of a bottomless chasm, screaming as they lose hold of everything they once held dear.
I have seen things, not of this world; I have viewed the wrath that awaits the guilty, beyond salvation, beyond benediction. Yes.. I have walked the rings of Hell.. For I was born there.. It is my home..
Aphelion placed the feather into his pocket, keeping it safe… for now.. He approached Jasper once more, gazing upon her. She seemed so small, and uncertain to him. She was an angel, did she not know the origins of their dividing, the great conflict, the fall from grace, the original sin? Aphelion wondered just who had been raising this girl to make her so sheltered from these things.. He himself could probably teach her more about the enochian ancient times, than anyone else in the institute, or so he figured.
"Most people fear us hell born entities, consider us liars, monsters, things of ill repute.. And they are not wrong.. I'd kill a person if given cause to do so.. I revel in my pains, and enjoy such agony, upon mortal, or immortal alike.. Dead men tell no tales, but those who are alive, scream symphonies of shrieks and shrill whimpers of misery.. But I like you Jasper.. Even if you are a coward.. You'd make a good servant.. The kind of servant that would be useful to a master, doing day to day activities.. The kind of servant, a lord of hell wouldn't want to destroy, but keep around due to good necessity.. I think your the kind of girl, who would do what she was told.. I'll let you in on a little secret.. If.."
Instead of finishing that sentence, he opened his hand, clenching his fist until blood started to leak from his palm. He tore open his flesh with his nails, and drew blood.. The laceration quickly cauterized itself shut, due to the fire in Aphelion's veins, leaving small tiny scars.. The blood in his palm however, remained.. It was a black substance, with a slight tinge of red to it, it didn't look like human blood, nor did it have the same type of texture.. It was more like tar and ash, boiled up together.. This was the substance that was inside of Aphelion.. It was some sort of black bile..
"Open your hand, and take a drop of my blood, then place it in your mouth, swallow it.. Just one drop Jasper.. Then you'll know one of the truths about Hell.. I'll be able to tell you something.. Be a good girl Jasper, and do as your told.. Drink it.. You trust me, don't you?" He held open his hand to her, with the bile in it, oozing and bubbling.. So she could reach forward and take a drop of it, if she so choose to do so.