Holy Palace of the Wise

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Blake dissapeared to prepare dinner leaving Phoenix alone with Gremelous. Gremelous look at the girl with suprising charm laced upon his face, My dear, why do I not frighten you...?

 

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Gremelous chuckled to himself. Ahahah, my dear, my looks are disgusting in my eyes...i look like i am half asleep and half deathly ill! No, have you not heard of my name before? When I lived, i was one of the most terrifying cerial killers in history!

 

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

A meal seemed to apperate apon the table. Gremelous took no time to wait as he hastely dug in, eating as much as he could. My dear, he said through mouthfuls, you are either really brave, or really stupid.

 

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Gremelous merely chuckled at her words, Hahahah, my dear, he said as he picked up an apple, his eyes turning blood red, If there is one thing that I have learned, it is that death follows us everywhere. Our Lord Seraphiel has proved that. He does not wish for death, but he still acknowledges it. Think of it this way, death plagued the human race to the point of near extinction. They all thought that when they died, they would go to Heaven or Hell...but in both places, they thought that eternal life would be granted...well, that obviously is not true...You see, souls are delicate, more sturdy than bodies in the physical world, but more delicate in the spiritual world. Each soul has a soul core, and if ripped out and then shattered, the soul would simply fade from existance...This battle we are having with corruption, is another example of death existing when it should not...no matter what you do, even if you do not fight, death will continue on...it is an impossible curse plagued apon us all... He bit into his apple, the crunch seemed to send chills down ones spine...

 

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

The moment in which Phoenix blinked, Gremelous dissapeared. Whisping into a smokey shadow, which was gone by the time Phoenix looked again. At this time, The Shadow came up behind her, like a black whispy fog once more, and gremelous materialized out of it, gracefuly setting his face by hers, taking his hands and gently lifting up two locks of her hair. My dear, your hair is so beautiful. It is so much like Lord Seraphiel's! Yet...not in so many ways...but it is so well kept! He had a charming appeal to his voice but it also had some scratch in it, almost bone chilling...  

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Deciding it was time to test the little angel, Gremelous sat up on the table, picking up a knife and sliding it across his fingers, You know, he said, I used to kill women...specificaly women with beautiful hair...I loved the feeling of it, i would keep it...Make blankets out of it... He stared at her manevolently while contemplating her reaction...

 

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

He looked at her with an evil smile, then, getting up with a stern look he started to walk towards a wall, My dear, it seems I am needed upon the battle grounds, he said as he walked into the wall, causing black smoke to absorb his body...