《Caligo Tenebris》Chapter 10 - Ester
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Chapter 10
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Ester
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I stand there looking at her, what i had assumed from what my broken toys said was correct... She is an elf, and from what i understand i am worshiped mostly by elves. Knowing that elves always have been my favorite species of humanoid i can't help but think this isn't a coincidence.
I lift her up then slowly lay her on the grassy ground. She is no older than 10 years old and have blue eyes and blond hairs so she can basically be either an high elf or a wood elf. A good example of elven beauty/cuteness... As long as she is passed out she wont be of any use so i instead turn my attention toward the slaver's body.
I gather their gold and valuables, then take the mage woman brown cloak. I put it on me and to make it more durable i infuse it with my mana, after which the cloak turned black conveniently enough... I also needed a pair of gloves or gauntlets and the 'demon lord wannabe' gauntlet seemed perfect to my taste.
So here i am wearing a black cloak hiding my body and a pair of menacing looking gauntlet to simulate a pair of hands. Thinking back on them calling me 'God of death'.... I can't help but realize that i definitively look like the 'Grim Reaper' or like a Nazgül from Lord of the ring... Truly a terrifying look i have.
Lost in thought i'm wondering how did they immediately knew who i was, my name.. and my black mana?... I am totally confused and at this point i am thinking that everything must be Lucifer's fault... But wouldn't that be to easy of a explanation?!
I then turn my attention back toward the little elf girl. She is so dirty/bloody that i can't take a good look at her, she is swollen beyond recognition anyway... I then trust a mana spear in the soft ground then expand the tip. Doing so create a small crater, then i repeat until i have a decent size hole.
I then start generating heat in the crater melting the rock/dirt in the crater creating a red glowing bowl. I then wait until it cool down and by doing this i have vitrified the bottom of the crater. I have done this to avoid the water to mix with the earth and turn to mud.
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I then create mana bowls to scoop water from a nearby pond then seal it in a sphere to avoid any spill. I levitate these spheres in a chain bringing water slowly filling the crater. You probably understood by now, i am making a bath.
Once the bath is filled i then heat the water until i see the water starting to create vapor. Since i can't 'feel' how hot the water is i wait until i judge safe then turn my attention back to the little girl again. With condensed mana and 'mana movement' i lift her, slowly remove her small dress that almost look like a night dress.
I then remove her pantie and that's it... That's all she had on her... I then slowly drop her in the water and with mana movement in the water i process in cleaning her thoroughly. When the time to clean her face finally arrive the water suddenly touching her face seemed to wake her up.
She took a few minute to look around and realize she was in a make shift bath being washed by invisible hands, then saw the cadavers pilled up nearby and me standing beside her. A tall figure hidden by a black cloak looking at her with 2 glowing red eyes.
To my amazement she didn't seem to do anything... She let me finish cleaning her then to easy her worries i decide to speak with her.
'Since they think i'm their God, may as well play the game.' (Michael)
{How are you my child?} (Michael)
Twitch* [...]
She looked at me and tilted her head.
[...]
{I have killed these people, you are now free. But i have important questions to ask you first.} (Michael)
[...]
{Can you hear me?} (Michael)
[...]
{I saw your ears twitch the first time i spoke to you, i know you can hear me SPEAK!} (Michael)
Twitch* [...]
{Could you be... Mute??} (Michael)
[...]
{YOU CAN AT LEAST FUCKING NOD!} (Michael)
Twitch* [...]
'SIGhhhhhh!!! Maybe i shouldn't have killed those two... Don't tell me i need to fucking tame her first ?' (Michael)
I then look at her... She look at me...
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{Nod for yes, shake your head for no...} (Michael)
{Can you hear me? Easy question isn't it?} (Michael)
[...]
Slap*
After slapping her with my iron gauntlets she look at me her eyes watering up.
{Can you hear me?} (Michael)
[...]
Slap*
This time she look at me with menacing eyes.
Slap* Slap*
[...]
{Can you hear me?} (Michael)
She slightly hesitate then slowly nod*
{Good girl, there's a treat!} (Michael)
I then give her a piece of beef jerky looted from the slavers. She quickly grab it and much on it as if no tomorrow. The water looking a little cold i warm it up a bit.
{Now, are you mute? Can you use telepathy?} (Michael)
[...]
As i lift my hand to slap her she quickly start shaking her head so i stop.
{Good girl.} (Michael) I say while patting her head.
{Now, since you can hear me, and speak, if you don't start answering my next questions i may decide to put you in that pile out there with the other corpses.} (Michael)
While i say this i lower the hood hiding my head revealing my 'Black head' causing her to tremble in fear. I trow her some towels so she can dry herself while i am in the process of drying her clothes that i was washing with 'mana manipulation' while we were speaking.
I create just enough heat to dry them without burning, she then get out of the improvised bath getting closer to me.
“Are you him?” (Elf girl)
{It depend how this 'him' is.} (Michael)
“God?” (Elf girl)
'Awwww i don't know why but it feel so good to be called that! Almost pants jizing level !' (Michael)
HurmmuMmrr* Cleaning throat noise.*
{I am Michael, if you worship me then yes, i am your God.} (Michael)
She then quickly trow herself naked on the ground her head touching ground and start mumbling words i wasn't expecting to hear here...
“Celui qui contrôle la mort contrôle également la vie! Grand Dieu de par les cieux je te voue ma vie ainsi que les suivante en ton honneur et ta gloire! Je suis ta fidèle servante! ” (Girl elf)
{Let me guess... This is a godly language or something?} (Michael)
Nod* Nod* Nod*
'Sighhh alright now at least i know... Lucifer....He always loved everything French... What the fuck is he trying to do ?' (Michael)
{From where do your people know me?} (Michael)
[...] She looked at me with a complicated expression. Then said.
“Many many many years ago... Mama said all the oracles on earth announced your future arrival. ” (Girl elf)
{And what did they say about me ?} (Michael)
“The savior of our people, the 2nd God of the universe sent to bring justice to this world would come and put the world under his powerful justice.” (Girl elf)
{And what type of justice might that be?} (Michael)
She then shrug her shoulder to show she didn't know... Not surprising being this young, i was lucky that she at least knew this much...
“Mama said the great Arch-Devil Michael would save the elves from extinction.” (Elf girl)
'Hummm Interesting... So Lucifer knew i would naturally do this since elves are my favourite species and they are endangered in this world from what the slavers said... That and including the fact that he himself guided me toward here. He truly know me well... Next time i see him i need to confirm a few things.' (Michael)
{Hummm I may do exactly that... Now go lead me to your village!} (Michael)
She looked at me and her eyes started to water up. After a few sobs* she said.
“My village as been destroyed... Everyone killed or captured, me and papa and mama ran and managed to get away but when we met those slavers, papa tried to protect us, but the man killed him. They then.. sob*sob*sob* Did mean things to momy one after the other before killing her.. Wannnnnn!!!!!*” (Girl elf)
'Sighhh well.. Now i'm even happier to have killed them...' (Michael)
{I understand... From now on you are mine. You will call me master and obey.} (Michael)
Nod* nod* nod* sobsob*
'Well... that was easy... Matilda #2 !!!! No wait...' (Michael)
{What's your name?} (Michael)
“I..It's Ester...” (Ester)
{Good! Good! Ester ! Hahaha where are we going??!!!} (Michael)
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