《GODFALL》21 Failure Isn't The End
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I bang against this black barrier. I roar, slice and pound against it. Damn it. Fuck! I grab my stomach and growl, Home.
I close my eyes and open to a bunch of Void Children, they quickly turn around. I smirk. They try to charge, I swing down into one's face. Another throws a spear, I catch it, spin the tip across another's neck. I stab and swing relentlessly. I roar and grab my stomach. They all pounce at me, blades, fire, even cold chills etch into me. I roar and claw into them. "Why won't he die!?" They keep trying, I snap and a black blade of wind cuts their throats. A man blubbers as I pull the blades out of me. I limp towards him, he stares at his friends. He turns to me,
"Please! I was just following orders!" I grab the guy's head and he yelps at the pressure. I get in his face and snarl, "You went after my family! Committing genocide! For that, you die!" I keep slamming him against the ground as he screams, until it's mush. I pant as the black winds keep my wounds from bleeding. They better be alive!
I limp inside and little demons jump. "I'm home!" They all stare, "Dad?!" I fall forward and the three catch me. "You guys got strong." I turn myself over to face them, "Even you, Kacy." She looks down at my chest, "Daddy?!" I smile, "I'll be fine, but I need y'all to run." She shakes her head and starts crying, "Kacy, we planned for this. Run." Her tears don't stop, "Boys." They nod and grab her. "No!" I manage to get myself up. "Daddy, no!" I limp to the back door and countless of them march down the streets, demons scream. I growl and look back to them. "I love you three so much. Take the tunnels, now go!" I smile as they hop down. Damn it. I sit at the table and patch myself up, two chairs left empty. My tears fall, Damn angels, you took her. Now you condemn my children. No angel or "god" is good. My screams come out as whimpers and roars, all while I burn my wounds shut.
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I stop my tears and stomp outside.
My stomach still screams pain as I face the army with other demons. "Ursa?! Thought you were dead!" Women with little demons in hand run past us, then a skinny guy, "They're almost here! Run!" I growl to the men beside me, "I'm a devil, I don't stay down for long." I walk, then run towards the army, "Kill them all!" They roar and scream as our children and mothers run. Black wind, come to me. I wave and the dark blade pops into my hand. I raise it and the malevolent gust explodes outward. The void children don't even stand a chance. Well, it is unfair for them. I snap and they get cut by the gusts. Try getting through me, assholes!
I blink and I'm a dark place. Red strobe lights slowly fade in and out. I raise my sword and slowly traverse white and black tile. What is this? Void leaps through the wall and stabs into my gut. So fast! I try to stab him, but he wraps his arm around my neck. "You killed family." "Because you're killing us by the thousands!" I try to stop him, but he just squeezes harder. "I got a special place for you, your own personal hell." I snap and he shouts at the pain. I break free and turn around, purple veined- Succubi shoot stingers into me.
I try to claw at them, but I just fall. He looks down at me, "You talk, but your bite means nothing." I spit, but it just dribbles down my mouth. He smiles and stomps on my head. "Take this monster away!" The succubi grab me- This is the only time I don't want women touching me. "You give the wraths a bad name." I'm a human, only difference, I got horns.
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I wake up, something's over my head, can't move my arms, legs. "Where did the children run to?" I gulp, I had to kill and torture to keep them alive, I hate that karma finally comes around.
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