《Evolved: The Apocalypse of White Light》Chapter 2: The Dark Light
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Chapter 2
Dozens of white light surrounded him. He felt disorientated and his vision was hazy, was he dead? it was on the questions that lingered on his mind as his brain unscrambled itself from confusion. Trying to gather information by using his eyes wasn't quiet possible just yet. He tried using his ears and he can only hear a faint buzzing sound surrounding him. It's not quiet the same sound as buzzing but it was similar to it, he just can't put a finger on it. He tried getting up and immediately pain devoured his broken body like a hungry predator relishing in his suffering of his prey. Instead of screaming from the pain he instinctively bit his lip as to not make a sound. A small stream of blood trickled from his cut lip to his mouth and he could taste the rancid metallic taste of the fluid.
Lemrod finally regained his eyesight and immediately wish he hadn't. Surrounding him was twenty white lights. The odd thing was instead of attacking him they were attacking each other instead. Bumping into each other while vibrating it was spectacular sight almost enchanting if not for the fact that he knew he was going to loose his mind and become a mindless beast. Lemrod finally figuring out what was going after observing their stranger behaviour briefly. They were fighting over his body, ashamed they weren't girls he sighed disappointedly. Suddenly the white lights stopped vibrating and stopped as it frozen in mid air, a dark ominous presence made Lemrod shivered in fear. The area was then covered in darkness and the white lights was simply absorb and disappeared briefly. Lemrod looked around the white entities had vanish and the dreadful feeling he got earlier has not disappeared. In fact the dark pressure it was exerting only doubled.
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His breathing was laboured as he struggled to extract oxygen from the atmosphere. Suddenly out of the corner of his eye he spotted a dark luminescent light that advanced towards him while hovering. It had a peculiar glow unlike the white lights who skittered and vibrated while producing an intense white light. This dark ball however was simply covered in strange aura that doubled the gravity around it.
"What are you?" asked Lemrod his voice shaking from fear obviously affected by this mysterious dark ball of energy who seemed to have great powers that even the white lights cowered and froze because of his dominating presence.
The entity stopped in its tracks as if it was processing the words that were said by the human. Lemrod did not expect this action and thought it was just surprise at his voice yet he wondered if this strange entities that invaded his world and cause the "Apocalypse" to happen are capable of understanding human speech or even had any intelligence ingrained in their being and not just mindless viruses that attach themselves to creature and cause the "evolution" to happen because it was its basic instinct.
"I don't know" the dark ball of light responded. His voice ancient, cold and foreboding. Lemrod gasped at the sudden development, he had no idea that they were capable of human speech let alone to have any intelligence. Seeing as the human had nothing to say since he was in a state of shock he continued to move forward towards him. Before Lemrod could react he was engulfed in darkness and he could feel the dark entity trying to become one with him at a cellular level breaking down his human cell for the evolution to occur no doubt. The dark entity tore through his conscience entering his mind and absorbing it but Lemrod was not about to go down without a fight. Even though it felt like his soul was being burnt alive from the inside still he held on his sanity selfishly, he wasn't going to make it easy for this alien to take over his body. This was his.
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Memories of the past began to resurface from the depths of Lemrod's soul. He remembered a time where he was being bullied by a group of 14 year old when he was 10. They laughed as they proceed to pummel him with their fist and proceed to kick him with their feet. His face and body were heavily bruised and he did not know why they were inflicting this kind of pain on him, he knew for certain he did not do anything wrong yet the world mocked him for being powerless and weak. Helpless and afraid he cursed his faith and lost consciousness. When he woke up the 14 year old kids who bullied him were on the floor were unconscious, pools of blood gathered around them. Their faces unrecognisable, their nose flattened, their teeth was just gone scattered all over the concrete floor. Scratched marks that cut deep into their flesh were littered around their bodies. Normally any child would have been scared and shock at what happened but Lemrod who was 10 at the time simply laugh evilly, his hands covered in blood. His eyes showed that he relished in carnage and slaughter.
Lemrod cried out in pain the pain of being devoured by the dark ball of light was too intense for him to handle mentally alone. The sudden elation of pain distracted him from his forgotten memories. Everything hurts and old memories keep haunting him, wearing him down mentally. His strength and consciousness slowly faded and his soul was fully devoured by the dark being leaving not even a shred of his essence left. The dark entity has successfully erased the humans existence and can now change his body to suit its needs and accommodate his growing powers.
Without warning from inside of the dark ball of light a hand tore through its flesh tearing his body from the inside out. Before it realised what was going on his alien flesh cracked and scattered before his existence was wiped out he caught glimpse of the being the wiped him from the face of the earth. The entity shivered at the sight that revealed to him, a being made out of nothing but shadow and darkness. It was the human he devoured, although it had the same appearance it was not the human. In fact the dark ball of light wasn't sure if this creature was human at all, his eyes glowed red and his body did not show human flesh, instead darkness covered his very being. It smiled menacingly before picking up at the black core that the monster had left and ate it hungrily. The creature covered in darkness then proceed to laugh in a high pitched voice. Lemrod's body suddenly returned to normal the shadow that wrapped around him dissipated not even leaving a trace of it once being there.
The inhuman shrieked/laughter was heard even in the destroyed city of Denjor. The evolved monsters were stricken with fear and was paralysed on the spot and collapse.
Not dead only unconscious.
Unknown to Lemrod his body was going through evolution and not just his body even his soul is going through the evolutionary process.
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