If Man stood before the god’s and had many questions… But was given the chance to only ask one.
What would you ask?
Alec was a nice and kind man born in 1935 to kind and caring parents who could barely afford to feed another child let a lot themselves… Out of spite they tried their best to feed and clothe the small young boy with whatever they could. Sadly before they knew it they had grown weak and weary while the boy grew older and stronger. By the time they knew it the boy had come of age and was off to find work but the only work… War. while he never stood out; he had ambition. A burning fire to take care of his parents who took care of him when they had nothing.. To come back and survive.
But Not everyone gets the wish they asked for, do they?
Alec stood motionless in the white room his senses felt… dull? Trying to run his fingers across his face, his body felt stiff like he could barely move a inch let alone touch his face.. Without a second thought a voice echoed through his head.
“Oh poor child of earth your Gods have forgotten bought the small let let an evil feaster in their war of nations… while I am not as strong as those i have stolen a single pure soul they drowned in evil… that is you. Iv given as much divine will as i could will barely run my small world…” a long pause filled the room before a small voice cracked thru again
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“Grow, Alec. Im…”
An ake began to grow… more like festering. My body felt itchy and warm but I still couldn't even move… What felt like hours became worse slowly working its way up my body. By the time it reached my head my legs felt like someone set them on fire. I wanted to scream out in pain… but nothing came out.
I don't know how long I've been staring into this white space but I came numb quickly to my legs feeling like they were on fire but once again it slowly boiled until I felt like my whole body was engulfed in flames… I don't know how many times I passed out or for how long it only feels like a second before I'm awake and writhing in pain… my voice still…
,,,after some time the burning began to stop i could still feel the warm sensation over my body… Did I get used to it again? Will it get worse?... wait wait time to start thinking while i have some time.
Slowly trying to move my arms i couldn't even move them a inch let alone try to sit down in this white space… wait what even is this place darting my eyes around the room it's completely white… and i've been here for what feels days and there hasn't even been a slight change in the light, where the light bulb or the walls for that matter..shutting my eyes i tried my best to remember anything before here…but last i could remember was stepping off the military truck to the border Tor, The deep Kingdom… After that it's a blur slowly opening my eyes… something was off the room changed… it was slightly darker now. Darting my eyes around once again to my surprise there was now a small light at the ceiling maybe about 15 ft up. The ceiling stretched about 30 ft both ways for what it seems before coming to a stop at the walls? Was any of this here before??.. The warm sensations slowly began to leave my body, a dull pain shot through my head.
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