Chapter 8
Bod
Someone took Redik, HellFire knew it. I’ve only come to be concerned about my own hunger but it was difficult when we had blood lusted humans stepping on the flat snow.
Far before I ever existed, HellFire challenged the universe to a death sentence. Every species we knew about, ignored our pain and HellFire was there to save us. So now our pain was felt together with all the monsters who ignored us.
We killed three civilizations and fed billions of pained Lok souls. Our hunger is no joke.
It seems I have faced yet another dark creature who decided to ignored our hunger. This time, I won’t let Aak or any other superiors finish the job for me.
“Bod,” I heard HellFire’s demonic voice across the airport. I set down my shield and axe to face the second darkest God in our universe.
I stepped in the airport and avoided eye contact. I only saw the crown made out of bones and the throne crafted from the remaining's of the humans we killed so far. I kneeled down to his power and saluted on my chest.
“I’m sorry my lord. I deeply apologize. I have failed you.”
“No.” His cold breath shook my spine. “You have not failed. Your objective is not over until you die or you complete it. Aak would never show up on my throne without completing his task and here you are attempting to respect me by apologizing.”
I hated to hear when HellFire disowned me. I’ve always wanted his respect. I guess I was going to continue being a sore pawn to lead rotting Lox.
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“Bod. I hate to be disrespectful,” HellFire said and it lifted my heart up a notch. “There’s reasoning behind your pain. We're all with one goal. We want to end our Lox pain of hunger.
“I choose mighty powerful Lox to lead our species. They need strong warriors who can face more pain than the rest. They must stand in the front as they are shot down by the most powerful rockets. You were chosen to be one of them in the battle royale that ended 9, 995 Lox who volunteered to salvage the pain of your species.”
HellFire stomped his foot off his throne then pulled the axe around my head with his manipulation of gravity then lowered the axe to my shoulder.
“Your skin is made to be ripped off, Bod,” HellFire said. “Kill the most terrifying human creatures. Their evil haunts our universe and soon they’re going to be one enemy off the chessboard. I know about that chessboard because I was part of it at one point. I was a mere pawn.”
“Vladamus,” I muttered. “The human’s God.”
“Yes.” HellFire raised the axe away from my neck. “Vladamus is a god undeserving of his power. He gave you this hunger, Bod. He gave all our Lox this destructive hunger. There’s nothing more deserving of dying than evil humans who do nothing but murder their own children.”
I began breathing heavily. My hunger began to form again. My organs burned and my heart beat faster than a crying tractor. I have to kill again.
“It’s calling, Bod.” HellFire shoved the axe back in my hands. “Feed yourself and go back. As a matter of fact, bring me dead Redik’s body. His task is not over yet.”
“I will do more than my limit, my lord,” I said then stepped careful feet around HellFire’s face. I fear so much to do little as to give him the wrong look. I will not share eye contact until I’m given my respect as a Lok leader.
Those humans. They must die. They should not deserve their land. Curse our hunger. Curse Vladamus and curse all the humans who continue to slaughter. Everything they have must die.
“Curse you!” I screamed out at the sky. “I’m going to kill all of you! You don’t deserve your evil lives! I’m tired of you all! The last day will come! HellFire will show you all true despair.”