Chapter 2

Hands eerily bent an almost fluorescent unnatural shade of white, starved to where the skin clings to the bone all grabbing and ripping until Lucius jolts awake drenched in sweat struggling to breath through his freshly healed nose. Struggling to shift himself up on his bed he is met with Pallas at the foot of his bed absorbed in his handheld Game Demon. Instantly waking in a panic from his dreary haze Lucius asks “where's Lucius.” jumping up ecstatic Pallas dives onto Lucius crushing him exclaiming “Thank the gods your okay I was so worried I would lose my only real older brother.” shoving Pallas off him Lucius asks “ Wheres Jordis I need to see him.” Pallas unprepared for this simple line of questioning will be unable to make eye contact as he meekly says “I thought you knew hes de–” interrupting “hes not fucking dead the gods wouldn't take a person a person like him, someone with an actually bright future away so early.” storming out Lucius yells out “and stop calling me your older brother where twins and we don't know whose first its weird.” as he slips into his shoes.

Stumbling down the hall way more groggy than he anticipated being, finding himself in front of the marked up door with the sentence Ahlecks and nix room crossed out with a much Larger Jordis room carved into the door. Throwing the door open he finds Paimon and Leon sorting through a box of Jordis’s old stuff. “Wheres Jordis at I need to see him.” Pallas looks up growing a grim face before losing eye contact wincing out a “Im sorry Lucius, i-I should have been with you I have my powers even if im not trained in them I still could have done something.” brushing off Paimon “I don't care wheres Jordis.” Finally the always cool Leon will run up and grip Lucius as tight as he could before crying out “Im so fucking sorry. Its all my fault I should have gone with you.” trying to push away, Lucius let out a nervous laugh “What are you talking about hes okay hes got to be in the hospital or something right so just let go of me and we can go see him.” solemnly unwilling to let go just gripping Lucius as tight as he could Leon through battered tears “Father and everyone else is at the funeral home right now, Jordis is dead.” hearing that Lucius shifted from pushing away to punching as the same eerily pale hands from his dreams spewed from the ground tripping leon up as Lucius got in a few solid hits before making it free. Lucius knew from the bottom of his heart that it was bullshit, but he needed to make sure they were lying so without warning or explanation he ran out of the house towards the only funeral in their section of the graveyard. The whole time all he was thinking was there lying Jordis couldnt die he has such a bright future ahead of him not even Shaqar would be wicked enough to take him. Eventually after running through the densely packed spiralling slums he reeched the only funeral home on this side of the graveyard. A large multistoried building constantly cycling people in and out. Lucius knew how to get there like the back of his hand as several family friends have found themselves the unlucky guests of honor in one of these rooms. Throwing open the door to the building he stormed in ignoring the reception area and began running through opening and peering into each room with each room conforming to him that his brothers must have been pulling some twisted prank on him, until he opened one of the doors. In this room a whole group of core people stood teary eyed and depressed. Creeping up to Father he asked in a way desperately demanding tone that this all be some type of joke “what are you doing here we got to go see Jordis hes got to be in the hospital right.” Lucius heart sunk as Fathers face filled with pity and sadness as he simply said “I'm sorry Lucius he's in a better place now.”

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Funeral

The funeral was scheduled 3 days from then and those days quickly approached with each of the approaching days ending in what felt like minutes to the boys as they all wallowed around in grief not sure how to act with this paradigm shift in dynamics. the house normally filled with conflict, jabs at each other, and fights was uncannily still. The day of the funeral arrived and passed in an instant with everyone saying their final goodbyes and giving the best offering they could to the gods to appease him so they might go easy on him in hell. After the service the large gathering shifted back to the church for them to have their final wake with him before burying him in the plot in the back of the church. Sitting in the middle of their cathedral. The number of people had thinned out significantly now sitting in the aisles and people saying their last goodbyes being just a few friends, their families and fathers associates who would never dare to leave such an event till it's done. Most people there were seemingly playing a game of charades where they tried to act like Jordis wasn't there lifelessly posed to look at peace. Though at peace might be pushing it as a look a terror still wore over his face leaving a permanent imprint of his final moment. Jordis’s corpse had been healed with healing magic but he was already gone now something Lucius still struggled to accept even while staring at the proof that would prove him wrong. Staring deeper at Jordis he noticed something that cracked a smile on his face as he saw the tear marks the pants had from when he unsuccessfully hopped a fence while running from the neighborhood dogs. Remembering the moment clearer, an almost forgotten memory, he started laughing, drawing the attention of all the casual conversations taking place around. Before his eyes watered up and he ran out to the back to catch his breath. Despite all that Lucius could only look on as he watched them bury him in one of the few unused plots in the cemetery. He tried to approach but he couldn't do it. He couldn't give his last goodbye as every time he tried to get close he could feel his chest tighten to a point of suffocation so he eventually concluded the gods must not one him to see him in that state again. The last event of the day happened with father and his men dragging in a human corpse. It was the first time he'd ever seen a corpse this big and intact with it only missing its left leg and having a small hole in its chest. Father drew the now handful of people still left in attendance to his attention by flicking a glass several time letting out a loud ding sound before saying “I know it's been hard these past couple of days for everyone here, especially the boys over there.--- I was never good at these type of speeches growing up sorry i'll keep this short. In honor of Jordis Frank we dedicate this meal to you in hell may the seven gods treat you well with love and warmth, and may we all be filled with gluttony to enjoy this fine meal as the gods were kind enough to send this solider from the eastern island to be brought back mostly intact.” he raised his glass and everyone followed doing a cheers that sickened Lucius as he knew it meant a rap on what Jordis was. He knew this would be the last moment his brother, someone who had been the spotlight of every room he had been in would ever be in a room again.

Father called out almost instantly to Lucius who was making his way out of the cathedral trying to escape the stench. “Lucius I got something for you.” as he ran over to the kitchen to pull out a plain cheese pizza just how Lucius liked it. “I heard from the boys you're not a fan of how humans taste so I got this for you.” “Thank you.” tears welling up from his eyes as his emotions, something everyone else around him had seemingly mastered began to bubble up but just as he was about to break father gave him a long deep one handed hug as he held the pizza above his head with one arm. “C'mon lets go outside” as father took him out to the front porch of the church. There they sat not saying much as they looked on at the constant stream of traffic and bustle of the slums. Father finally cut through the silence saying “ hey can I wake you up early tomorrow I want to show you some stuff in the city.” and without looking Lucius nodded his head still staring off at the world unaffected by this. A warm silence grew over the both of them as they stared off eating their pizza.