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I followed him for quite a while now. He refused the Council's offer and so the hunt was on. Nobody can refuse them and if you do, you become a heretic. They will hunt you until the end of existence.
And if they catch you, they seal you inside the black hole above their city and then they forget you. I don't know how many of us are rotting inside that dark timeless place.
It is worse than being caught inside a void zone, some have told me. But they couldn't explain why... I hope I will never find out.
I leave the path and stand before him. He is weak and tired. How far has someone of us to run to get tired? I don't know.
Around us is a barren wasteland with four suns in the sky. Not much can live here.
“I guess you guys will follow me wherever I go? Is there even a place where you can't find me? Can I at least ask for the name of the one who caught me?” He asks
I smile. “I am Seria. And they will always find you. There is no place, a god can hide from the Council. There is only one way to escape.” -Me
“How?” -Him
“You have to die and forsake your divinity.” -Me
“That's all? But I have no divinity! I refused to become a god! They offered me the job and I turned around and ran!” -Him
“Then how are you walking the multiverse, if you are no god? Something only gods can do?” -Me
“...”
“The Council doesn't make you a god, they just want everyone to believe they do. And it would be very bad for their reputation if there were gods, who weren't selected by them.....” -Me
“...”
“Do you want me to help you? I could save your soul, but you have to decide fast and the price is high.” -Me
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“What is the price?” -Him
“You will be no god any more. You will loose your memories and start anew. Maybe you will get them back in a distant future, but they will never feel like your own again. In turn for saving you, you have to help me when I ask for it in the future. And you have to trust me and lower your guard.” -Me
“...”
“You must decide now.” - Me
“Hahaha. Fuck this, I never wanted to be a god anyway. Do whatever you have to do.” -Him
“This will hurt for a short while, but you have to stay still.” -Me
He nods and I trust my hand into his chest. I see the pain on his face, but then he starts to smile and his body dissolves into light. He didn't even twitch, he must have a valiant soul.
I look at the two shimmering marbles, which are now in my hand. One for his soul and one for his divinity.
Someone arrives and I turn to him, while forming a fist to hide the two marbles.
“Where is he?” -Tjenemit
“I managed to intercept him here, like you said. But he wasn't as weak, as you predicted. He resisted and stepped onto a path. He got away.” -Me
“What! Damn! Why didn't you stop him!” -Tjenemit
“I tried.” -Seria
“You call yourself a god of live and death, but you can't catch a puny little half god, who just found out how big the multiverse is! I lost much time through you. Now I have to start the search anew!” -Tjenemit
“I will try to do better next time. It seems like I am just not cut out as a hunter. But the Council just keeps enlisting me, because I am faster than others.” I smile at Tjenemit.
“I will keep an eye on you from now. You are acting strange recently! Gods just disappear around you much too often.” -Tjenemit
He turns around and fades away.