- The animals and lesser creatures of the field suddenly grew quiet, worms and foul insects rose from the ground trying to flee from some sort of red cloth that levitated across the distance. The overpowering humming sound became more intense as its figure crossed the roads noon time mirage.
- “It looks like I have been led astray, sorry about the wait,” mentioned the floating man clad in ragged red satin robe, as he steadily hovered closer to the woman.
- It had traits of a living saint, yet it was something more complicated, its presence was an affront to what she had been taught all her life. The creature pressed its bony hands on her wounds, slowly cleaning her nailed limbs with water and his scarlet tapestries.
- The once devoted nun had felt real fear as she saw his emaciated legs along with a very threatening skeletal smile coming from his dessicated sun baked face. She repaid him a stern, yet tired expression.
- The finality of the situation she had been part of, tested the remaining reserves of courage she had within herself. The act managed to preserve her dignity as she stayed quiet, not making eye contact with the aberration in her midst.
- As such a thing was never meant to seen by mortal eyes.
- "That massive rotting corpse, Was it the giant Templar that protected the non humans?" asked the Lich.
- "what of it stranger?" replied the woman who was getting ready struggle. As she knew deep within her heart that undead were known to enthrall dead bodies and strike up bargains with the dying.
- "Yes, that's my Aldiester, I would like if you kept your distance from him."
- The creature bowed with a refinement that would be found in A kings court. He placed his elongated index finger on her forehead which allowed him to intrude upon the woman's mind with a disembodied voice.
- "I am the Arch-legion for those who have turned into Demons, the wandering lich for the undead, the saint of regrets for the creatures called the Alms. Or has your order hidden my existence from the texts."
- "What are you getting at?" asked the helpless woman who began to feel real danger as she saw the intruders shade like form appear freely in old memories.
- God has abandoned you, crucified nun, as It did with me.
- Surely you must know this by now.
- A bit of Aldiester's essence is bound to you and his withered corpse. He is suffering from the maggots tearing at his flesh, even in his state of half rot he desires to protect you with all of his being. Aldiester can't see my visage, But this man that adores you regards my presence as a danger to you and those he left behind.
- He kept you alive with a non sanctioned “life binding” spell which cost him both his time on kriegsten and a place in heaven. Yet in life, you denied him that one scrap of love that allowed him to surmount countless trials.
- It bares heavy on my dried up heart to see such a thing happen.
- Monarie began to feel her guilt eat at her soul, she had failed the person that needed her the most.
- "You have to speak human, Don't make me wait."
- She closed her eyes and grew quiet, taking up precious time. Monarie tried to scrape out memories of the past weeks on how much she hated her best friend for leaving her, that proved to be a luxury she could no longer afford as the Lich grew impatient.
- "I can add up all these oh so personal sins and continue saying them if you dont respond."
- "Or I can use a visual aid, save you a little time and bring the abacus out so you can understand."
- "I understand. I know what my sins are, saint."
- "Two rituals right? For reasons you already know I cannot bring myself into the path of those who have chosen to fall, Aldiester could not bear seeing me be defiled into becoming a Greater demon."
- Understood, although becoming a demon would quell one of your childhood questions, since God has a habit of responding with utmost expedience when it comes to the threat of rebellion.
- Are you sure? Is this the destiny you want to avoid?
- "Yes." Mentioned the blue eyed woman. Monarie did away with her pride as she frantically asked the chattering sunken eyed skeleton about the thing she desired from God itself.
- "What about the Alm ritual?"
- "I know that the priests have witnessed pairs like Aldiester and I be resurrected in battlefields."
- "Is it within your power to do such a thing for us?"
- "Yes, but unfortunately its more complicated than that, nun."
- His revivification will have no problems even at the current stage of Aldiester's decay, but as per rules, Living saint revivals involving women will erase your past existence, only God can grant you a rebirth with your memories intact, but that's out of the question.
- Since nobody has had that honor be granted to them.
- All who have come in contact or interacted with the subject will have their memories of them be erased.
- Her eyes began to give out its final droplets, she had been beaten down, worn by the monsters coldhearted tone.
- Monarie, this ritual is guaranteed you to bring your transformation as a Valkyrie, all your suffering will be gone in a flash, as will be your past life.
- For those are the immutable rules found in this reality.
- The nun's composure finally gave out and lost to torn up emotions. Her childhood dream was more distant than the nearest star. All the Valkyries she looked at with warmness lead back to someones forfeiture.
- Uncomfortable thoughts filled her mind, the most divine ranks in heaven were born of incalculable sadness, a sacrifice that would bring new life at the cost of memories, something that was too precious for her to give up. Monarie's tired eyes looked upon the creatures empty eye sockets.
- "I can't."
- "I have made my peace with God's quietness."
- "To use this ceremony to make up for my mistakes would be a cheap affront to that which is holy, I have to take my husbands feelings into consideration."
- "Interesting choice, human, You surprised me and for that I shall grant you a bargain." The lich then smiled as his face had a few new cracks which released dead chunks of skin, exposing cheekbones to the sun.
- Well... the last option will allow you to keep your soul and memories. Its not guaranteed that people you once knew will be accepting of your decision.
- Expect everything to change, old friends may seek your death and demons will hunt you down as their prize to humiliate.
- I genuinely Hope that “love” you believe in prevails.
- Before we begin I have good and bad news.
- What is it now?
- The monster summoned a large oval shaped black mirror that had its outer edges enveloped with fire, its showed memories of her reading scripture by candlelight.
- "I will first start with the bad news, woman."
- The litanies and clerical knowledge that lies within your mind and the knight's, will prevent you both from becoming the highest ranking of undead. You will have lich like traits, but noticeable limitations.
- No lichhood but at least you wont be under any charlatans control.
- "So what is the good news?" asked the nun as her voice struggled to convey her hope.
- With my power both You and Aldiester will be able to transform into Dread Lords. A type of War Wight that your Order seems to avoid due to its victims being able to resurrect on the spot which left unchecked can make a rampaging horde. They are mostly left untouched but sealed in their tombs.
- This of course will come with a cost, nothing in life is free. Although this situation has stirred up my memories back when I was a man.
- I dont like giving people botched deals, but this will be enough to grant the peace both you and your man earned.
- But even so it wont be enough for what I need you to do centuries from now, when repayment will be due.
- So will you take my offer?
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