Screaming at the moon

It felt as if dirt was crawling up his arms and legs. When was the last time he slept in a good bed? When was the last time he could rely on anyone? Aku was a mess. Tired eyes looked up to the night sky as one of the many terrors Sors' influence created woke him up. His lips felt dry. His body weak. Was this... really how he was going to live from now on?

Eyes narrowed towards the surface of the water.

... and upon its reflection it shone.
(Aku)

The boy's eyes shifted up towards the heavens after he noticed the moon being there again, looking right back at him. In his own reflection he could clearly see the sealed god's mark upon his forehead. This... this wasn't how it was supposed to be, was it? A deep breath was drawn in by the young teenager as he began speaking his thoughts out loud.

"I still haven't freed myself from them. They're... still able to change my life and impact it. Just saying I left the church isn't enough. That's why you hate me. That's why you won't give me the power I -need-, isn't it?"

Madness was clearly overtaking the young one, but it was far, far too late to stop him. His right hand reached for his pocket, pulling out a ceremonial dagger he had stolen from Eniel's lab. One made with Tyrium. Why that metal he would never understand, but it mattered not.

A long cut was drawn upon Aku's palm as he moved closer to the water, holding his wounded hand above it.

"Let me make an oath. A new one towards you, Belial. I vow to never let anyone control me. I vow to pursue freedom in its truest form. Every death I bring will be in your name."
(Aku)

A slight frown appeared on the boy's features as his right hand opened up a bit, allowing the blood to drip down from it, hitting the moon's reflection directly and tainting it red. Around Aku himself cosmic energies began heating up, his body finally feeling like it used to - like he was in control of his life and existence.

Like he had power.

"I vow to destroy all of those who taint your name. I vow to exterminate Eniel's church with my own hands; to rain meteors upon it for fourty days and nights until nothing remains of that man. One who cares about rank and order to such an extent cannot represent freedom.

This is my sacrifice to you, Belial: My own existence!"

He was screaming at this point, almost maniacally. The more he was going on all by himself, the more disturbed his mind was. At this point the boy's obsession with power had made him turn towards the sealed god himself for his blessing - demanding it directly.

"Give me your power! Give me your damn blessing! The heavens that'll fall on the Church of the Crimson Moon will be as red as the blood they'll shed!"

At this point he was losing it, though his voice may just be heard far and wide...
(Aku)