As Soon as Vaal had landed inside The House of his childhood friend,Echo,His Decision To Start the Cleansing was immediate.
Around The Left Side of The Guestroom,A Sort of "Force" Called for him,The Gaunt youth moved Quickly, Reaching where He had been At The Moment his Fate Collapsed.
In a Heartbeat,The Moment of the collapsing Fate Found him once more,And Again Disappeared.
Inside of The Soul Sígíl,A Certain Gray Light Was Present.
Doing as The man had told him,Vaal Soon Managed to Cleanse his Fate without any Trouble.
Little by little,He had Removed Particles of the light, Until it was a pure white.
Soon After He Finished,The Figure of A Ghoul Appeared at The Window,But Before it could Enter The House,The Functions of Space Became Erratic,Twisted.
A Scene somewhat similar to what had happened when He Said The Words The Masked man spoke of unfolded,Yet now,He could see certain things,Odd Things,Old Things,They Who were Born in Blood.
They were,So Beauteous...Magnificent, Magnetic.
But At the same time Harrowing,Unsettling.
Vaal Knew he could See Them,but his mind Couldn't Process what he was seeing,just the feelings They Evoked within him.
The Scenery they brought with them Was of a Similar nature,Transcendent Nature.
An Ancient Castle,Made of Stone and Wood,Steel and Gold, Mountains and Rivers,The Stars and The Void.
' What is happening...I Can't Think of... Can't Imagine it... Them...'
'Sleep my child...Death Can't Find you in your Dreams.'
A Certain Indiscernible Voice Manifested At The Center of His Soul, It's Words A Subpoena,Summoning The Youth To The Sacred Court.
...
It was raining,The Sky Had Commenced it's Cleanse,The Dirt and Blood were Washed Away, Purged by the holy water.
The Beat up image That Belonged to him lay unmoving on The Ground, Lost in The Darkness, His Tears were hidden by The Rain,Empty Eyes Staring At the Sun,His Sun,The Setting Sun.
That Last Tide of Hers Warmed him not,They Burned,Like The Flames of a Phoenix,They Burned For His Life.
' Because you are weak...'
' Why am I Weak...'
' If only I was...'
' I do not wish to be...'
' If only I was!...'
' Do you wish for power?'
'...'
' Do you Crave Liberation?'
' ....'
' Listen Child,Do you wish For Power!'
'... I do...'
' What are you willing to sacrifice?'
'... Everything...'
...
'...Where am I...'
Vaal Awoke With The Smell of Death Once more,This time,not Because of a half dead creature,but because of the countless corpses Spread Throughout The Expanse of This Prison.
The Gray City Had turned into a cemetery,
Corpses with no caskets.
Not corpses of Ghouls,but bodies of humans.
' This Smell...A Ghoul?'
'... No,There appears to be no Ghouls, Just an Actual Corpse?.'
' However,It looks remarkably similar to that Ghoul,Just without The Near Green Skin...'
Vaal Started Walking Carefully throughout the House, Scanning for any signs of Danger,When Finding Nothing,He Walked towards The Other window of The Guest Room while keeping an eye for Danger Still.
The Outside Was Painted in The Red of Blood and The different Shades of human skin.
The youth knew not what to make of it,so he turned his attention to The Other odd thing That He noticed after the Dream.
Perusing The Golden Writings on The Wall took him around 6 minutes,The Language he didn't know,Yet He could feel it clearly,That Their meaning was of great importance,These Writings Were Then Writ Within The Very Core of his Soul, Waiting For The Day of awakening.
'...I am still at her house... Why, Haven't I already Cleansed My Fate?...'
The Interior of Her House Still Remained in his sight,The Gray Walls,Dark Blue Curtains,The Black Colored Chain From which The Lamp Hanged,The Shattered window,The Paintings of A Family of two,A Beautiful woman and her young Child, Who no longer was a Child in the Next Painting to the Right,But instead a Beautiful Girl With Maroon- Brown Hair and Light amber eyes That were large and full of life...
Almost Everything was the Same ...
' It must have something to do with those Strange things I "Saw", Somehow They interrupted The Transportation Process... What Do I do now?.'
' The Exorcists...They might Have noticed something strange with the Soul mark I left back there, Maybe They can somehow bring me back...'
' Let's Confirm something first...'
Doing What He Had Done Soon After Entering The Zone, Vaal Tried to locate the Divergent Point,And Something Unexpected Happened...
' There are Multiple?'
Not just one but 6 Divergent Points Marked Their Presence, Each of them at a completely Different Location,The Nearest One Seemed to be Around The Area in which The Containment Ark Was Located.
' This is...'
' What Else might have changed...There seems to be no Changes on my Soul Sígíl,But What About The Grímouríe?'
Repeating The Previous Process, Vaal's Grímouríe Entered his Vision, Mostly The Same Except for one thing.
' I Have Received Strings?'
' Three At once?'
' Strings...The Fates of humans Generally Manifest in The Forms of Amber Strings,These Strings Are What Allow Humans to be alive,The More Strings one has,The Longer Their Life is...Once One Becomes an Unreverand,They Receive The Soul of Their Higher Avatar And Gain The Ability to Perform Exorcism,Use FATE and Fangs,There Are Other Abilities,But These Three Are The Main Ones.
FATE is The Ability to Control The Fates of others,one Can Use The Future injuries and Attacks their enemy will Face In Their "Near Future" to Damage them in The Present...
The usage of FATE, Requires Strings as Sacrifice,Yet if Unreverands simply use Their Own Fate Strings, Their Life span will be shortened.
To Prevent This from Happening, Unreverands Need to Use The Alt.Strings to Replace Their own Strings And keep Their Life span...
Alt.Strings can be gained by taking the Strings of others...
However only the Strings of other Unreverands or Mythics can be Taken, I'm Quite Certain that none of those Ghouls Were Mythics,and I didn't Even Attempt to Take their Strings,In fact,I haven't even Learned how to do it...How Exactly do I possess Three Strings?
Could They be...A "gift" from that "Voice",or perhaps one of those "things",maybe that "voice" is one of "them"...
Should I attempt to use this?
It's mysterious origin makes me hesitant...
I would have to learn how to Use FATE before regardless, which is something I don't know if My Soul Can Accomplish quickly...'
Almost an hour was spent, wondering...When The Mark of 60 minutes was only 2 minutes away from arriving,The Young Man Briefly Glanced at a Painting,He wondered about what Fate Had Met the Young Woman and her Mother, After Cleaning some dust that had gathered on the Glass covering the Art piece,Vaal Stepped out of the house and went in direction of The Containment Ark.