Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Vow of Death

“I sentence you to die!”

He kneeled and stared at the executioner’s ax.

“I...love-“

His head rolled on the ground.

***

“I’m sorry, to save the world, I’ve no choice but to do this. Do you understand? This is the only way.”

The girl released tears from her eyes. However, her eyes were cold as ice.

“Take him away, take this evil doer and let him be judged by God!”

A court that was filled with nobles and Kings, and High Priests. The prisoner was wrapped in chains.

“At the crimes of treason, and the suspicion of being tainted by demon blood. The Bleak Walker that stands before us, shall be hanged by his wrists and stoned to death. Let the judgment of the people commence, I trust that this is the only judgment suitable for a traitor who abandoned his people.”

The prisoner watched the people hurl stones at him. The woman that he served the most looking at him, hiding her eyes, gripping her sword tightly as she stands and watches for the demon to come out of the sword and be slaughtered.

***

“I despise you!”

The man was clad in obsidian.

“Demonic skin, how could you fall for the evils of temptation, my love? I thought you were truly devoted to me…yet you throw all my trust away for this? For this power?”

“I did it for you.”

“Silence!” The girl cried as she held her sword tightly. “I have found you guilty of the crimes of mingling with demon blood. I, the current War Maiden, shall release you for this taint. Any last words, demon?”

“I…”

She cuts the demon’s head.

***

A girl laid on the ground without any clothes. The man looked rabid, tinged in madness, his eyes blood red.

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“You’re far too gone, I, go away!” She shouted. “Kill him now!”

Six elemental lights pierced the heart of the man. The girl that laid on the ground took the sword that leaned on the wall. She pulled the sword back and swung it against the man’s neck.

***

The man was skinned from head to toe, his member cut, and his eyelids forcibly sewed to where his eyebrows where. He had no limbs, his chest was opened and a crystal-like heart was placed to where a human heat should be.

“To be abandoned, humans, they are even nastier than us, and yet even we do not abandon our comrades to be left into this state of nothingness. Your eyes dried open, your skin feasted by maggot, you are a human that shouldn’t even be alive. Alas, the humans need to destroy the totem of the undying, and here you are, using the last of your soul to be helpful.”

The man’s eyes were staring at this demon.

“What made you sacrifice yourself? Ah, the eyes of a man who was rejected, broken and turned to such a state. Hmm, pathetic, but still, to be this brave, you have a bit of my respect. Well then, shall we end your nightmare?”

The demon thrusts his hand to the crystal heart.

***

Einar flailed, he arched his back and started having spasms. He crawled to where a crystal was and injected energy into it. The crystal emitted a yellow glow that soon wrapped around Einar. Einar’s eyes, that were dilated, soon became normal. The yellow glow slowly died down, and the crystal went back to its colorless hue.

“Ah,” Einar said. “These dreams again.”

They have returned home to rest. Thea and Volt went out somewhere while Einar went back to his room to sleep. The room he was in was only composed of a bed and a table where books were stacked. There was a closet where his clothes are placed. Aside from that, there’s a stool near the window where the glint of light shone.

When he was reborn in this world, Einar recovered his memories. However, the memories were long and painful, and even though he was able to block off the countless years that he had spent being alive. He was stuck in a constant state of not being able to sleep without suffering the deaths that have happened to him.

He was handling it while trapped inside a child’s body. The uneasiness of being trapped inside a body that could barely handle the mental pressure of the deaths that has happened to him has taken a toll to his well-being. As he grew old, Einar has stopped his constant sudden screaming and breakdowns that were triggered by external events.

“It’s working at least,” Einar said, looking at the crystal. “I doubt it’ll go away even if this body reaches adulthood. It will lessen, but still, this is a relief to the nightmare itself.”

His eyes pointed at the dagger placed on top of the table. He picked it up and pointed it at his throat.

“Remind yourself that you could leave life right now; let that determine your wants,” he stopped talking for a second. “Again, remind yourself that there are those who brought you into this world; you are their happiness and you must repay their happiness in kind. So remind yourself, cherish them, for they are your family. Do not give them grief. Until the day you have nothing left. You shall not take this life. I shall not take thy own life. That is my vow of death.”

Silver light entered through the window. The eyes of Einar barely had any light in it. However, the bits of goodness that he has scrapped allowed him to keep this life not himself but for those he called family in this world. To live without purpose was hell itself. However, he was working despite the lights of purpose broken inside him.

In days like this, Einar would sit cross-legged on top of his bed. There are times where he would read the tomes given to him by the school. However, to stay still in accordance to the silence of the silver light. It was the best experience that he could have in this world. This was a world that was far colorful than the last world he was in. It was not bleak, and there was little grayness to be found in a world full of hope.

He was a fish out of water.

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