MYRIAD Chapter 1: Mundane Lives: Gazeera

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Tap... Tap... Tap... [Ezekail's Bunker- Marcelan's Bay] "Oh, so you are here Alice." said Ezekail. An old man rummaging through a bunch of files, some old photos, and an album. "I was rather getting a bit lonely." He continued. The cabin was ill lit, filled with archaic symbols written on the walls, while runes were floating around, some bright white, while others engulfed in darkness. "Well it was to be expected, how far did you get. I hope you finished setting up the emblem." said Alice. She was unnaturally tall and lean, pale and thin. Her voice high yet coarse, her tone sharp. "Impatient as always aren't you, of course everything is in place as it should be." chuckled the old man. He was a bit stout, an average physique, yet his eyes shone with brightness of wonder and keen eagerness as a child who was about to get his wishes fulfilled. Greyish white hair all ruffled up. He wore round golden frame glasses. "Seems so, but it always is better to do some last minute checks." chimed Alice. "Whatever." sighed the old man. "Rune of Tiewas." "Check." "Sap of Yggdrasil." "Check." "Grime of Infestation." "Check." "Imprint and manuscript of Devianism." "Check." "Finally, records, albums any other means of memory to anchor your sanity." Ezekail, the forlorn old man, after hesitating for some time,"Huuu... yes." "Well then it seems we are good to go." murmured Alice. "Wait a minute, how about you? did you gather everything we need?" "Of course, Old man, you should trust your summon a bit more. I always complete my tasks." "Yeah, r-right." Ezekail stuttered. "Maybe I am just too excited." "So, Ezekail Theo Lingsay, are you ready to traverse the realm of the dead!" Alice's cold, sharp voice reverberated and turned heavy. "Oh so we are doing it, can't believe that I am finally doing it, what should I say, what should I do, I-I-I, This is a historic moment, damn I should have brought a camera, I should have prepared a speech, I should have made some---" "Ezekail!!!" reprimanded Alice. "We never believed that this was possible, even I didn't believe in this baloney. So it is natural we didn't rehearse for this moment. But what we need to do right now is focus. This might be rare occurrence and I don't think we will be able to restock our supplies to replicate this. SO GET YOURSELF TOGETHER!!!!" "Yeah,... Yeah.... We should focus." Ezekail slowly losing his sanity." Initiate!, the machinations, rev up the sequence, feed the arcane... blood, my blood. Begin the ritual." Ezekail chopped his hand off, and thrust his biceps into the arcane symbol of blot, blood gushed out, dark red blood, filling the archaic symbols, turned the once bright rune to pungent mix of dark and green. "Oh, all prevailing god of death, bear witness to my pain, and allow me to thine glorious realm, while.... I..... BREATHE!!!!" Roared, The crazed lunatic of an old man, grinning and laughing, roaring and roaring, that deafening roar resonated throughout the bunker. Runes twisted and turned and shattered and pulverized, it churned with the warping archaic symbol and turned into sludge. A pitch black sludge with a tint of green formed. The runes completely dissolved, the symbols calmed down. Ezekail's left arm completely sucked dry of blood. "Alice, I guess this is a failure as well. I really wanted it to succeed. I even lost an arm. Huuu..." Ezekail tried to pull his arm out of the blot, but it remained stuck," Well, I think I have no choice now, Alice chop off my arm completely." "Alice?" "Alice?" "Alice!!!" "Alice, Help me, quick cut off my arm, CUT OFF MY ARM!!!" The sludge started moving, slithering, winding around Ezekail's arm eating it away, rotting it. "AAAAHHHH!!!", Ezekail roared, as the sludge fed on his life force, sucked his blood, devoured his memory and will. "ALICE!!!" Alice just saw this scenario with keen interest, sneering and grinning. "What the...", Ezekail was a bit unnerved. Alice did nothing but reveal a rune. [Rune of Cham] "Huh, you bitch you..."