Relic
You stand before the mighty blob creature as it floats stationary above the pedestal. Not doing much besides looking sinister.
“You seem to be the man with all the answers…what the fuck is this thing Lucas?!”
“This…is the long forgotten and imprisoned deity of time, Zo’ileninaath!”
“I don’t understand! Why did you bring us here if you knew where to go and what to do? Why follow us?” Speaks up Skye, quivering with terror.
“Frankly, I don’t have to get into the details, but to be the herald of Zo’ileninaath, to be granted his favor; he requires human souls to feast upon. Namely, all of yours.”
Lucas then addresses the creature directly, removing from his neck a strange pendant, like the triangle relic this glows a blue light.
“Oh powerful Zo’ileninaath! I am Lucas! Your new herald! I have brought you these mortals to feast upon as to be granted your favor!”
A voice emanates from nothing and surrounds the entire room. Deep and dark.
“Morrrtal…It has been too long since I have feasted. For your dedicationnn, you will be granted one request from the all mighty!”
“One request?! You said there were two! Two wishes! One for each of us! What the fuck are you trying to pull Lucas?!” Shouts Raoul, he moves towards Lucas who draws his handgun, pointing it right at Raoul’s face.
“Get the fuck back! Go stand with the others!”
“You...promised me immortality!”
“I promised immortality…not necessarily yours.” Lucas waves his gun at Raoul, who backs down, joining you and the others in front of the monstrous blob.
“HA HA HA! I appreciate your cunning mortal! His fear is great! I wish to again see the fear in humans’ eyes!” Zo’ileninaath’s voice seems to be getting louder as he speaks.
“Let me see your FEARS!”
Emerging from the amorphous body of the floating god, out walks a teenage boy. He approaches Bailey.
“Hey Buh buh BAILEY! Remember me you little stuttering fu fu fu FUCK stain! HAhaha! Never got over it could you? Can’t even talk because you’re too much of a puh puh PUSSY! You couldn’t escape me back then and when...you become one with Zo’ileninaath, I’ll be with you fo fo FOREVER! HAHAHA!”
Bailey looks horrified, apparently a conjured up bully from his past.
The young man is sucked back into the body of the blob.
The giant eye now looks your way.
“Your wife left youuuu…infidelity….you want to see them…BUT YOU WILL NEVER SEE YOUR CHILDREN AGAIN! YOUR LONLINESS IS YOUR OWN DOING!”
That hit you like a ton of bricks. You can’t even respond. The ancient god laughs at your shocked face. He looks to Wren.
“CLOSET CARPET MUNCHER!” Then to Raoul,
“MICROOOO PENISSSS!!!!!” He laughs, the room now shaking at his exponentially increasing volume.
Finally he turns to Skye.
“You seem to be the man with all the answers…what the fuck is this thing Lucas?!”
“This…is the long forgotten and imprisoned deity of time, Zo’ileninaath!”
“I don’t understand! Why did you bring us here if you knew where to go and what to do? Why follow us?” Speaks up Skye, quivering with terror.
“Frankly, I don’t have to get into the details, but to be the herald of Zo’ileninaath, to be granted his favor; he requires human souls to feast upon. Namely, all of yours.”
Lucas then addresses the creature directly, removing from his neck a strange pendant, like the triangle relic this glows a blue light.
“Oh powerful Zo’ileninaath! I am Lucas! Your new herald! I have brought you these mortals to feast upon as to be granted your favor!”
A voice emanates from nothing and surrounds the entire room. Deep and dark.
“Morrrtal…It has been too long since I have feasted. For your dedicationnn, you will be granted one request from the all mighty!”
“One request?! You said there were two! Two wishes! One for each of us! What the fuck are you trying to pull Lucas?!” Shouts Raoul, he moves towards Lucas who draws his handgun, pointing it right at Raoul’s face.
“Get the fuck back! Go stand with the others!”
“You...promised me immortality!”
“I promised immortality…not necessarily yours.” Lucas waves his gun at Raoul, who backs down, joining you and the others in front of the monstrous blob.
“HA HA HA! I appreciate your cunning mortal! His fear is great! I wish to again see the fear in humans’ eyes!” Zo’ileninaath’s voice seems to be getting louder as he speaks.
“Let me see your FEARS!”
Emerging from the amorphous body of the floating god, out walks a teenage boy. He approaches Bailey.
“Hey Buh buh BAILEY! Remember me you little stuttering fu fu fu FUCK stain! HAhaha! Never got over it could you? Can’t even talk because you’re too much of a puh puh PUSSY! You couldn’t escape me back then and when...you become one with Zo’ileninaath, I’ll be with you fo fo FOREVER! HAHAHA!”
Bailey looks horrified, apparently a conjured up bully from his past.
The young man is sucked back into the body of the blob.
The giant eye now looks your way.
“Your wife left youuuu…infidelity….you want to see them…BUT YOU WILL NEVER SEE YOUR CHILDREN AGAIN! YOUR LONLINESS IS YOUR OWN DOING!”
That hit you like a ton of bricks. You can’t even respond. The ancient god laughs at your shocked face. He looks to Wren.
“CLOSET CARPET MUNCHER!” Then to Raoul,
“MICROOOO PENISSSS!!!!!” He laughs, the room now shaking at his exponentially increasing volume.
Finally he turns to Skye.