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Severed Hands in Aesthetically Pleasing Rows

from Aesthetics by Zeffon

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i. Severed Hands in Aesthetically Pleasing Rows

When I, Creator, came into this world and made it my own, I had no idea that a single group of people would cause me this much trouble. Luckily, being the immortal being that I am, I can do as I please. When I found out about how Ryan was permitting his Unkardian kin to usurp my throne, I just could not allow that. That girl though, she made me feel something I had never felt before. Something they call love. Dränsilane joined the forces of Muagara later, hoping to defeat me with the God of Darkness on his side. He knew what I did to him and Reve, and he was willing to destroy the universe in order to destroy me.

I remember when I attacked Sharhodeon, looking for that woman I had been controlling for years. The woman I told to destroy Unkardia itself. The woman I called my wife at one point. It's funny how she had had hope for the world when she knew that I was going to destroy it in the end. She has lost so much. Ha!

In any case, I sent Dränsilane to the real world, one where he has no memory of his past self. He should depart this world within the next 20 years or so.

Reve, I do not wish you to much ill will. However, anyone who has the audacity to try to resist my own desires has no place in this world of mine.

~

When Reve finally awoke, she was in a ship of sorts. A crew member came down the stairs and looked at her. The person the captain took aboard was alive, despite her injuries.

"Where... am I?" croaked Reve, her throat sore. The smell of rotting plants filled the air, causing her to cough. She looked up, but the man had vanished. Pain shot through her right leg when she tried to get up, and she screamed out of sheer agony.

"What's going on in there?"

A familiar face walked into the room. It was him.

"Dränsilane?!"

"Hello, Reve."

Reve once again tried to get up, but couldn't.

"Careful, Reve, you had a close shave with the Sorrow."

"I never entered Graghgorra!"

"The Sorrow has gained power. It lives in our world now, Reve."

"Oh dear... I suppose it got my foot then." Reve looked down. A cast covered what was now a foot-less right leg. Upon further examination, she was missing her left hand, which was also covered in a cast. She remembered being attacked by something in the Sharhodeon Forest, but then something stopped it. Creator! Creator had swooped down and saved her life, only to take her left hand as a trophy.

"Dränsilane..."

"Try to rest, Reve. I'm surprised you're alive."

"Where's Emeroch?"

"Reve..."

"Where is he?"

"I found him mutilated. His left hand was missing. Someone had cut him open. I think they wanted to watch him suffer."

~

I found it... The left hand with the third eye in its palm...

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from Aesthetics, released January 18, 2014

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