Chapter 3: A Story
Chapter 3: A Story
As one of the rulers of hell, a being who had seen countless souls of all natures in her lifetime and gotten to send them to their pitiful ends, though the likes of Blake were extremely rare, it was not Lilith's first time coming across them.
It had been a really long time since some soul had shown blatant disrespect and disregard for her even after she made her position and power known and though she had made sure to torture that soul till he crawled and worshipped her feet, the problem with her dealing with Blake was that she actually needed him, he was very important to her and also, she didn't have much time to keep him here in hell.
"Damn it, using lust to manipulate and get people to do my bidding is my thing but this idiot is so far removed from the feelings of carnal pleasures that my beauty and ordinary gaze has no effect on him.
Why couldn't he have been some sick pervert, that way I could have easily made him my dog.
Arghh I just want to take him to the depths of hell and show him what true pain is but I can't afford to affect his mental state, he has to be very lucid and conscious for him to be my champion" Lilith lamented within and then calming herself, she focused back on completing the mission at hand.
"Blake, what do you think about gods," Lilith asked leaning forward and looking at Blake with a mysterious smile like she was interested and impressed by him.
"A bunch of super powerful people ."
"Blake do you know the gods have forsaken you, that they have abandoned you. "Lilith asked ignoring Blake's attitude, but then the deadpan look he gave her like she was speaking the obvious had her feeling embarrassed internally.
"Can you send me back to the flames and look for someone else who is willing to play these games of yours," Blake said.
It wasn't that Blake was ignorant of what was happening at the moment but more of the fact that he wasn't interested, back on earth there were a lot of fantasy books about dying and meeting a god and then being reincarnated as some sort of protagonist, and while there was once a time he craved for such fantasies, right now he just wanted to feel pain, after all it was the only thing he deserved for the great evil he had done.
"Fine I will send you to hell, but first I want you to hear a story," Lilith said ignoring Blake's disinterested gaze.
"Once upon a time Blake there was a blessed boy who was trained right in all the aspects of life by his parents, he did his best to do right and was a model citizen for everyone around him, but then in the course of his life, he died trying to save the life of others, or at least he should have.
You see what the boy didn't know was that his destiny was never to grow old and die on Earth but to commit a great heroic sacrifice and that whether he succeeded or not in that sacrifice, to be chosen to be the champion of a god.
On the day that boy committed that act of bravery, the gods above had been in a heated clash, debating who would get to have him as their champion, but then to the shock of all, when death came to claim his life he fought against it with all his might and won, and like that the boy lived."
At this point, Lilith paused and looked at Blake and though the man had his head bent down she could feel that she had lit up something in him and even though that thing was just a spark, the woman saw hope and she reached for it with all her might.
"This feat of surviving death shocked and impressed all the gods, making them all want to have him as their champion even to the point of being confrontational about it.
There was tension and real fears that a fight was going to break out between the gods as no one was willing to let go of such a valuable piece, and in the end, an agreement was reached that since an agreement could not be reached on who would get the boy, he should be destroyed, and so during one of the boy's arguments with his mother, anger was breathed into him and the boy spoke words he swore to himself to never say to his mother, words that boke her heart, words that destroyed her will to leave, words that made her fall sick and eventually die.
Bitter from what he had done and no longer having his mother by his side, the once virtuous boy soon turned cold and cruel and eventually became a solid candidate for hell and destruction."
This time after speaking, Lilith stayed silent for several seconds watching Blake's body tremble and then softly she dropped her wine to the side and walked to Blake's side, kneeling by him and wrapping her hands around his shoulders.
"Those heartless gods are the reason for your pain and suffering, for your mother's death, become my champion Blake and you will get the chance to have your revenge," Lilith said, internally giving herself a standing ovation at having finally nailed the stubborn coffin which was Blake but then the boy's next words brought her down from her high.
"Not interested, send me back to the flames."
Finding herself rejected after the master performance she had just given, Lilith whose arms were still around Blake so badly wanted to sink the boy in the deepest parts of hell, but to stop herself from doing something she would regret she immediately stood up from beside him and walked a few steps away.
"Calm down Lilith, you know this is not seduction, but imagine it is and that this is just the foreplay. "
Lilith took close to a minute to calm down and when she did, she began brainstorming for a way to fuel Blake's fire after all she didn't have much time with him.
With haste, Lilith reviewed everything she knew about Blake's life trying to find something she could use.
"Everybody has something they want, everybody has something they want, everybody has something they want."
Lilith kept repeating this mantra in her head till eventually a light bulb flipped on and she blurted out to Blake.
"You would be able to get your father and mother back."
That she had lost control and actually blurted out her thoughts because of a mortal's behavior towards her annoyed Lilith, but before she could berate herself, seeing Blake snap his head towards her with firm bright eyes shocked and enlightened Lilith and she couldn't help but cry for joy within
"Is there a way to bring my father and mother back to life" Blake demanded.