Lith watched the grieving woman die of thirst, alcohol abuse, and all the ailments that the lack of self-care might induce. Every one of them disfigured her to the point that he couldn't recognize the woman in front of him way before she even started rotting.
"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do." Lith handed her back the figurine and the lock of hair.
The woman took only the lock, holding it like a precious gem. She brought it to her nose, trying to smell the scent of her baby girl as her eyes became lifeless.
"Can you please kill me?" Her voice was a whisper, but still clear. "I know that you are a healer, but my illness has no cure. Only death can put an end to my suffering."
"What about your husband? What about your family?"
"They have moved out of Lutia because they couldn't stand how everything here reminded us of Ilka. I couldn't leave my poor daughter alone. Her grave is here and I'll stay by her side until my last breath." Suddenly, Death Vision showed only one outcome.
The neck of the woman would get suddenly twisted at an unnatural angle by a shadow rope.
Lith saw it happening over and over, a testament to her determination. Something inside of him twisted as he remembered the days after losing Carl. The loneliness and despair that had accompanied him until that fateful night in the warehouse.
"No." A voice coming from his mouth that wasn't his own said.
A voice he hadn't heard for almost two decades now. Before Lith could realize what was happening, he saw his hand reach for the woman's head as his body shapeshifted into his Abomination form.
A black chain darted from his chest to the woman's, making a second chain come out.
'What are you doing?' Solus asked via their mind link.
'I have no idea.' He replied as the new chain twirled around the space near the woman's legs, like a snake circling on its prey.
"Stay back!" A high-pitched voice said a small hand slapped the mystical links to keep them from reaching her.
"Ilka?" The woman fell to her knees, trying to hug the little girl who couldn't be more than four years old. Yet her hands passed through Ilka and the chains, grasping only air.
A shocked silence befell the room as most of those present forgot how to breathe until their lungs started to burn.
"Please, mister, stop that thing. If it reaches me, then I'd be forced to go away but Mom isn't ready yet." A wave of Lith's hand stopped the chain and the edges of the girl's figure started to fade like mist.
"What do you mean?" The Abomination asked with a voice that he and Solus recognized as Derek McCoy's.
"After I died of fever, Mom was always sad. Every day she visited my grave and every night, she cried herself to sleep calling my name until Dad couldn't take it anymore. If I go, she'll be all alone." Ilka replied.
"Forgive me, Ilka." The woman said amid sobs as her suffering grew with each failed attempt to embrace her daughter failed. "If only I looked after you better, you would still be alive."
"No, Mommy, it's not your fault. You did everything you could. I was just unlucky. Please, stop crying. I'll stay with you as long as you want. I promise."
"Your daughter is stuck because of you. My chains failed to detect her because she has no will to be here." Derek/Lith said. "She can't move on unless you let go of your grief. Is this what you want for Ilka? To stay and watch her mother die?
She offered Ilka her pinkie and the little girl accepted the chain, turning into a small, smiling Demon. freewebnσvel.cøm
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