The Primordial Record novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68 Strings (5)

A boy with white hair, carrying two heads stood before the shore of the Sylvan lakes, behind him was a trail of gore. The journey must have been more than ten miles, and he had bled through most of it.

His blood he shed alternated between the vivid red of a human's blood and the muddy yellow of an Abomination.

These two opposite natures dwelled inside his body, and instead of the invasive blood of the Abomination corrupting and taking over his body, it seemed to have been stalled.

For every time, the foul blood of the Abomination rose to take over his body, an inhuman resolve from the boy pushed it back.

It could be seen by the white hair on his head, coupled with the heavy wounds on his body, that this boy had suffered far beyond what any human should.

Regolf had forgotten everything, except for two things.

He was starving, and he had to protect Steisa and momma… It was all that occupied his mind.

Pain went by in a haze, and in the depth of his madness he kept hearing the same voice. It came with the voice of Steisa…

Big brother, you are finally here with us!

It came in the voice of Rose, his mother…

Come closer to me… My child…

Now and then, the hunger pangs would get too much for him, and via the urging of the voices, he would bend and eat off the bundle he held in his hand.

The blood of Abominations was powerful, but it could not be created out of nothing. The boy had been healed countless times, and that blood needed sustenance.

Although there must have been something inside him that rebelled, making his healing wounds tear apart again and again. That resolve had gotten extremely twisted, for he slowly ate the last of the bundle in his hand.

He let the bloodied cloth drop to the floor, and unexpectedly he began to wail, giving out a long-drawn-out howl like a hyena, and as suddenly as it started, it stopped.

Regolf stood there by the shore, for what seemed like an eternity. As he stood, the water in front of him began to bubble, and massive shapes began to move within.

In a short while, Giant Abominations began coming out of the lake, there were three… Four… A dozen, until finally fourteen Giants, stood before the lone figure of the boy.

Some of them eyed him with various eyes scattered all over their bodies, but soon looked away in apparent disinterest.

In the case of Regolf, if he could see them, he gave no indication, he just stood and stared at the lake as if he were waiting for something.

A soft sigh came from the lake and the fourteen Giant Abominations that stood at its shores went still like statues, as one, they all turned towards the lake.

A solemn voice came from the depth of the water. If any mortal had heard it, their bodies would have exploded on the spot, their souls would be crushed and their lineage cursed.

A Dominator would be transfixed and would, shortly after, a grisly fate much worse than death would follow.

"The time draws near. My wait is nearly over. A mother loves all. Even the least of her children."