Forsaken By The Gods - Volume 1: Discovering A God Chapter 15 Fifteen: Weakness
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“You rang my Lord,” I hear a deep voice. It was like listening to thunder roar as he spoke, the figure bowing down to the god who seems to hate me.
“We have someone who refuses to reveal the truth in my presence. Beat him, until he tells us his true identity.”
“Yes my Lord.”
As the god walks away, a toothy grin makes its way on Bishamonten’s face.
Sweat makes it’s way on my body, this will not be fun.
“Who are you?!”
“I’m no-”
I stop mid sentence as an unfamiliar pain hits my back. It’s something worse than fighting Benson, or even the god that just left me. This pain isn’t something I’m numb to. No, it is sharp and persistent, as it burns me to my bones. I scream out in agony, blood draining down my back.
How is this heaven?
“Answer the question, who are you?!”
I remain quiet. I don’t know who I am. Am I a god, am I a human. They say I’m a Demigod, but I feel nothing but powerlessness. When I don’t answer, this time he aims for my wrist. I scream again, my whole body breaking out into a cold sweat as my hand now dangles from it.
This pain was unbearable.
Repetitively, I was tortured. Limbs being torn from me, only to be regenerated. Teeth were yanked from my gums, only to grow again, nails removed from my fingertips, just to appear again in moments.
Blood now stained the clothes Benson had crafted for me, and pain and rage slowly began to mix.
As consciousness began to fail me, I found myself inside of a white room.
“And there we have it, still too weak to protect anyone.”
I raise my head, only to be met by the face of Kana. As I open my mouth to speak, a spear is suddenly thrust into her heart, blood pooling at the side of her mouth.
“It seems you’re still too weak. Maybe your humanity is holding you back. It seems Orth was right. You’re so busy playing human, you can’t even see that you stand above them. Or, will you let your humanity keep you from protecting those that you love? I loved you so much. Yet you watched me die. Will you let Emiya die the way you did me? So busy being protected, all because you’re so powerless.”
My heart aches, as the scene shifts, and I see a bloodied Emiya on the ground. Her eyes are glossed over, her hand gripped on her sword, Benson lying dead beside her. It was clear she was still alive, but she couldn’t move anymore.
Desperate to save her, I began to struggle against my chains. A dark figure began to take slow deliberate steps towards her.
“Stop!”
Tears blurred my vision, but it didn’t listen. Instead it continued forward.
“Please, make this stop! I don’t want this to happen.”
My voice strained, as the looming figure got closer. This wasn’t right, Emiya doesn’t deserve to die.
“There’s nothing I can do. I’m dead remember. You let me die. Will you let the same happen to her? If you don’t want it to happen, then do something!”
“What?! Do what?! What am I supposed to do?! I’ll do anything!”
“Anything? Even if it costs your humanity?”
“I don’t care if it costs my life! Emiya doesn’t die!” My voice thundered.
“As you wish.” She speaks.
With a cold bucket of water dumped on my body, I’m brought back to reality, my chains still on me.
“Ah, finally awake again, now I can continue my work.” The voice of thunder greeted me. Bishamonten takes a moment to look me over. “Hmm, you seem…different.”
However, I didn’t respond. As a ferocious new feeling overtook me, I broke free of my restraints with a small tug.