The mood in the entire room drops, and anger flares in the bodies of many of the nightmares around. Then the priest on the stage says, "The final chapter of the second world talks of the false humans who walk the earth, the seven beasts. The only living being said to be created outside of the Messiah's own two hands, an abomination that appears to trick and deceive humanity until they fall into complete and utter despair.
The elder tiger who consumes the souls of the living, the gigantic lizard who incites war in the heart of men, the bewitching wolf who steps on the will of other for the sake of pride, the old giant who squashes all who steps in his way for the sake of appealing to their master, shining rainbow which blows the reflects all of humanity sin onto them forever blocking their sight, and their leader the multiheaded dragon that's arrival spells the end of the second world. Together they pollute and corrupt humanity, multiplying till the day they outnumber us all. And once the sky is filled with their pseudo angels, the multiheaded dragon shall spell the end of our world.
To all those throughout history, these seven beasts have been a warning of the end times, a warning of the destruction of all they hold dear. And during the reclamation of humanity by King Charles, when a new group of humans who bore curses that made them look like hideous monsters, all those of the time thought the false humans had been born.
They hunted us, they killed us, they strung us up, and we died by the thousands when we only had tens of thousands. Each day we were despised, and told we were the ones born to end the world, that are very existence was evil, and no punishment barred against us held any form of evil.
We believed these words, we had accepted them as our truth, and lowered our heads accepting it. Yet it wasn't true, and we fought back, we fought for centuries, never forgiving our aggressors. And our fight for freedom became a reign of terror. In the era of Levev bound Molstoria, and all of southwestern Terrafide under our thumb, and treated them like animals centuries after all those who hurt us had died. We were wrathful, and we were hateful, and now yet again our situation has flipped back to being the abused."
All of the items spinning around the woman form into the hold symbol of the church, and she says, "The Messiah rescued us long ago, yet we abused his blessing, and it was taken from us. We are not demons, nor are we angels; we are humans. We are imperfect by design, and on this planet, we will never be perfect. Yet our goal isn't to be perfect, but to love those around us, to be the servants to each and every other life on this planet, to be true to our souls, and walk the path of honouring each other, and even the child within you which dreamt of a happy future. No matter the race, no matter the affliction, no matter the country, care for your fellow man, and move forward, understand them and bring each other closer to god by prayer. May your soul surge!"
Together, everyone within the building says, "May your soul surge!"
And soon she walks off the stage, and one by one everyone starts to stand up. Avram clapping says, "Globėja has come a long way from setting buildings on fire with me."
Everyone turns their head to Avram, and seeing Iancu, he says, "I mean, since giving to the poor during my time off after I cleaned my room, and cooked a full-course dinner for my parents."
Elia starts to giggle, which sends shock across Orb's face, but his eyes quickly move to Suzuka grabbing him, and he says, "Is everything ok? You're grip loosens."
"The prayer made everyone's minds a bit calmer, so I am doing better," she says as sweat surges down her face.
"Do you want to do now?"
"No, I want to at least continue on for a little while longer."
"Ok then."
-Break-
Location: Purification grounds
The crowds of people led by the clergy lead giant swarms of humans towards the purification grounds where the rest of those who didn't attend the service stand, and as the two crowds meet in front of the giant grounds, they face forward at the sight in front of them.
A giant series of walls surrounds a large open area filled with graves, and throughout the entire area, the rib cage of Balaur lies on every inch of the graveyard, creating a series of bridges and platforms in the sky in which multiple guards stand and watch over the sight beneath them. From these bridges a series of large devices hang off them, and as the guards talk into them, their voices are amplified, allowing people even from a distance to hear them.
Soon, the gates of the area open, and one by one, people flood in, with those allowed in first being ones carrying items surrounded in cloth, with everyone else being allowed in afterwards.
As they move through the large and dense crowd, many nightmares start to give Orb strange looks, so he quickly brings out his ears and tails, then freezes half of both Willow's and Maple's hair.
Suzuka says, "Isn't that too cold for them?"
Maple, hugging her from behind, says, "No, Willow and I can stand the cold rather well; Orb could freeze half of our arms, and we would be able to function without issue."
Orb eyes quickly peer all around himself to take note of all the nightmares around him, yet as his eyes move, a series of nightmares with incredibly tense looks cross his eyeballs.
Soon they all flood into the area, and one by one the clergy bring those carrying the items with cloth towards one of the countless giant graves everywhere, and one by one they unwrap the cursed objects and items in their hands.
They hold swords, armour, axes, bows, arrows, bullets, shields, cups, shoes, jewellery, frying pans, teeth, socks, monocles, underwear, and the lucky hold desecrated corpses.
When their eyes meet these items, some cry, some fall to their knees, some scream out with anger, some cover them back up, and the brave few fight through their pain and continue on with the ceremony.
Each of them, in their own ways, is filled with anguish which spreads to everyone in the grounds. The idea of the reality of their existence files through the heads of each one of them, the worth, and value of their bodies. The truth of the reality that they will face, and many do face in this moment, falls onto them and stirs the emotions deep within their souls.
Many thoughts of those here wish to be expressed through words, yet each of them has the sense to be quiet. Yet those emotions still crush a single girl unbeknownst to all of them.
Suzuka's legs tremble, her arms tense up, her eyes twitch, sweat surges down her body, and her heart rate skyrockets as the pain and suffering buried deep within the hearts of our falls onto her unendingly.
And as Maple tries to grab her, she says, "I am fine. I want to watch, I need to experience this with all my heart and soul."
She continues to stand, but the terror and anxiety only increase as, through the gates, Gurmand and the rest of his gang walk through carrying a large series of bodies wrapped in blankets.
His large body shakes the ground near him as he walks and brings the attention of all those around him towards him. He continues to march forward, and soon his eyes lock with Dragoste, standing with the rest of the ministers in front of the crowd.
The air tenses up as he moves close to them, and all those in the surrounding area prepare for a fight to occur between them, yet Gurmand walks past them without even a slight bit of hesitation in his movements, and Orb lets out a sigh of relief.
Wadim, who has used the darkness from his arm to cover his, Ivana's, and Gheorghe's faces, says, "Gurmand is many things, but disrespecting the dead by causing a fight isn't something that even he would do."
Gurmand moves close to one of the graves and unwraps the cloth, and within the cloth lies a large series of little arms. When these underdeveloped arms are seen by those around, horror and fright fall onto the faces of those around him as he quietly buries all of them.
Getting up, he walks over to Dragoste and says, "These children never saw the light of Blestemate. Never once did they get to experience even a fraction of the land sworn to them by birthright."
Dragoste's fist is tense, and the other ministers stare at Gurmand.
Vėja, with a stern tone, says, "We plan on arresting you when Radonitsa ends."
Gurmand says, "I will be long gone by then, doing the job of those who are supposed to be the protectors of our people."
Veekeeris says, "I like your passion and spirit, but you are a young boy, and do not know the terrors of the battle you wage outside of Blestemate, and how they affect us."
"Silence, you coward. You three are the Deocheal, the three leaders whom the Queen had chosen out, yet despite all your power, you stand there, and you know what's worse? You try to stand here and look at the sights in front of you while justifying your passivity."
Stiprais says, "Watch your tone! We have lived three times your lifespan and have seen horrors you could never imagine. Yet we have protected Blestemate, and will continue to do so."
Gurmand laughs and says, "Do you not see the state of the world? Beloved humans are being wiped out in a genocidal manner, yet you think that we, the nightmares, those who people see as the omens of the seven beasts, will survive. We are hated for being born, we are hated for living, and we are disgraced even when we die. There is no honour, nor is there any purpose in the lives our oppressors have carved out for us. Then you have the balls to tell the preacher to give a sermon like that? One telling us that both sides our bad? What have we done to them in my lifetime? Yet they continue to hate me despite never even being the ones hurt by your foolish actions. You tell us to respect you, and watch how we speak, but is it not you foolish old cunts who couldn't even behave when we finally stood on top of the reason this all happened?"
"Calm yourself, Gurmand. Today is a holy day, and I don't need your complaints ruining it. People want to bury their dead, and as a former slave yourself, you know how important that is."
Gurmand's fist tightens, but he composes himself and says, "And you son of Captivant, it must be nice to be protected by your human brothers, isn't it? I am sure you made lots of friends during your travels with your father. The son of a man who spent years finding the trade networks for nightmare corpses and sharing them with the hunters for protection. If I were him, I would be rolling in my grave out of disappointment!"
Iancu turns his face to Orb and says, "Don't listen to th-."Yet as his eyes lay on the concentrated look on Orb's face, he becomes enamoured for a moment.
Under his breath, Orb says, "Something is wrong? I feel like my emotions are a bit more hectic than before, but even worse than that, doesn't everyone here feel a bit angrier than before? It's like their emotions have undergone some kind of surge, like they are being manipulated."
Suzuka, grabbing Orb's arm, says, "He is moving right behind Dragoste, a guard, he has a second head on his shoulder that looks like the face of a baby."
Orb quickly activates his legacy and peers over towards Dragoste, then pushing Suzuka into Iancu's arms, lunges forward.
A man behind Dragoste brings out a dagger, and all those around him are far too belligerent to notice his presence. So he holds the dagger tight and goes in to stab Dragoste, but a fienidhs blow smacks him in the face and smashes his head towards the ground. Then Orb, with his fist buried in the man's face, say, "Don't you dare disrespect this day."