A lone figure is seen walking to an abandoned village and says quietly, “This village… The buildings are fine but the people are… Their bodies look like unwrapped mummies.”
While walking, the figure hears what sounds to be crying and laughter mixed together then walks towards it, curious.
Suddenly the sound stops and a seated man surrounded by corpses says in a hoarse voice, “Who are you? Has the government finally come to kill me? Good, I need to atone.”
Figure: “No, I’m not here to kill you. I’m a sinner just like you. In fact, I’ve also destroyed an entire town. However, you aren’t to blame for this town’s destruction. The government is.”
Man: “What are you talking about!? The government said…”
Figure: “The government lied! Even though I knew the government was conducting experiments on humans, I turned a blind eye because I didn’t care. Those pills you were taking, they weren’t to cure you of some made-up illness, they were to amplify your latent powers!”
Man: “How do you know about those pills!? The government said only 8 people knew of them.”
Figure: “That is correct, only 8 people knew of the pills, including myself…”
The man stands up abruptly and yells, “Who are you!?”
Figure: “I’m sure you heard of me, my name was whispered among the 4 corners of the world. Everywhere, people feared being sent to me…”
Man: “N-n-no-o… The government said you were killed in action.”
Figure: “The government only said I died as a cover. They didn’t want the truth to be revealed. That one of their 7 Virtues turned rogue…”
Man: “S-shi-ni-niga-ga-m-mi… What do you want with me?”
Figure: “I want to recruit you to help me take down the government. As a tiny bit of atonement for my sins… From the looks of it, you could use the atonement, too.”
Man: “Do you plan on rivaling the Virtues or something?”
Figure: “No. I intend to surpass them so people aren’t ruled by fear.”
Man: “I doubt you’ll take no for an answer… So, I’m in. The name is Rocketman.”
Figure: “Yep. My code name is Acedia. Your code name will be Invidia. Your title will be the Jealous. As for my name, it’s Zetsumei.”
Rocketman: “Why Invidia?”
Zetsumei: “Invidia is Latin for envy. You had latent absorption abilities before the pills. After them, it seems your power increased to the point of being uncontrollable.”
Rocketman: “How come you’re not effected, then?”
Zetsumei: “Oh, I am. It’s just my power allows me to recover energy much faster than your current absorption rate.”
Rocketman: “How do I control my power?”
Zetsumei: “Training, of course. Why don’t you try relaxing?”
Rocketman sighes and sits down for 30 minutes then says, “I don’t feel any different.”
Zetsumei: “I do. I can feel my energy being absorbed less quickly. I think you’ll have better control over your powers if you are calm and relaxed.”
Rocketman: “Why do you wear a cloak when it is so hot?”
Zetsumei: “After I committed my sins, I decided to embrace what the public called me… God of Death or in other areas, the Grim Reaper. The Grim Reaper looks like a cloaked skeleton.”
Rocketman: “You’re not wearing a skull mask, are you?”
Zetsumei: “That is none of your business. I’ll reveal my face when the time is right.”
Rocketman: “Whatever, your Godly One.”
Zetsumei: “Just cut the cracks and put this on. It will also help you control your power.”
Zetsumei gives Rocketman a seal of a pig dyed green.
Rocketman: “What’s this? Are you calling me fat!?”
Zetsumei looks at Rocketman and quietly snorts, “He looks like a frail, withered old man.”
Rocketman: “Why do I have the intense urge to punch you right now…”
Zetsumei: “I guess it’s because you know you’ll miss.”
Rocketman tries to punch Zetsumei but his punch seems to go through the figure.
Rocketman: “Okay, that is a scary power you have. Are you even alive in that cloak!?”
Quiet chuckling is Rocketman’s only response as the duo continues to search for more allies.
9 comments
Excellent, Rocketman you bad assed amine character you!
Will read this as soon as i stop making my neighbors hate me 🙂
Your neighbors have no taste, nor do they enjoy any spontaneity.
May they live in interesting times. ~Chinese Proverb.
Trust me, if you lived in a urban, normal place, and you had a neighbor which you don’t know shout out random stuff in a language you don’t know once a week for something like 2-3 hours, every single week… you’d hate him too 😀
I live in Texas, that is an average Tuesday night around here my friend, except they are all open carrying pistols.
At least pistols are in tune, lol 😀
Wait is that you shouting out obscenities in made up languages or your neighbors?
Or..wait now it is starting to fall into place…guitar, loud language no one around you could hope to understand..ohhhhh.. OH.
God the neurons are firing some crazy shit. You are playing your guitar. DOH.
Nothing to see here, crazy lady left the building.
And that’s what SeeSmith’s humor does to your neurons. He should come with a warning or something.