《Agalma》Chapter 2
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I waited in anticipation for whatever it was to reveal itself so at least i could know what was about to happen. one minute turned to three, three turned to ten, ten turned to thirty and nothing happened. I felt silly maybe the thoughts from earlier got to me more then i would like to admit. Still prepared to defend myself i left the candles blazing but i was beginning to feel cramped so i was leaving for some fresh air. I got up and paced to the Top stairs of the temple opening. I sat laid down letting the cool concrete floor touch my back through my robe forgetting about what happened earlier. Looking up at the the tiny Moons of our planet i began to wonder what lies beyond the stars, I've heard that Mecha-roids actually get to explore asteroids and distance planets far beyond human capabilities. In some ways i envied them for that but had no interesting in a self righteous , self serving, egotistical, killer culture that they boasted so openly about. Though i know that i probably wouldn't be much better if i had powers like they did. I didn't have any illusions about the nature of mankind, each did what was best for themselves... in a way Mecharoids are are more like us and us like them ,then either of us either of the two races liked to admit. I just wondered why people and robot alike, when having accesses to such incredible power choses to do nothing for each other. Is it fear, is it ego, is it spite, maybe they actual prefer the death and violence, or maybe its the same reason i didn't follow that warband that fateful day ago.
Sighing i didn't move from my comfortable position still gazing upon. If there was one thing i could agree to myself was the that, the stars, and moons in this moment were absolutely beautiful. I was hungry but was content to just stay exactly were i was. This night was so peaceful i wished all my days were like this... i wish my clan was here to see it. Before i commenced in a another night time tear up i closed my eyes allowing all the emotions to wash over me.
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Shuddering i clasped my hands and prayed to whoever was out there. I had no idea if the saying's of my clan were true, that the god Janus was watching over us but it was all i had so i clung to it, as tightly as i could. My hands still strung together i started speaking aloud "Great god Janus thank you, thank you for everything, for my health, the sun and the moon, the animals.
For some reason I felt like it was really listening to me
"My fam-..." i probably should've ended my prayer there but something came over me. Perhaps my emotions got the better of me and i finally began crying , disobeying all the commandments
" why, why , WHY DID YOU LET MY FAMILY DIE, I HATE YOU I hate " i said with with a whimper leaving it at that. I know no one would respond i simply let it go... why do i even pray i thought closing my eyes and fixing into a sleeping position.
Do you really hate god? a voice asked me right as i closed my eyes.
…Terrified i tried to pretend as if i didn't hear the voice. Feeling something cold and metal grab me by my armpits and yank me up as easily as you would a newborn child. I'll ask you one last time, Do You Really Hate God?
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