We travel for a long time underground, and my curiosity and depression was still getting the best of me. We finally come to the surface, and I was not really in the mood to go anywhere at this stage in this storm. I watch as the stranger in the red cloak was walking towards the rail, looked at me and signeled for me to come. I didn’t want to, but I assume it will be a lot better then just being in the pouring rain and with all this lightning appearing in the sky above us with a bang like the sound of several guns being shot at the same time, then disappearing as fast as it appeared. Only to come back ever once in a few moments. I watch as the water is flowing from the top of the mountain, making its way down towards what seems to be a lake, and also down the foot path, and also on all sides of the mountain, and even down the huge cave the stranger was standing next to. As I get soaked in this weeping and unpleasant weather, I finally make my way towards the cave, just focusing on getting out of the rain, and not really carrying what lies ahead when I look at he cliff, then back at the stranger. The blue orb glowed bright and the cliff went out like a platform, and he placed his hand on my back and gently directed me to step on it. Though I have no effect in myself to deny his gesture, I chose to follow his path willingly. The platform plummets slowly to the ground under us, and as we move off, I step onto the puddle with my bare feet onto the solid and rugged rocks that lie under the surface of the gathered rain from the on going storm. I look around, and I just see rocks and no form of any meaning seen around this environment. I turn around to the stranger and shrugged, in a displeased manner. The blue sphere glows again, and the ruins of this place was starting to form around us, and I take notice that this place is special. For what it contains, I do not know. Her walks past me and towards what seems to be a half build pillar at the end of the hall way. I look at the encryptions on the top of it on the wall and read what it says.
'He that holds this powered sphere,
grants the power to whom that deares,
the power to control the earth itself,
must always be true to himself.
only those with heart of courage,
only those with a tongue of truth,
will grant the sphere, then become one,
with the earth itself.
He that denies what is right in this world,
will overtime, be earth itself.
I look at the man, then the orb and ask ‘is that it’? And he nods his head. I look at him in a foul mood and said ‘I don’t have time to watch your boasting of how great you do or what ever. I’m out of here.’ I walk away from him to get out, and he gently speaks. ‘This is not the reason I brought you here.’ I stop walking, turn around and said ‘then why?’ He turns from the wall and to me and answers’i brought you here so you can find yourself again’. I look at him and said ‘well, looks like it has not worked’. I go away from him, and he again gently say’s ‘follow me, and I will make you who you are again.’ I stop walking, an increasing anger rise within me and I march back to him and yelled ‘I did follow you. And you lead me to a writing on a wall. How is that suppose to help me?’ He looks at me silently, the sphere glows and from the ground beside him, there seemed to be a lantern, a purple one, coming out of the ground like a mole. He picks it up from the ground well putting the sphere away. He draws what looks like purple mist. The same identity as the guy dressed in white and with a purple rock in his forehead. He gesture his hand in front of the lamp in a certain way that when he does it, it looks like it is a living thing. In an instant, her stretches his hand towards the wall that stands behind the pillar, and as the aether flowed through the stone wall, cracks were being seen when ever mist had past over it. I assume it had revealed it’s weaknesses. The stranger put down the lantern and walks toward the middle of the wall. He brings out the sphere, and gold was coming through the ground and swirling upwards as it went around the sphere and his hand. As the process was being developed, he ended up with a golden sword and the sphere resting in the part where the handle meets the blade. He lifts up the sword and thrusts it into the wall, causing the rocks holding the wall structure to brake to pieces and fall downwards and landing around him, but none touched him. He remains in his stance until the wall was no more then a pile or rubble. He stands up straight he walks back to the lamp, then to me and softly says ‘come’.
I do so with interest to what had just happened, and we entered another room. It was dark because it’s area has lost it’s light. All that I saw was the blue sphere the stranger started to bring out of it’s golden case, he walks to a certain spot, lifts the sword with the blade facing downwards, and plants it into the ground. The sphere glowed brighter then I had ever seen before since I have been with him, but the light was not blinding me, or him. It just shown. When I looked around, we are in a dome like room. there was nothing or anything on the walls. I looked at the stranger and he walks toward a curtain part of this place with his lamp and looked like he was going to reveal weak spot. But when he finished, it didn’t show weaknesses, it showed words instead. As I looked at the words further in time and curiosity, so much that my feeling I was feeling before was starting to feel nonexistent. I walk closer with the light guiding me where to look in this once dark place. It was some sort of diagram. There was words all around made out of what seemed to be Jadeite, forming a circle. But the words remained evenly leveled. Able to read without twisting my head. I look at them and I see one word in the middle of it all. And from that was a shape of the sun, made from gold, And from the sun, looks like it was rays coming from it and onto the word that surrounded it. I step back into what it means. I look at the stranger and asked for his guidance into what it means. He points to the top left side of the diagram, and said the word of each one in what seemed authority and power. He made his way across, then down wards, then back towards the other side, back upwards and back to the name he started with, like the shape of a rectangle:
‘Believe, Beloved, Brave, Care, Compassion, Courage, Defend, Discipline, Destiny, Endure, Faith, Forgive, Freedom, Gentleness, Goodness, Grace, Gratitude, Holy, Honest, Honour, Hope, Humble, Integrity, Joy, Justice, Kind, Liberty, Long-suffering, Loyal, Meek, Mercy, Obey, Patient, Peace, Perseveres, Pity, Protect, Purified, Purpose, Repent, Respect, Reverence, Righteous, Responsible, Salvation, Self-control, Selfless, Self-sacrifice, Sorry, Stalwart, Temper, Temperance, Tenderhearted, Tireless, Trust, Truth, Virtue’
I remain quiet, and asked after my silence ‘what do they mean?’ He places his hand on my shoulder and speaks ‘each one of these words are a moral for life. Each one of these words are a link to what you must always do no matter the cost of your life. They bring life, meaning, a reason to live.’ I look at the words And wondered what the word in the middle was. ‘What word is that? For something that looks like it holds all the other ones together it’s really short. Only four letters, and out of... is that Musgravite.’ He answers well rubbing my shoulder gently ‘you will figure it out.’ I ask him ‘I wonder what will cause these word to split up.’ He looks at me, looks the other side of the room with his lantern. I look at him and wonder ‘what is he going to do?’
He goes to the golden sword in the middle of the room, and adjusts the light to only shine half of the room, the area where I still stand. He walks to the dark side with his lantern leading the way. He draws purple mist out of his lantern like before, sends it in front of him, and something starts to appear on the wall. It was glowing, and a diagram like on the other side, except it was more of a ... disturbing sight. The words on the boarder were made from Carnelian, instead of a circle, looked like a spike ball unevenly, with it’s lines connected to the words at the boarder like the other diagram, but made out of Ruby’s. And there were two words in the middle this time, both made from black quartz. The top was the same word, but the word at the bottom was longer then the top. The stranger signs me to come closer, and I do, but did not like being in the dark side of the room, but for some reason with him there with me, I was not afraid anymore. ‘What is that?’ I asked the man, starting to hold onto his hand in an attempt to feel safe. And just like before, he introduces me to each word.
Abuse, Adultery, Anger, Anxiety, Arrogance, Backbite, Bitter, Boast, Careless, Carnal, Cheat, Complain, Conceited, Concupiscence, Conscienceless, Covetousness, Coward, Cruel, Curses, Deceit, Deceive, Disappoint, Discourage, Discrepancy, Disgrace, Disobedience, Disrespect, Drunk, Emulate, Envy, Extort, Faithless, Fornication, Foulmouthed, Fret, Frustrated, Guilt, Gossip, Grasping, Greed, Grievance, Harass, Harsh, Hate, Haughtily, Heartless, Heresy, Homosexual, Ill-will, Immoral, Impatient, Impure, Inferior, Iniquity, Injustice, Insolence, Irreverent, Irritate, Jealous, Kidnapers, Lascivious, Lawless, Lazy, Lie, Loathsome, Loveless, Lust, Malice, Manslayers, Merciless, Morose, Murder, Perjurers, Pride, Profane, Provoking, Pugnacious, Rage, Resent, Revel, Revilers, Revenge, Robber, Rude, Sedition, Selfish, Self-seeking, Shame, Sinful, Slander, Strife, Sullen, Treachery, Unbecoming, Unbelief, Unclean, Undutiful, Unfaithful, Unforgiving, Ungodly, Unrighteousness, Unruly, Vainglory, Vain, Witchcraft, Wrath
‘What’s that?’ I ask. He answers ‘they steal, kill, and destroy the values that are on the other wall, when given permission too. But can also be vanquished by them also.’ I ask him ‘which of these two is stronger?’ He turns to me and says ‘which ever one people seek. These are easy to follow, but will destroy you from the inside out. The words on the other side are simple, and bring life when used according to the right path in life.’ ‘What’s the right path?’ As I ask. He says ‘I think you will find out, really soon.’ I turn away from him and walk to the side where there is light, fell to the ground on my knees and asked ‘how? I don’t even know who I am. According to what I have been made known so far, as much as I can remember, I have been beaten, lost, kidnapped, alone, betrayed, in pain, lied to, unwanted, wiped away from who I am, and it’s all their fault’. The stranger walks to me, he kneels before me and asked ‘it matters not. What you going to do to make yourself remember?’ I look at him with my eyes in tears. ‘I don’t know. I’m so lost.’ He puts his hand on my shoulder and says ‘let me help you remember who you are.’ I hold onto his hand and ask ‘how?’ He answers ‘how much are you willing to go to remember?’ I answer ‘till The end.’ He asks ‘are you willing to believe everything I say to you, and that you may question me any time I speak? ‘I reply ‘I believe.’
He starts to declare to me who I am. ‘You are a human being. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. You are made with a destiny and purpose. You believe in the best ability of people who are in a broken and/or lost state. You show pity, compassion and kindnesss who those in need. You work for other’s not in seek of a reward, but that it will help them get to where you hope for them to be. You are brave and courageous against those that are evil, but you focus on the act, not the human that is allowing it. You defend and protect those you care for. You seek for truth In all you do, and you won’t stray from doing what the bible says is right. You respect, honour and loyal to your family and friends. But above all, to me and the Great Engineer. You are developing and learning to do the same for your enemies. You are joyful within the truth, you have self-control. You endure through pain from evil for you believe that denying the truth is worse then admitting a lie. You have faith in me, and the Great Engineer that the path we present is the way to the best life. You have peace within your own struggles. Your patient with people you know in unpleasant situations. You Obey the commandments towards the right things in life. You have mercy against those who seek distraction. Your grateful with what you have. Your honest even when it is difficult to be so when things won’t be within your favour. You seek justice against wrong. Your loyal to people you hold dear, and won’t trade it to anyone for anything. You look to fulfil your responsibilities towards your duties. You repent from your wrong and seek forgiveness from others, and you forgive people who wrong against you along with grace. You place yourself under liberty when working towards what is right. Your tireless from helping those in need. You seek integrity and virtue to show in display that you believe in me and the Great Engineer for life. You are willingly to give yourself up for the best of others, but not above more then your faith in the truth. You do your best to avoid impure thoughts and actions on yourself and others. You are capable of becoming more then who you are. Just keep on believing in me, and you will live in the truth. And the truth will set you free.’
I remain there, in denial of what has been declared. ‘I can’t possibly be capable of that. I’m not worthy.’ He answers ‘without Forgiveness and repentance, and the will to become better then before, no one ever it.’ I ask him ‘but, the person that abandoned ...’ before I can finish, he puts his hand on my face gently and softly commands ‘let it go. She was trying to honour her friend. And thought you will be better in his hands then her own. If it’s other wise, she can make the capability of explaining herself to you, if she chooses too. But ether she does or not, have grace. You along with other people in this world are still young, and still learning to do what’s right.’ I look at the ground and think about what I have done. My eye’s tear up and I cry in front of him. Then I speak. ‘I’m sorry for straying away from what is right. I’m sorry for sinning Against her, him and you.’ He takes my hand, grips onto it in a gentle posture and asks ‘why are you willing to do that? Why are you willing to ask for forgiveness? What causes you to become better? What helps bring all of the morals I have mentioned to you together into one? What have you acted out of? I look at him, with tears, crying, having the answer, but don’t know how to say it. ‘Because I ... i ...’ he places his head on mine and he says that I will never forget. ‘... because you love them, and above that, you love me and the Great Engineer.
With that one word ‘love’, shock comes from the inside out with in me. Both in my chest, and in my mind. My mind floods with memories I have made from my past, the hurt and evil that pulled me down no longer took grip onto me. My identity in who I choose to be comes back. From that, my intentions about who I am come back to mind, soul and heart. He lets go of me, I stand up and I look to the golden sword that stands next to me I place my hand on the handle, and the sphere starts to show it’s light to the whole room, and I was summoning fractions of my old identity to me. We hear a rumble coming from the side of the mountain, and I know it was close. I place my hand in the sphere, and a small piece comes off it willingly. I pull the sword out, threw it upwards towards the ceiling, and the sword became implanted to the top of the dome. looking to the direction it was coming from, a tunnel formed for them, and I watched my gear and clothing fly through the space in the room, and get attached to the sword on the ceiling. I use the piece in my hand to get the equipment off the sword and into my position. I pick up my aether meter, and used it to make the healing process set out by I would assume to be @eerie_coppernight based off the care on the bandages, and the only doctor I know. I change out of my bandages, ripped off my remaining clothing and fit into my familiar red and white out fit. I place my goggles, hat and mask back on, and finished up with my gloves on my hands, then my gauntlets on my gloves. I look at the speck of the Earth Sphere, then watched it speed back to the sword in the ceiling. I look at the weapon, and imagined it into the familiar weapon I taken ahold with me for years. I watched the gold get consumed by the stone, and the form changing from a sword, to a hammer. When I was finished, I let the ceiling release the head of the hammer and when it comes to me, I grab ahold on the handle into my claw gauntlet. The Scarlet man asks me after all this. ‘Who are you?’ I answered ‘... I am Emman Jumpsong, the White Lion. A believer in the Scarlet Man, and the Great Engineer, A Procter, A Defender, A Warrior, A Son ... A Friend. The Scarlet Man hands his hand to me and say’s ‘welcome back Emman.’ I answer to him ‘too long I’ll say’ with a smirk under my mask. He asks ‘what will you do now?’ I ask ‘what will you have me do?’ He starts to walk backwards, then turns around to walk away from me, and forward towards the world well saying ‘love the Lord with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your might. And love your neighbour as yourself’. I smile under my mask, as he gave the most important commandments. ‘Will do.’ I look at the morals on the wall on both sides, and wanted to have deeper depth into their meaning. I see blanks on some of them. Must mean I have to discover them, along with the negative ones on the other side. I place the hammer in the centre of the dome, shimming it’s light on the moral side, went forward towards the glittering words and made time to study by what they mean single handily. Remembering that most of all, they are all bound by ‘Love’. And the negatives on the other side, were ‘Love Parasites’.
