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I need to eat souls to survive, it’s not a thing I’m proud of
Souls are not a must for living. If a man lost his soul he can survive but he will live as an empty shell. The souls contain all the feelings and the things that make us different people. They contain all the memories and hopes. A person without a soul would just walk through every day and do everything he’s told. If you would ask him anything he would just answer but never start a discussion or come with any ideas. A person without a soul has no meaning of living. He would not ask you to kill him but if someone would try to kill him he would not beg for his life. The kindest thing you can do is to kill the soulless person because he is already dead in mind. To loose your soul isn’t a natural thing, the only way to loose it is if someone takes it. Only very healthy persons can survive a loss of his soul. Those who take souls could be super-natural humans or some kind of ghost-demons. Normally are they eating the souls to survive but in some few cases they eat or collect them for fun. I need to eat souls to survive, it’s not a thing I’m proud of but I can live with it. Now you probably think I’m an evil creature who feed on other people and kill them because I like it. You can think that, actually I don’t care any more. Everybody thinks that about me, that’s maybe why everybody is so afraid of me. The only one I usually can talk to is my ignorant fool of a father, but he treats me like a child or an idiot. He doesn’t like me, he never has. I don’t like him either. Sometimes I get the funny feeling he’s using me but I can’t see how he could do that. The problem with eating souls is that you get the feelings and phobias of the people you eat. I used to not be afraid of snakes but after I ate an old woman’s soul I can’t stand seeing snakes anymore. After that I was more careful with who I eat. I use to starve for two reasons the first reason is that I don’t like eating people or to choose a person to kill, the other reason is that it is hard to find a good person without lacks. I try to find old people, they’re going to die soon anyway. The problem with old people is that they almost always got phobias. Sometimes I can’t find anyone then my father comes to me with a soul in a bottle. At first I gratefully took those bottles but after I realized where those souls came from I can’t stand taking them. Those souls came from newborn children he has somehow separated from their bodies. For some reason he don’t want me to die and with the role as chief he has the rights of the lives of the newborn children. If I refuse his help he force me to take it. That’s how my life is. Other persons must pay with their lives to make me keep going. I wish it wasn’t that way but I can’t change it.
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