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2: Rose's Letter

Today was the day.

Or rather, last night.

It’s November 1st, 2016, and you’re finally free. As such, this will be the final addition to the collection of letters and articles I have assembled for you during the past month.

Of course I cannot even begin to explain over three thousand years worth of history. Mainly because not even I can remember that far back anymore, but also because that past is irrelevant to the current circumstances. But this collection should serve as a useful guide until you become accustomed to the new world. The new Earth.

I wish I could say that the darkness that once corrupted this realm has vanished, but unfortunately that darkness is exactly why we brought you back.

…I sound cruel.

Believe me, I wanted you back more than anyone. I missed you. I loved you. I needed you.

I thought I needed you.

But of course I was too selfish. I should have tried again after that first failure. I should have done something, tried something. Perhaps I could have reworked your soul myself. Exterminated your darkness, and saved you from the creature that once haunted you.

Perhaps I was afraid.

Just as I was last night.

I almost didn’t go.

I stood in my home, and watched the clock. Minutes ticking by, and my heart feeling so torn between all the little decisions I would have to make. Now of course I did eventually leave. Alya, you’ll meet her again tomorrow, was understandable about my reluctance. But thankful I still came around. Then there was Arthur, who I would also love for you to meet again, and of course Samael. Alya, Samael, and I were the ones who performed the revival ritual. We thought it had gone wrong at first, but of course you’ve always had a flair for the dramatics.

It was sweet - Arthur rushing to protect me. The younger immortals are lovely, and I look forward to their progression. ( He’s a few centuries, but I believe I’ve still got him beat ).

I don’t know what I felt when I saw you.

Guilt? Happiness?

Of course, you remember the rest.

But I still haven’t quite told you why you’re here.

Just under a century ago, a new necromancer came into ‘the spotlight’ as it’s referred to now. Attention was on her, and what she hoped to achieve. Admittedly, myself and a few others did originally side with her. She wanted to kill God. Yes I know, it’s a bit of a difficult challenge. Killing the creator of the Heaven Realm - but she demanded justice for the millions of souls he’d wronged in his years of ruling. The issue arose later. She no longer wished to only kill God, but all who served him. Completely disregarding how many of those individuals suffered at his hands- how many of them that lost their friends, their family. Rumors spread of course. Saying that the necromancer was convening with the Shadow Realm. Lilith’s guard.

Many of us stopped supporting her after that.

She wants to dismantle Heaven entirely, and rule it herself.

Most of those who still support her only do so out of the greed of their own hearts. They want war, and a reason to kill, and she’s given them that.

I beg you to help us.

I won’t curse you again if you say no, but your magic is so powerful compared to the other immortals from our time. Even my own power has been severely limited over the years, our old worlds having been lost into dust.

I’m begging you to help us win this war.

You’re a shadow borne, aren’t you? Her armies could not affect you the way they affect others, I’m sure of it. And we just need a plan.

Arthur’s father said he’ll follow Samael’s lead, as he’s the one who’s been tasked with taking the necromancer down. Her soul is destined for the pit, if there’s any remnant of it left of course. And with your help, we could…

I’m sorry.

You had no knowledge of this war before I forced you into it.

You didn’t deserve this.

I shouldn’t have brought you back just to force you into the role you were trying so desperately to escape. I…I’m so sorry, Lily. Please. Forgive me.

…

You’re sleeping now. I can hear you in the living room, whispering to yourself. I suppose you really won’t ever be free from that accursed realm's grasp. It haunts you, even after so much time away. I suppose that brings a new problem as well. With your revival, what old magic did we awaken? Surely the spell didn’t just impact you, right?

I don’t know.

I’m so tired.

…

I do like the new hair.

It looks good, short.

Though I will miss the red.

#eternity’s prophecy #hiddenrose04

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