Chapter 4: The Chosen One
Springing his dark wings outwards, Thanatos lifted two fingers and gestured a pulling motion towards his wing. A feather was plucked, floating in midair as it distorted in shape. The plumage from earlier had become a pair of linked cuffs.
With his fingertip pointing towards Eros' direction, the cuffed links chained Eros' wrists together. After Thanatos exchanged nods with the Oracle, he took Eros by his shoulder and dissolved into the clear sky. Less than a minute later, Aphrodite followed the duo and disappeared from the forest.
As soon as their auras became absent, the limbs of the trees untangled from one another and blossoms bloomed in glittering colors. Creatures of various shapes and sizes peeked out from their hiding spots. Slowly, the liveliness in the fields resumed as sounds of roars and peace paved ways through the space.
Removing the barrier shield he created, the Oracle lowered his gaze to the golden colored particles on the soft grasses below. Bringing forth his arm, he chanted a spell from his mouth that only he could hear. The winds were summoned, and the sun smiled blazingly onto him. He shut his eyes and concentrated his strength to his palm as golden shards of dust sizes gathered like sprinklers in a garden.
Suddenly, the entire forest sparkled in bright hues, warming the souls of every creature alive. Water droplets from grass separated its bodies to shattered fragments. As if these fragments had wings of its own, it danced across the sky, creating whirlwinds. Gradually, the water particles' transparent color dyed gold and settled on the Oracle's palm.
When he lifted his eyelids again, the rays of gold had disappeared. Instead, Eros' soul force was in its reversed state running actively around his palm.
"Though it is true that once a deity's soul force had been destroyed, it is irreversible in ordinary places. This is the enchanted forest I created, so I can revive and reverse whatever I want. Now is not the right time to hand you back to your owner. So, you'll have to stay with me while we send your owner's wife to safety." The Oracle said as he brought the glowing sphere into his home.
Before slamming the wooden door shut, he whispered to Eros' soul force as if it had ears to eavesdrop on him. "Besides, he is the chosen one after all. He chose to save Psyche, so his future has cleared up."
Suddenly, a clouded mist hazed his vision, and a gust of wind closed the wooden door from behind. A dizzying swirl with flamboyant colors produced a portal and a spirit creature appeared.
A mini fennec fox with a pair of precious gem-blue eyes sat relaxingly on a royal crowned chair while holding a blue rose on the side. With its white furry legs crossed, it swayed the flower in his hand as a greeting to the Oracle. Like a majesty's arrival, it looked mighty yet cheeky in its small seat.
As it tried pretending to be mature, the fox slipped off its seat and coughed softly to brush off its embarrassment. With its snow-white fur, its flushed cheeks bloomed like cherry blossoms. Taking a mini mirror from its pocket, it fixed two strands of fur sticking out on top of its tiny head using its paw. Climbing back onto its seat, it smoothed out the cushion to support its tiny bottom and resumed its task.
Like the mailing system in the human world, transferring items also require a messenger between deities, including the Oracle. Unlike other messengers, this particular spiritual fox was created using him and his lover's drip of bloods. It was a secret oath between him and Cassandra, his witch lover from earth.
With a few squeals coming from its mouth, the Oracle understood its meaning. Elevating his arm slightly, his sleeve widened. Psyche's soul radiated warmly as it twirled playfully around Eros' soul force. Chuckling, the Oracle said to her, "It's time for you to part from here. I promise you two will reunite at a different dimension when the time comes."
As if her soul had intellectual thoughts of its own, it flew towards the blue rose. Waving the blue rose towards the approaching soul, a petal fell as the rose blossomed wildly. A pearl sized entrance opened at the center of the rose, storing Psyche's soul inside of it. A blue petal fell upon receiving the item from him.
Snapping its small fingers, the fennec fox rubbed its nose on the petal, personally signing the receipt. When it finished its task, the petal flowed into the Oracle's palm. Since its task has been completed, the fox squeezed its eyes closed twice, wiggled its ears and flapped it sideways to close the portal. Within seconds, the transport portal was gone from sight.
'This little squirt is always hurried to go back to his mother. Tch, I made you too.' The Oracle shook his head as he placed Eros' soul force away.
On the other hand, Eros had already entered the realms of the underworld. Sounds of the torturing screams sharpened piercingly in Eros' ears as he reached his cell. With a shove, his back crashed against the cold stoned walls behind. Cracked surfaces and loosened pieces from the wall could be heard falling as it echoed the four walls surrounding him.
Instantly, his limbs were confined by metal chains, locking him closely to the wall. Screeching screams, cries of agony and the sounds of rusty chains along with thundering roars of whips filled the darkness. Muffled screams and sounds of whips penetrating layers of prisoners' bodies echoed from all sides.
Distinctive wet tearing sounds and bloody nakedness rose from the piles of resurrected bodies in front of him. As bodies of dead prisoners revived in front of his very eyes, lashes of poison ivy whips landed on the prisoners. The lacerated wounds opened torturously, ripping up layers of skin repeatedly.
Wounds heal as if magical potions were dripped on their open cuts. Once recovered, their waxen flesh would split open once again. Closing his eyes, screams blasted on high volume into his ears as if the prisoners were painfully pleading beside him. His barefoot laid flatly against the icicle prickling floor where no warmth nor light could enter this deep abyss.
Hearing jingling keys close by, he turned his attention to the bars where Aphrodite stepped in with a lightning bolt in her hands. Releasing the knot around the weapon in her hand, sharp sizzling sounds entered the cell.
"We meet again, Eros. I don't believe you would withstand the torment I've prepared for you. I'll have you understand what cost you have to pay when you go against me. " She smirked as she stroked the active whip in her hands.
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