Yeah, so I had admitted to being dead, without spouting water works. I deserve a pat on the back really. Sigh... I'm tired, my spirit drained, and for good reason. I had to go through many days of tough, brutal training, kill a bunch of douchebags, just to get killed myself. As if the madness had life of it own, to pull one more stunt for it own twisted glee, somehow my soul now rests in the domain of my ancestor, the Elen bloodline progenitor, the first enigma. I think he has a few more titles to his great name, but right now, my mind was trying to cope with all it had been put through by seemingly sentient madness, it didn't seem to believe I deserved to rest, in eternal damnation amongst the Fouled, nor did it believe me to have earned an eternity with the great looming Saints.
Whilst I tried to come to with all that had happened so far, Old Elen chuckled as he stared at me with seemingly renewed interest, though his gray eyes remained dead, like stone, devoid of emotions and dare I say life, was it because he was blind? I couldn't tell, I didn't have it in me to ask either, so we stood silently in space, in the hug of a myriad of stars, glittering with so much color it put the rainbow to shame. If both where pit against each other in a contest of color and beauty, the rainbow was not a match for the sights that I beheld at this moment, not by a long shot.
I do not know how long I stood there as I did nothing but stare, but Old Elen was patient, he didn't rush me, whilst I counted, lost count and counted anew the jewels of heaven, he had me only in his eyes, it was strange to say the least, one old, one young, in an expanse of nothingness, one coming to terms with the reality of an early death, the other, an enigma, seemingly content to do nothing but stare at the young dead soul before him.
"I have decided, I'll bring you back to life", Old Elen stated out of the blue, it was so sudden I almost missed it as I was deep within myself counting stars, I had almost forgotten he was there. I was filled with glee, I had a new lease on life, rationality stated rebirth was impossible, but I knew, deep in my dim, dead soul, I knew he could do it, thus the water works begun again, this time for joy. "Calm yourself child, it'll be a slow process, though time is meaningless here, too much elation such as yours births impatience. Besides, I'm not saving you for free, everything has a prize, you must know". Breaking me out of my joyful fit of tears and snot, Old Elen doused my happiness a bit with his words.
"There's nothing I can do for you old man, I'm dead right now, what's more, I'm young and powerless", I stated the obvious which apparently he found very funny as he went into a laughing fit, squinting those dead, cold orbs he called eyes. When he was done with his hearty laughter which honestly ticked me off to no end especially when he flicked imaginary tears leaving me silently wondering what the fuck was so funny, he said, "yes yes hatchling,I am very well aware of your weakness and state of being, but worry not time changes all things, myself as well". Though he whispered the last part, I heard him clearly, I knew not his meaning but I wasn't going to pry, he still had much to say perhaps little, but at this moment, I was content with being silent.
Old Elen spoke a great deal about the concept of time, how it could destroy and create anew, how it brought with it the winds of change, that none could go against it power, the weak anyway, yes, the weak where subject to it's laws, whilst the strong could bend it's laws from affecting them for a time, only the strongest of the strong could rise above it to become it Lord and Master. I paid rapt attention to his gibberish, I didn't speak a word. Amongst stars we hopped, walked and danced as he graced me with knowledge, some utter rubbish and senseless, others wise beyond my greatest understanding and for some reason, I spake not a word, content in my silence and his droning.
At long last we came upon a swirl of stars, unlike the others that sat alone in this never ending space, this ones clustered upon themselves, swirling like a galaxy, chasing each other, no beginning and no end, simply astonishing. Here we stopped and Old Elen came to an end of his eon long sermon. He concluded by saying, "...and now your soul lives again, upon your revival, you shall see the gifts I have bestowed you, gotten from so long ago in my travels, now a bit faulty, from my lack of care, it should aid you greatly as you rise in power. When you're powerful enough, I shall tell you what it is you need do to repay your debt to me. Awaken now little one for life beckons, your soul shines again with life and deaths' grip upon you has been annulled. Live child and live well!".
With that, he pushed my soul into the swirling galaxy of stars that lay before us and everything came alive again. The stars danced and as colors danced, he gray eyes no more orbs but now alight with ancient fire, they burned coldly as he stood alone in the depth of space, mighty without equal, he looked ancient and indomitable, all the way down to his cane. Then it dawned on me for real, Old Elen was a god, possibly a High god, I do not know, but what I became clearly aware of was the fact that Old Elen was no Saint, nay, he was a being of power far greater than a Saint and he wasn't lying at all when he said he had eaten Saints on our first meeting.
More realization dawned upon me like a rush of powerful epiphany, whilst he spoke with me as we walked length unknown upon and amidst heaven's jewels, every word he had spoken, from the trashiest to the wisest relit my dim and dead soul with light and life, every step we took and every dance we had awkwardly fit into our steps strengthened my soul, filling it with power, raising it quality, for no mere mortal can survive in the domain of a 'god', least of all, 'his' presence. And when we arrived at the pool of stars, which infact was a nexus of life, it jump started my soul, freeing me from the hold of death and raising my soul beyond that of mere mortals, all because of a glance. Oh my renewed days, this is beyond insane! I had thought that with my death, I would be free of the mad schemes of an apparent sentient entity of madness and irrationality, I was wrong, I can hear it's crazed and hollow laughter at the back of my mind as I drift in celestial lights towards my second life.
Now I know, now I know 'gods' exist and madness is an entity, very much alive like myself, but I am reborn, and I shall slaughter every demon, diety and celestial entity who shall dare to rob me of this life. This life is mine and mine alone, and I shall protect it, to those who deal with me nicely, they shall obtain my mercy, but woe unto any who bears evil against me, they will rue and curse the day of their birth, I am Edel Edward Elen, let the universe tremble, for I live again.