Darksiders origins
Brother Love
We all have to face him, from the greatest king to the poorest man under the bridge. Regardless how great we was or where we come from, not even if you are the son of God.
It was late evening and crucifixion was over, at least that what will be written in the books of history.
He was broken, other you can't call the condition of his body. His back was a bloody pulp from lashing torture. His body numb from exhaustion through the bearing of the cross. His legs broken, through those who wronged him. His heart nearly stabbed by a lowly soldier. But that was it he was nearly stabbed.
Now Jesus Christ was man in a broken body but with a strong mind and he was waiting for him.
After nearly an hour on the edge of death he has come.
Jesus: "Took you long enough. What has stopped you, dear brother?"
Death was a man who where in every situation calm as ice. But what this soul called him let even him flinch.
Death: "Dear brother? I was called many things but "Dear brother" is something new."
Jesus gave only a weak smile and spoke.
Jesus: "We all sons and daughters under the same father, so of course we both are brothers too."
Death could do what he wanted but this comment gave him a bad conscience. So he spoke with a heavy voice
Death: "When you would know half of the things I have done you wouldn't call me so."
Jesus opened his eyes even when he could not see much and he saw not the "Monster" who everybody feared, he saw a man who was tired in body and soul without hope of rest.
Jesus: "Do you regret what you have done?"
Death flinched under this question but answered it truthfully.
Death: "I regret a few things more than others."
Jesus smiled of this answer what surprised death even more.
Jesus: "This makes you only human and when you ask you will be forgiven."
Death froze open these words. But the question who tortured him was there as always
Death: "But what if I am not ready to be forgiven?"
Jesus smiled open this question only wider.
Jesus: "Of course you have to begin with "forgive yourself""
Death felled much lighter after hearing these words and swept his scythe trough the air, without hitting Jesus. Because he wasn't aiming for the body, he was aiming for his string of life.
Death: "That could take some time."
As his string of life was cut, Jesus could only smile and he said.
Jesus:"We have time my dear brother. We ha ve ti me."
As his work was done, death thought about the words of this soul and the little bit of peace they gave him.
Death: "Until the day I can forgive myself…..my dear brother"
That was it what he had/must say for those words. For the peace of his soul and the new brother this man, this soul, this Messiah gave him.