Oh my goodness! Yes it's true! Another story you say? But of course!
Just kidding. But seriously. I have not abandoned my other stories don't worry. I'm only working on a few different ideas at the moment. And this one just so happened to fill the blank. Again this is dedicated to my friend Sacrecrow who wanted a story involving Valak. No. This isn't going to be a story of an angel falling or a creepy nun. This story is going to have Valak change into someone that can attract someone like her. Since Valak is originally a male demon, I agreed with the fact that it would be an interesting take to sort of put a pair of polar opposites together and see what happens.
ALSO: I've drawn some concept art for how these characters actually look. Go ahead and check it out!
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So I hope you enjoy and as always go ahead and leave a review! :D
What do we think when we think of evil?
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Is it something that likes to cause harm?
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Something that relishes in the suffering of others?
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The devil?...Or could it possibly be something even more complex than that?
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Here's another question for you…. What is good? Is it the meaning of benevolence? To sacrifice yourself for the safety of others? What if that ridding the earth of all evil meant there would be innocent casualties as well? Would that still make a being the essence of what we believe to be good?
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Like angels. In our eyes, they are essentially the warriors who carry out God's tasks. Even if that includes murder. Do you still believe in the sharp contrast between good and evil? Or is there no such thing?
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The night was quiet. The fog outside had nearly flooded the grounds of the abbey, giving off an already sinister feeling in a place meant to feel holy. The countless graves scattered across the land had taken up almost every part of the estate. That and the fact that hundreds of crosses were deliberately placed around the convent. Making sure to keep whatever was inside. Trapped.
The halls were just as quiet. Enough that even the slightest breath could be heard throughout the long and dark corridors. The only room that seemed to give any sign of a divine presence was the main church located in the center of the abbey. An area where the desperate women who inhabited the monastery could escape to safety with the dedications of prayer. In the hopes of whatever was roaming these halls. Would leave under the grace of God.
"Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum, benedicta tu in mulieribus …"
The air was as cold as the night was dark. It was as if the abbey had been in an entirely different world from that to any civilization. Any other humans. Which, in a way, was a good thing. It meant that this place was far from hurting anyone. An empty palace, where only time and nature would eventually take over. To assume there's not much to expect for the outlands of Romania.
"Et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis…"
And yet. In the center of this very church. Knelt a young woman. Desperately praying for salvation and hope. Anything to allow for her and the rest of her sisters to make it safely through the night.
"Peccatoribus, nunc, et in hora mortis nostrae—
"Sister."
The young nun flinched and snapped her eyes back to see who it was holding onto her shoulder. Another young woman was staring frightened at the woman before her. The two seeming to know exactly what the other was going to say. Hearing something in the distance, the two women turned back to one another, "We must go back to our rooms sister. It is not safe to stay out here." She whispered
The nun blinked before eventually nodding her head and turning to the statue of Jesus on the cross. "In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit. Amen." She then stood up while her sister grabbed her hand and eagerly dragged them back to their rooms.
"We mustn't stay outside of our rooms too long after dark." The nun continued to pull her through the halls.
The young woman attempted to keep up the same pace, "But I was simply praying. Isn't that enough?"
Finally, the two women stopped just before their rooms at the end of the hall. Looking around she responded quietly, "I fear even praying will become a defenseless weapon against the evil here sister."
The young woman furrowed her brows, "But I have prayed for something more sister."
*Ahem*
The two young women jumped and turned to see one of the Reverend mothers in the monastery. There were a few moments of silent before the older nun spoke up, "Sisters. You two must return to your rooms. It isn't safe otherwise. Now run along back in your chambers and pray."
The two younger nuns quickly nodded their heads and retreated to their rooms. Waiting for the Reverend to leave. One of the young women paused before shutting her door, "Sister."
The woman stopped and looked across the hall to her fellow nun.
"What have you asked of God?" She asked, shifting her eyes from the woman back down the now empty dark hallway.
The nun then gave a small smile and peeked through the crack in the door before whispering back, "A savior."
