46.- Joachim Karel, part II
Before the Great Flood there were Giants. These were the sons of fallen angels and humans, the Nephilim. They ravaged civilizations, and took human males as slaves, among these stands one Karel. One among many other slaves who are running away from an endless rain. "We must be cursed by one wrathful God," he says to his pairs, as they run with heavy chains and balls to some caves.

The caves are flooded, and the line of chained slaves advances. They all wear it, a blood sign, the sign of slavery to a Nephilim. But how many of them are aware of the secret behind a blood sign? If you commit to it, you can get near to immortality. And such is the case of Karel, who is alive despite being drowned like all his slave mates. Yet, he is the only one in that state of both alive and dead. His shackles unlock, and swims deeper into the cave, until a big door with a blood sign opens a bit.

Then it is all steam, and the door locks. He knows he should be dead by now, but decides to continue walking through the volcanic cave. He gets deeper into the cave and enters a room, where a Giant lies sleeping. "Master?" he asks. "I shall sleep for generations," the Giant answers. "Why?" Karel asks. "Humanity is dead," his master answers. "I must wait until they thrive again." An orange light flows out of the body of his master. "A piece of my soul," the Giant says. "It'll let you live as a free man for Generations, but then, I will come to ask your service again."

And so, Karel has lived for many generations with that piece of soul. The cryogenic chamber with his angelic half is placed into the original resting place of the Sleeper. "I don't remember my angel half being that big," Karel says. "Yes, it surprised me," Natla says. "But it will power up the next generation of survivalists, enhanced Nephilims. Cheer up, Karel!" Karel cannot but feel uneasy. On the one hand, that orange entity doesn't feel like his soul. On the other hand, those survivalists don't resemble a Nephilim in the slightest. "I hope your project works, Natla," he says as he walks away. He'd rather die a free man.