The Madness of the Void
A man, if you can call it that, in elegant pure white clothing, with a cane, and a bowler hat, with various multi-colored lights, rising and falling through each part of his suits, like the water that falls from a waterfall , from his hat to his shoes. on his face there was a smile of emotion, he was standing there, he looked around, it was a huge room, like a salt of the throne, full of pillars that supported a ceiling made of purple glass.
Cold was the night. Or maybe warm was the day. Or rather: none of the above, it was something to know that in that place time did not work, the important thing was that this being and another were having a talk.
The multicolored bank did not care about that, what mattered was the ... interesting proposal of the entity before him.
a humanoid creature made of what appeared to be energy in the purest state, whose appearance was very similar to that of a man on fire, only instead of fire, it was a fusion of different energies that surrounded him, so It seemed to be covered with fire of different colors, even more colors than those that were supposed to exist, with a pair of blue eyes, sparkling like quasars in the void of space, I was floating with my legs crossed in the lotus position.
"So ... Is this what you call me for? Is that your call ´plan maestro´ Dweller?" the man in elegant dress asked.
"Dweller, do I have a name you know? And yes, that's right, it's basically a part of my idea, tell me, do you want to be part of it?" asked the so-called Dweller.
the white guy said nothing, just summoned a cup in his hands, filled with what appeared to be milk, gave him a drink and replied.
"You have a massive collection of names, titles and aliases, and I bet what you want to make 'Morador' one of those," said being dressed in white and rainbow, and continuing "So call me, don't bring me but that I take the titanic effort to get here, I come to this place where time and all other laws of physics were vetoed, vetoed by you, you ask me to be part of your conspiracy ... tell me why? why me and not one of my bosses? What do I get in return? " I finish waiting for an answer to your question, your smile had now been replaced by an apathetic expression and of little interest.
"The Fool, I have called you because you are the one I need, and not because they have their own agenda to meet"
"an agenda of its own, which is no different from mine" clarified the now known as El Loco.
"And your reward will be those things you love most," said Morador.
"And that would be ...?" The Madman asked
"A lot of creativity and fun," the resident replied, but the selfless expression that El Loco had didn't change at all,
"Do you know anything? Ancient beings like you, who have lived to see the last star of the universe go out, countless times, are something impressive, so much so that one forgets that behind all that power, majestic immortality there is, then, that old man, one whose mentality is always the same, that in which they yearn for the days where steam engines were the novelty, and where women and men respected celibacy above all things, generally think that anything stronger that Rock and pray is wrong, so you always have a stagnant way of seeing this world ... and when someone goes out of their limits ... well, always, in their infinite love for their subjects, they create something to ensure their eternal suffering."
He took another drink at the glass of milk and continued as he looked at the glass in his hand.
"They see the world in black and white, a very bad thing for the universe when combining that mentality with the power to dominate the lightning, or alter reality at will, impose their way of thinking on people who want more, they call us sick or evil, and if they don't make them suffer, put on them a hyper-massive guilt that crushes their minds but can't, in the end many of their servers stop looking like a monster ... and become real monsters, all because of the vision and moral backward and defective "
"Where do you want to go with that? Tell me, because I hear you speak I hear you speak and I hear you clearly do not know me" asked the Dweller crossing his arms, clearly I was slightly offended by the words of El Loco
"I don't want to get anywhere, what you should do is define what the word 'fun' means to you, that's what I want to know" I look directly at him waiting for the answer.
The Dweller said nothing, simply invoked what looked like a magazine in his hands, with a yellow cover, then gave it to El Loco.
"and that?" I ask something crazy El Loco.
"The answer to your present and future questions" said simply that being.
The Madman opened the magazine, and his gaze shifted from these confused, to a smile of emotion, and blushing every time bigger. while opening his eyes with more and more surprise.
"Oh yes ~" I turn to the next page.
"Oh yes! ~" I move on to the next page and what followed on his part was a burst of emotion.
"OH JA JA JA! YES! YES! YES! This was what I was talking about!" "It's so exciting, perverse, depraved, twisted and totally heroic, but I can't love it! Ha ha!" He looked at Morador and said:
"I'm inside," said El Loco with a smile.
"I knew we would reach an agreement," Morador says calmly, as if he had already foreseen it. "Now go to one of the pages in the black section, there is something that will surely solidify your desire to collaborate with my cause," said the entity.
El Loco moved with emotion to the section of the magazine where the pages were black, wondering for about half a second why Morador had raised a shield of energy, around himself, when his emotion came he grew even bigger, to the time it mixed with love.
"Oh! I know her, blonde, innocent and compensating for her lack of intelligence with a kindness and sweetness without limits, I owe a favor to the rabbit that is her younger brother, I will pay her later," said the Madman when he saw The image of that girl.
"Keep reading," Morador told him.
The Madman listened to him with great emotion, but as he read more and more, his expression of joy and emotion, was slowly collapsing, then being replaced by one of absolute and unadulterated anger.
By the time he finished reading, his whole being expressed such great fury that the flames of hell came to envy.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRG!" He let out a thunderous scream that broke all around him.
"HOW DO YOU DARE THAT RATE TO DO THAT TO HER! WHAT CREATURE SO REPUGNANT !, HOW DARE TO DAMAGE THAT WAY TO A BEING AS PURE AS SHE, HE WILL REPENT!" The madman said raging with a monstrous voice full of massive anger, disgust and resentment. the entire drowning area had been devastated, the floor, the ceiling and the pillars, everything had been shattered by the energy released in the fury attack of El Loco, the words were not enough to describe the destruction that now surrounded them, at least not In some human language.
The so-called Dweller was not moved by an explosion or destruction around him.
"Yes, I also felt and acted, similar to what you are feeling now, but to make you feel better, check the red section, the 'punishment' category, you will surely like it," he said calmly.
The Fool, still full of anger and rage, opened the magazine again, the only thing that was not destroyed in his rage attack.
His gaze again became of total emotion, but this was a perverse one.
"Oh yes ~ hehe, you are going to suffer bastard" the malice with which he said it was such that it would freeze the thorn even to a Buddhist monk.
"He hasn't received that yet, but rest assured I already have someone working on that." Morador said calmly.
"And what's his name? I want to reward him for when I finish with that R4T."
"It's going to cost you to find it, its alias is Uzumaki, and before you tell me something, no, it's not that Uzumaki, but if you want to find it, look for Dark secrets in that Multiverse, you'll find it quickly"
"Good, good, I will, when do we start?"
"Right now, and with this" Dweller delivered to El Loco a small rectangular package, said subject quickly recognized.
"With this? Very well, I just need some of my liquor and we can get everything going, let's go there!" The Madman said as he crossed a portal created by him and disappeared.
To be continue.