A/N: Well, well, well, it's a new chapter. I'm still starting to feel like my work isn't being recognized. So don't be surprised if this story is removed suddenly or put on hiatus. But to you two that have been reviewing faithfully. Thank you.
Chapter 6 Comfort
A dull silence had crept over the room as Kaileena fell to the ground. The Prince made no effort to help her for it was obvious that she was still alive. Just suddenly stricken with grief. He looked at the deadened body with his glowing blue sword impaled into his abdomen. He fought back his own tears as he gazed at it. Killing wasn't new to the Prince, it was how he had survived the past few years. And how he lived his life for nearly the past decade. But to kill the brother of his lover, and not only that, but to kill someone who was so stricken with their own pain and sadness was truly a strong burden to bear But, he still couldn't ignore the fact that he was attacked. And merely defended himself.
Kaileena was sobbing loudly next to him. He felt terrible, and nearly had to force the words out.
"Kaileena, I—am sorry." He muttered weakly.
"You're sorry?" She said icily. "You're sorry! That's what you say after killing only family member who I truly loved!" She looked up at the Prince, revealing tear-filled bloodshot red eyes.
"Kaileena. You can't possibly blame me! He attacked me! I had no choice!"
"I know that! And that is what I am most sad about! Not sad, angry! It is truly terrible that you killed him, but what is even more painful was that you had no choice! I grow tired of all this killing! This nonsense! Why? What horrible god invented murder? Why is murder even a human option! Why is it even possible! Someone should be stopping this!" She cried out loudly once again as she sank her head back to the floor.
"Gods didn't make murder. Humans did." The Prince stated quietly as he removed the sword from Decquaris's chest. Blood spluttered out evenly as he proceeded. The tip of his blue sword was now a stained red. Adding emphasis to his earlier act. He deftly picked up a piece of dismembered fabric from the floor and wiped the tip. It gleamed in rejuvenation.
He brought his attention back to the fallen sibling. "What shall we do with him?" He asked as sensitively as he could. Though he still felt cold.
"Let him fall into the ocean."
"What?" The Prince was shocked by her answer. "Shouldn't we bury him at his homeland on the Grand Continent of Time?"
Kaileena shook her head. "He hated that place. His soul would not be able to rest if his body laid in rest there. The sea was what he loved. He died on the sea, and his body shall rest there."
The Prince complied with her order, kneeling down he heaved Decquaris over his shoulders. He was surprisingly heavy in spite of his slim figure. The Prince struggled to make his way to the railing of the boat. Upon arrival, with a push that was somewhat sloppy, he tossed the fallen Emperor into the ocean. To rest for eternity.
"Kaileena?" The Prince asked later after she had cooled down a bit. "What is heaven like?"
"Heaven?" She asked sadly. "There is no heaven. Only afterlife. Human die, and their souls are given to particular gods."
"Explain."
"Well, when virgins die they are given to the god of virgins. Same for babies, children, pregnant women, sick people, and the elderly."
"Who does the God of Time get?"
"The rest basically. Since time has just about nothing to do with human souls, my father basically gets whoever is left."
"What do the gods do with the souls?" The Prince asked onward.
"Some gods make the souls their servants. Some reincarnate, some give them jobs to do such as to rise the sun and moon, and to carry babies to the human world. Some of the more evil souls are just wiped from existence completely."
"What does your father do with them?"
"He destroys the males, and guess what?"
"Rapes the women?"
"Correct." Kaileena walked over to the Prince. "My father rapes the women souls, then destroys them as well. He loves sleeping with mere souls because they are too weary from life to fight back. And of course, they can't get pregnant. My father basically gets every woman he sleeps with pregnant. Only the prettiest women get their kids stolen from them and made emperors of time."
"Horrible."
Kaileena nodded. "Yes, 'withdrawal' isn't a word my father understands."
"Kaileena, who will my soul go to?"
She sighed, her face flushed. "I'm sorry Prince, but you don't fit into any category. So unless you die as an elder, you will undoubtedly go to my father."
"So my soul is destined to become destroyed."
"No, I didn't say that. You know, death is destined. But what happens to your soul is the only thing time doesn't determine. You fight your hardest to stay alive until you grow old, and you will immediately go to the God of the Elderly."
"Stay alive until I grow old. That is becoming harder and harder everyday. I seem to have become the mortal enemy of time itself." He layed back on the bed. Kaileena suddenly crawled on top of him. His eyes widened a first, but soon relaxed as he laid his head against the pillow.
"Prince, you single handedly saved your kingdom and defeated dozens of sand creatures. You single handedly killed a time empress and emperor, and the famed Dahaka. And now, you will be the first human to venture onto the Grand Continent of Time. You may be the mortal enemy of time itself, but you aren't a weak one."
The Prince sighed. "Kaileena, we know that your father is after me now. If we continue on to this continent, I will have no choice but to fight. But if I run, I may have several Dahaka's on my tail. These are the first instances of my life where I am actually scared. I've kept up a good fight so far. But I am going up against an entity that is all-powerful."
"Then break it down piece by piece until it is mortal like you. You started with an empress, you revived and fell in love with. One segment, broken. You destroyed a Dahaka. Two segments, Broken. You killed, much to my dismay, an emperor of time. Three segments, broken. You have disposed all time relics with the destruction of one of the Dahakas. Four segments, broken."
"I suppose so."
"Yes, Prince, time has a formidable foe. And while I don't know what will happen if you undo the very fabrics of it. I will stand by you in your defense." Kaileena grabbed his hands and pulled them down her backside onto her buttocks. "But for now, why don't I comfort you?"
He smiled. "Yes, Empress. Comfort me." He said as he lost himself in her lips.
A/N: Alright. Short I know. But I needed a transition chapter. Next chap, they'll arrive at the continent. Again, I didn't' feel like spell checking. I'll have to get over that habit.