Of Love and Creation

It was winter in Paris but, strangely it felt more like spring. Before Valentine's Day it was bitter cold, it even snowed that particular day. Strange as it was the people of France accepted the warmth with love in their hearts. It was a perfect day even for the newly arrived happy couple. If anyone was paying attention, someone would have noticed they appeared out of the darkness.

Leviathan and Merope stayed in France for the rest of February and the beginning of March when their love blossomed to its fullest. In the day time they were like a young Romeo and Juliet smitten by love at first sight. A tourist or a native would have actually thought they were innocent kids with all the happiness and the kisses they were setting off in public. At first sight it looked like a sweet love story but, at night it was a different story.

While the day was sweet like a spring morning the night was hot as the fires of hell…at least in a pleasurable way. On the first night in Paris he bound her with many kinds of ropes as he fucked her. It was brutal and yet it felt pleasing. The nights got even more pleasurable as his sadistic tastes became more violent. Merope's personal was when she wore a cat mask crawling on her hands and knees until she put his cock in her mouth. As she was sucking him he wiped her with a cat o' nine tails with sharp hooks at the end. He wiped her enough times to reveal the meat and bones on her back. This alone should have killed her but, being with the company with Leviathan nothing dies only endures.

After they were done with their sadistic sexual acts (which they took pictures) they would rest in each others arms with their love wounds slowly healing. Most of the time they didn't saying anything, just listen to each other's hearts beat then one fine night Merope asked Leviathan, "Can you have children?"

Leviathan looked at Merope a little puzzled. "Children?"

Merope blushed, "Well, I just remembered on Christmas that you said you adopted Angelique as your own daughter so I was wondering if you can have children." After she explained there was an expression she never saw on him before….sadness. He turned from her gaze to the ceiling. "Do you remember Fern?"

"Yes."

Leviathan didn't say anything for a moment. There was a mixture of love and hurt in his voice. "Fern…..was my first creation and I was cursed for giving him life in the first place."

"Why?" she asked moving closer to him. Leviathan put his arm around her and told his life story.

"Before I fell I was one of many Gods. My father, Poseidon, can control all the waters of the universe both inner and outer space. My power before my fall was similar to my father only difference was I can communicate to the beasts of the sea both great as the serpent that bears my name to the smallest sea particle. As I've said there are many Gods in the universe but, there is one that controls All, my uncle Zeus. He is the one that creates spirits of everything thing in every universe that Mother Gaea first created body of everything.

"Back in the Celestial Kingdom or in your case Heaven I was paying close attention to my uncle's spiritual children. As I was looking at them I noticed there were different types of collars on their necks ranging from black to white. As I was looking at them my uncle came by and asked what I was doing. 'What are the collars around their necks?' I asked. 'Oh the collars, those collars determine which ones stay with us and the ones that are left behind.'

"I asked him, 'Which ones are staying and which ones are being left behind?' 'Well, after these spirits live their life in whatever universe I put them in after they die their collars determine their fate. The white collars comes back to us, the light to dark grey collars either get reincarnated or some other way of living….as for the black collars…well they go to the dark places.' I looked at him shocked by what he said. 'I thought they had free will,' I said. Before he left he told me, 'They do once they are born but it doesn't matter what they do in their life they're going to go were they are destined to go.'

"For some reason I felt it was wrong. I looked at the spirits with sadness in my heart that they didn't have a real choice in life then a thought came to me. What if I just made one spirit that had free will? So I did. Making a spirit or an Anima was a lot harder then I thought or at least the first time was hard. From observing my uncle over the years I took energy from light and other natural materials to make a being. It took several times for it to work, when I was about to give up I heard a humming sound from behind me and that's when I saw the little child hiding behind one of the big golden ferns.

"I was proud of my first success but, I wanted to hide him sense it was illegal to create life unless you were Zeus. I loved him like my own son and I couldn't bear the idea of anyone hurting him so my brother and I hid him in the mountains. My plan was for Fern to find his own family by his own choosing without the Gods knowing. Everything was going find until they found him."

Leviathan went silent as the memory played out in his head. Tears were forming in his eyes. "They bound him to the alter in gold chains and they tortured him mercilessly, asking him…who was his Creator. He didn't say anything, just kept screaming until I….I couldn't." Leviathan stopped with a sob stuck in his throat. He put his hands to his face holding back tears. Merope held him tighter, comforting him as much as possible. After a moment of silent tears he continued.

"When I threw my body on the alter protecting Fern they knew it was me. They didn't curse me immediately. Zeus gave me a choice, either destroy Fern or fall and….the rest is history."

"I'm so sorry for what happened to you," she said kissing him lightly. Leviathan wrapped his arms around her, kissing her more passionately. Quickly their kisses became caressed. When he was about to enter her she asked him, "Was there any free spirits your uncle made?" She thought he'd say there was none but, he answered her, "Yes, one…her name was Lilith." She was about to ask him another question but her own desire won her over.