(thanks to @bettemus99 for this amaze ar-twerk!)
recommended to listen to this while reading, it's pretty representative;
It waited, floating into the unknown of the nothingness, sleeping until the doors of the Fiery Heavens would open at long last.Then, it awakened in flames and fire.
A sudden, crude but powerful force called, and it answered, being awoken by the Deity of Conflagration, a being it praised and believed in for all it's mortal life, even when said Deity was shattered and rebuilt anew, like the blazing phoenix. It felt the warmth of Her fire, a kind, reassuring heat, the kind you'd expect of a fireplace in a freezing night, or the heat when you snuggle under your covers, not the heat of the Devastation of fire. the Soul felt compelled to offer itself to such a magnificent feeling, a feeling it had perhaps never felt on the mortal world. And so, it was brought back to the world of Altera, where it saw it's own body, and those it once cherished massed around it.
The Lady of Light spoke.
''ARTHORIUS'', she would first call. It remembered it's identity, and it's purpose.
''YOU HAVE COME TO JOIN THE FAITHFUL, BUT YOUR HEART IS NOT WITHIN THUS, ARTHORIUS, WHY IS THIS?'', She then asked. It answered; ''My praised Lady, I am summoned from the Heavens, Compelled by a fiery will to accomplish your will. I beg you, my Soul is yours for eternity, grant me time to do your bidding, Queen of the Sun!''. For the first time of it's existence, it wanted to serve the greatest, and not command. It tired of taking decisions, or acting in virtue of the seven sins, and willed for a beautiful eternity of heat and the caress of Her Light. It's mortal children and beloved ones could surely understand that, couldn't they?
''THE PLACE OF YOURS LIES EMPTY IN MY REALM, ARTHORIUS. A FAITHFUL MUST FILL IT.'', she said. Then, his youngest son, the purest and most pious of all of it's progeniture, stood up by himself. It knew they understood eachother, on a deeper level then simple familial relations. ''My beloved Lady! The physical body of my youngest son would be a suitable Phylactery.'' A pact was in the work. as it felt the heat of the Light, it was attracted to it's former body, and soon fused with it once more.
Arthorius awoke. He instinctively would reach to grab his throat, where he was killed with a dagger. Very shortly afterwards, the man would recall, without knowing exactly how, the context he'd currently be in, and his dialogue with the beloved Lady of Light. He now had, for his new ''life'', a duty to accomplish, a greater duty to which he willfully gave his Soul.
Link to profile of youth: Why can't I link it?
So many questions unanswered...
Link to profile of previous adultness and rest: http://hollowworld.co.uk/threads/arthorius.29618/
The holy Prayer Log :3 :
http://hollowworld.co.uk/threads/arcturus-prayer-log.31845/#post-520864
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