Book II - Chapter 9

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Chapter 9 – Living Nightmare

Sometimes... dreams do come true, even your greatest nightmares.

I did my daily morning rituals, went off somewhere I could go wishing there would be a local forest I could just be alone. But there is nothing better but the cemetery. I lied down under the roof of the tomb house. It was extremely hot that summer and dad was lucky to stay inside the house just to be inside an air-conditioned room. But I chose to be outside. I haven't written anything inspiring for at least a month and a few weeks now, since I went outside, I promised myself to write down my daily journal instead of my dream journal into a fantastic novel but that never came true. Because the outside world is interesting, each time I go outside with my father I gather enough materials to improvise my own intuitive creativity to write at least a 5 booked saga. By just simply going outside with my father, he treats me to my coffee and does a simple errand for at least under an hour. Then once at home, I start to write with pure adrenaline. This is one of my greatest reasons to go outside, to be honest. One of the reasons why I crave to be outside is because I crave material for creativity.

I always bring a little pocket notepad but I never use it even if I paid 350 pesos for an expensive pen for myself. I went to visit the church to pray for the good things that have been happening to me that nightmares have stopped and dreams came true the way exactly I needed it to be, simple, normal, and quiet life.

Until... I got stung in the heart by the priest approaching me with my eyes closed while praying, some priest he turned out to be. Although I heard footsteps, I thought it was just some other civilians wanting to pray thanks for the good little things the Lord has given to all of us. I heard Latin prayers, my soul was burning, and then... I physically felt it.

And then... I met a humanoid-formed beautiful woman in the light in the darkness, the flames had stopped, she had wings on her back. She told me that my work isn't done, she begged me not to die, so she saved me. Realizing that was the guardian angel I met in person...

I opened my eyes and turned into a full demon form, the true form of the nosferatu! I rampaged the church and burned the church to the ground shouting at the priest who tried to kill me laughing at his little wooden stake thought he could kill me.

"WHO I SERVED THE CROSS LOOK AT WHAT YOUR GOD DID TO ME!!!" I glared at the crucifix he was holding and it was set on fire in his hand. Then...

"When you meet The Devil, tell him I sent you! He will double my daily salary!"

And then killed all of them. I completely regenerated after shifting back to my normal human form. Then I ran away as fast as possible.

It was everywhere in the news, but I destroyed the evidence that people used their devices to record me. These aren't Catholics, they're a fuckin' cult! What kind of religious person would kill an angel fell from grace thanking god for the sufferings he had, I never fed on anyone ever in my conscious dayside! I was just eating pork blood stew just to sustain my hunger in order to avoid myself from losing control and eating people. Instead, I used a substitute. Actual humane food.

I was looking for redemption every day and I never sinned at all, I do everything I can to avoid temptation and this priest just killed me without knowing the content of the book cover he judged. And I heard the first time when this priest as a child said "only God can judge." Some priest he turned out to be!

And as for that. I went home and rested for 10 days straight. Then I woke up in the hospital. They said I was in a coma for a while but not too long, it took a few weeks. They told me that they already vaccinated me with Pfizer so there is nothing to worry about the pandemic I am immune to COVID-19 now. But I don't understand, these events I had... was all but a dream from a coma?! They answered the obvious, YES. So, I wrote down everything that happened during those dreams. And then... there is the ending you've wanted, no cliffhangers. This is the true ending. But no, I am only just getting started.

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