Chapter #8 - The Jewel of Life
(chapter is alternatively titled "Murder Kill Blood Dripping Fucking Death")
Urist felt called. She knew it was time. She could feel the Steelen one calling to her as never before. His power was even greater than before....she felt as if she was communing with him in a way beyond words....it was almost....orgasmic.
Yes....it was time....
There was a miner in the tunnel and a Butcher locked in his hovel with his kids. All were slowly rotting to death, their life essence being consumed by the almighty God of Jewels.
The miner had thought he would become a Freemason upon completion of his craft. He was wrong. There were already plenty of Freemasons, and Urist didn't want a crowd as her inner circle. He knew too much, and had to die.
The Butcher had failed at his lever pulling duties. The moron wounded himself and went to recuperate. Urist had him locked up along with his children to prevent such idiocy from spreading like a plague.
As they slowly gave their lives to the Dyes of Brightness, Urist walked to the temple. When she arrived in the unfinished altar room, she dismissed the High Priest and Priestess, who had been meditating. When they were gone and the room sealed, she bowed before the altar. The voice of Ber Steelearthen, even louder than before, rang out at once.
"CHOSEN ONE!!!"
"Yes lord, I felt you calling me, it is great to be in your graces, lord! I was afraid I had displeased you!"
"No Chosen One, I am not displeased. You have given me eons, and I shall reward you with life everlasting so long as you serve me!"
"Yes my lord!!! Yes yes!!! Thank you my lord, I will kill for my immortality!"
"Chosen one, be careful. To cull the herd too much is to destroy it. Killing is a means to an end. Life has its place as well. Life must be cultivated before it can be harvested. That is your purpose, that is why you rule over the dwarven cattle."
"Yes, almighty one, I understand."
"No. You do not. You understand that I want to cultivate souls for their power, but you do not understand why they have any power to begin with. Sit, and I will teach you, for you must learn if you wish to follow me."
"Yes my lord," said Urist. She leaned back from her kneeling, and sat cross legged before the altar.
"I have been called many things over the eons, and you know me as Ber Steelearthen. I have been known to command many powers by the many dwarves who witnessed different aspects of my nature. The power you most associate with me in your time is the power over wealth and jewels. This is only partly correct, Chosen One. You must understand that I was once the God of Gods, a god of power. I still am a god of power, not just over petty jewelry. But power lives by the golden rule, that he who has the gold makes the rules...that is where your kind made the mistake that I am a God of wealth. No, I am god of all things, life and death. I am the God of the Jewel of Life. Do you know what the jewel of life is Chosen One?"
"No my lord...what is this jewel?"
"The jewel of life is blood itself, that which gives all life power...now you know how to better worship me. I will also teach you my real name, my timeless and eternal name that I was once called in your world...."
ARMOK!!!
"Now look upon the face of your master Chosen One, and KNEEL!!!!"