InsaneJournal

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Fayt entered the garden quietly. He inhaled the fresh scent of the flowers and then exhaled, trying to calm and compose himself from the anxieties of his recent worries.

It had been months since the fall of their Creator, but to him, it felt like that it had happened yesterday. He should have been happy and relieved that he and his friends had survived, but he wasn‘t. Ever since that day and when he started traveling again, he felt something strange around him, like someone was watching his every step.

At first, he thought he was just being paranoid, because that was one of the effects of being in wars, but even standing in a peaceful place like this-- the gardens of Aquios, he could still feel the presence. 

It’s still there, he thought, right behind me. 

He twisted around and--

--found nothing.

“You haven’t changed, Fayt Leingod.”

The voice was firm and calculating. He knew that voice.

“Luther!” Fayt shouted, looking all around him. Where was the Creator? “How can you still be alive?” Panic seized him, but he squashed it down immediately because he knew, if he was going to get out of here alive, he needed to be quick and he needed to think.

The Creator chuckled softly. He could hear it all around him, cold and merciless. And then, he twisted around again, and there he was--

“Dead?” Luther inquired with a snort. “I can never die, for I am your God!” He held out his hand and his weapon instantly materialized.

Fayt realized something. They were going to have a final battle in this garden. He was the intruder, the violator, the snake, and Luther, he was God.

How ironic.

Fin.

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A/n: … this one was weird. Oh well.