The first thing I saw in my dream was a beautiful golden apple flying in front of my face.
The second thing I saw was a woman grabbing it from below, her black hair swayed as if she was at the bottom of the sea, her dress was at the same time purple, red and transparent, something meaningless.
I tried to see the woman's face, but it was empty, no, on the contrary, it had too much information, the face of the woman in front of me changed constantly, the face of my mother, her gentil smile, her black eyes, then the face of a old teacher of mine, a old man, proud of her white hair, the face of a librarian, the face of a celebrity, in addition to female faces, also assumed male faces, the current president of the United States, a former monk, an old bearded man.
I could not understand the face of that being, the constant changes prevented that, then, it spoke.
"Watch" - it was the only word addressed to me before it disappeared, invading my mind as an absolute order, the golden apple shone and blinded me with a bright golden light, I covered my eyes until the light disappeared, when I opened my eyes, I saw the end.
I was flying above the colosseum in Rome, the most famous landmark, it should be the reason I was manifested there in my dream, i looked around, the sky was black as night, but it also burned like fire, flames fell from the sky like rain, countless houses were on fire, in the distance I could see the Roman Forum and the Domus Aurea, also on fire.
Screams echoed through the city and reached my ears, i didn't need to look at the source of this chaos to know what was happening.
"Demons" - the word escaped my lips, then the figure from before appeared flying beside me.
"Brought into the world by those who should stop them" - the voice was definitely frightening, the sound pressed my body, my spirit almost broke with fear, i felt my form tremble, as if it wanted to dissipate, I took a deep breath to stabilize myself and looked towards the base of the aforementioned.
The Vatican was in flames, the central square burned in a blue flame, around the great cathedral breaths of sulfur rose to the heavens, but there was something more frightening.
The House of God dwells in the sky, but for its enemies to face its walls, they must not be below the earth, so evil also dwelt in another layer of the sky, and that is what I was seeing.
A great black mountain stuck in the sky, its tip being the closest part to the Earth, countless demons flew from the mountain above the Vatican, there was also a pillar of crimson energy coming out of the tip and invading the ground.
I focused my vision, trying to identify the silhouettes in the distance, I saw a five-pointed flaming star facing a large golden bull, a green man armed with a rifle shooting at a blue owl, a large colorless peacock escaping the arrows of a cherub riding a dragon, a gray whale colliding with a snow-white serpent.
"How did this happen?" - I directed my eyes to the woman, no, now it was a flaming orb, which soon changed into the form of a man shrouded in clouds.
"The great apostles, who were supposed to be the chief barrier of this world, freed evil by their worldly desires"- the figure held out his right hand in front of me, the golden apple emerging once more, its light becoming like a television screen.
"See the culprit" - the being was no longer a man, but a shapeless mass of various colored liquids, that is, paint, I faced the image.
In the apple, I saw a woman in her forties, her hair was red, her left eye was gray, blind, her face was burned, her clothes were shabby.
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I stared at the shapeless mass of paint, no, now it was a large meatball, it′s voice echoed in my mind, once again making my form tremble.
"This woman's name is Cassiel, at present a mere Baptizer, but in the future she shall become the twelfth apostle, the one who always brings ruin to the world" - the being returned to the feminine form, but this time the face was mine.
His features were soft, his lips thin, his eyes green, his skin was pale, his hair yellowed, a spherical scar marked his left cheek.
"Why are you showing me this? Who are you anyway?!" - I raised my right hand towards the being, a dark mass formed in my right hand, of course, I had no chance of hurting that being.
With the mere movement of a finger, my body was completely paralyzed, the voice of that entity then crushed my body.
"My name is not relevant, but the reason is simple, prevent this ending, because this is the will of the heavens, summon the one who knows everything about the seas" - the being snapped his fingers and I woke up.
This dream occurred to me about three months ago, my name is Wéilái, a seer of the Sacred Palace of Beijing, born with the talent of prophetic dreams, since I had this dream i have been looking for a way to prevent it, the conclusion i reached? I will destroy the entire Vatican organization and for this, I will control the power of the Sea.
For this I traveled to the city of Venice, for this I have killed seven people so far.
And in front of me was my eighth victim, lying on a stone tablet in the middle of an altar, wrapped in bonds of darkness that imprisoned her and kept her in a deep sleep.
Your identity? A poor seven-year-old child, captured by me while she was returning from school, a person who barely lived, would be sacrificed to summon a beast from the depths of hell.
To summon evil, the good must be dyed with darkness, the heart of a child is necessary to summon one of the seventy-two beasts.
I turned my back, I was standing in a tomb that i took as a base in the cemetery of St. Michele, made by my hands below the ground and water, scattered throughout the corridor of the tomb there were nine altars, five on the right and four on the left, seven of them had organs wrapped in black orbs stored.
It made me want to vomit, I was using human lives as tools to destroy even more lives, in order to prevent the end of all life, my goal was noble, but my methods? Worthy of repulsion.
I turned again to that child, her hair was blond, her skin pale and delicate, her arms were thin, kidnapped at random, she will die at random.
"That is what the gods want?..."- I walked away, walking down that corridor, the shadows of that tomb lit by torches of purple flames.
I opened the large door at the end of the corridor and walked through it, reaching another corridor that would lead me to my workshop.
As I entered the workshop, I saw several black wolves lying all over the floor, Yoguais on guard at that place, I went to a nearby bucket and threw some pieces of meat to them.
With them fed, I went to my desk to work, a golden string was loose on the table, next to it, brushes, yellow papers and jars of red paint.
I sat on a chair and started painting on the yellow fabric, painting a protective Fulu, it would take approximately three minutes to complete it, when I did, I stood up.
I walked again to the sacrificial room, where I sat down in the middle and placed the Fulu on my forehead, then began a prayer.
"Guǐ, Liǔ, Xīng, Zhāng, Yì, Zhěn, the great bird that guards the twenty-four mansions of the south, the house of the ghost, come to me and guide me, Zhuque" - I sought to summon the power of the crimson bird of the south in a guide, a red flame appeared in front of me.
I stared at that red flame, sketching a smile on my face because it worked, the flame then moved in the air.
I followed that little blaze, it flew up to the child's body at the altar and lit it up, the heat of the fire marking the skin of her forehead.
"I really have to?...." - I already knew it would be like this, I just didn't want to accept it, I really had to kill this child to save the world.
I fell to my knees in front of the altar, a tear flowed from my right eye, I looked at my hands, they were shaking.
"Please forgive me...." - I took a deep breath and stood up, my legs wobbly, each person I've killed so far has a reason, I can't forget that, it's to save the world, to save everyone.
I looked up at the ceiling of that tomb, moved my right hand to my face to wipe away the tears, and proclaimed.
"Zhuque, Qinglong, Baihu and Genbu, I swear by my soul to the four cardinal points that I will fulfill my duty, I will prevent the coming of Hell!" – a golden light enveloped my body and then, disappeared, the soul oath was taken.
I turned and crossed the corridor again, i still had two people left to kill, for the good of the world, I would do it in twenty-four hours.
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