An odd, and most unexpected reproach arose from a crowded area where villagers had gathered to witness a neighbor’s troubles that had suddenly become a public spectacle due to the struggle involved in the problem at hand.
“Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done.”
Merlin cast a wary glance at his lover. “The bishop does not care for me -”
“That invocation is not for your sake, Merlin my love, look there.”
“I know that man. Carec -”
“Yes, but my love look with your other vision.” Kheira whispered. “Don’t you see it?”
The wizard gasped. “A Vril!”
Kheira nodded. Unseeable, but for those with the right power, a broken winged shadow clung to the human Carec. All sorts of obscenities spouted from out of its mouth and were telephoned through the man’s voice to be heard by all. The Lord’s Prayer grated on its very substance causing it to fight harder, even as it was being compelled to exit the lowly mortal it stole essence from and on whose back it now clung. From what Merlin and his lover could tell the fallen Seraph seemed diminished,its inner light flickered, like an incandescent bulb about to blow out. “A cast out most likely.”
“Probably,” agreed Merlin, “but its wounded.”
“The bishop looks to have the matter in hand.” Kheira grabbed hold of Merlin as he moved to act. “The prayer is doing its work. Let the priest exorcise that man.”
“But I can help.”
“To be a demon slayer is not why you’re here.” Kheira’s voice became small, meant for only his ears to hear her words. “For what you desire to do, to make here in this land, you cannot afford to run afoul of the Church. Let them do the work which they were intended for.” She added. You need the bishop and his priesthood, because they must legitimize what you create. Your king must be anointed by God to rule. Your magic has its place,” she nodded at the bishop who poured holy water onto Carec. “Demon slaying is their job.”
Merlin relented. For no other but Kheira would he have backed down.
More, a substantial scene from The First Technomancer. Its nearly here, that is I’ve almost reached the end of the story. Only a few more scenes to complete.
A long time ago I blogged on another blog, “The Phoenix Rises” that I wanted to write a vampire story. Until now, I didn’t really have a home for it. though I knew the title: “Planet Of The Vampires” (it has a nice pulp ring doesn’t it?) and I wanted to set it in The Falcanian Legacy ‘Verse, but I couldn’t figure out how I could do that in the mainline storylines.
That is, until I thought up my spin-off series: Imogen Drake! Once I knew it would be her confronting this dark threat I needed to think out these vampires. I knew there would be a science fiction angle, and I wanted them to contrast with the shiny fairy vampires from Twilight.
The Nosferatu and Count Orlok route’s the way to go. But as the universe I’ve established is heavily rooted in the Sumerian and Ancient Alien mythos I needed for these vampires to make sense against that fabric of reality. I did some research on Sumerians and vampires…
In that vein (I slay myself LOL!) I came across a word, Utukku, which I’ll be spelling: Utuk-ku, actually two words, the other being Edimmu or Ekimmu, but I don’t want to confuse things just yet as I’m only now delving further into the mythology which I’m establishing for my vampires.
Here’s the deal, these vampires are killers, forces of nature. Not only do they suck your blood, they also can steal your lifeforce simply by being near you. They’re somewhat ugly, yet regal in an animalistic sort of way. They are the result of a failed experiment.
They’re also ruled over by a queen, you’ve heard her name before: Lilith, yes that Lilith. You might even get to meet her in my upcoming Merlin story… These vampires are not the “undead” they are in truth very much alive, yet blood thirsty and sexual creatures.
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Chapter 1. The Devil Comes…
Who said Merlin is dead? If my discovery at Granith Tor is any indication, the man who history recalls as Merlin Emry’s roams this universe still. Certainly the Lady Imogen Drake’s recovery, and restoration of the weapon Excalibur to King Odin confirms the existence of the warlord Uther Pendragon, which implies also a King Arthur. Geoffrey of Monmouth and Sir Thomas Mallory just didn’t get all the details exactly right. There is little doubt. Merlin was real! Born of a demon, he was both a would be Messiah, and madman of the forest glen.
– Oriole “Orin” Amirjeen, Private Correspondence With The Arclayht Triad
[653 BC Achaemenid Empire, Persia]
The pillar of whirling sand and white fire resolved itself into a form, that of a humanoid male, notably though, a winged being whose crystalline-like feathered pinions folded down and out-of-the-way to be hidden beneath a billowing black shroud. Glancing about, the sharply goateed man sighed, while he thought: Transmutation requires of me much too great power to build such a crude shell to contain a likeness for my code. He painfully realized without Araboth’s resources he’d need be very careful with his matrix as well, no new pod awaited for him to hatch out of, no resurrection for an outcast. Though, that thought provided him a mirthful chuckle, what he was about to do here went against all Vril culture and teachings. Yet, it’s the only way to interact with these creatures. And I have a goal!
Indeed, the newcomer to Earth did have a goal. His rebel Legion had gathered intelligence that El-Shaddai, his very own twin brother had begun to lay the groundwork for their father’s master plans and that it somehow involved persuading these humans to join them in everlasting faithfulness.
Better to beat them at their own game. He thought.
The newcomer had a name. Actually he had many names. This was not his first time on Earth, and the humans who either feared him or embraced him applied varying terms of accuracy to his personage. Upon his expulsion from Araboth the title Shaitan stuck as a name, though his one and only proper appellation, Iblis Jinn would’ve been his preference to be glorified under.
Iblis Jinn realized hunger clawed at his newly materialized internal organs. Mortal coils are so fragile. Bodies born of sand and fire require nourishment. Ah, but he thought, yet only with a body can I father a Messiah!