Shattering Humanity-Chapter 406: Esau & MamMon DæMon’s Blood Oath Contract
’Then the angel told her, "Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. Now listen: You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you will name him Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High, and the Lord God will give him the throne of his father David.
He will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and his kingdom will have no end."
Mary asked the angel, "How can this be, since I have not had sexual relations with a man?"
The angel replied to her, "The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. Therefore, the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God. And consider your relative Elizabeth—even she has conceived a son in her old age, and this is the sixth month for her who was called childless. For nothing will be impossible with God.’
’See, I am the Lord’s servant,’ said Mary.
’May it happen to me as you have said.’
Then the angel left her.’ - Luke 1: 30-38
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[MamMon’s Forest]
As SeiõrSnow gently falls, emerging from the tree line is the top heavy man Esau. Raising a hand to shield his eyes from the bright, late morning sun. However, a stray ray of light makes his sad right green eye shine like an emerald gem. He takes a deep breath of fresh air and looks out across the freshly cut, hill covered field.
Esau: "Something destructive is going to happen today, isn’t it?"
He appears to be talking to himself at first, until a voice from the tree line responds.
MamMon DæMon: "As someone fueled by hate and anger yourself, you seem to have a sense for impending destruction and violence, Unfortunate Esau."
Standing on a fallen over tree, the Money Tree cloak wearing DæMon smirks at her "knight piece".
Esau: "Is that why I can sense you, even if you’re attempting to conceal your Seiõr?"
Using a green nail painted hand to clear hair from her face, the dangerous woman chuckles at the backhanded compliment.
MamMon DæMon: "Trust me, my intentions are not as ill-willed as you believe, dear Unfortunate Esau. There are much more destructive and truly evil individuals who I do intend to stop.
The only way for the world to find peace, is if someone of my caliber is in charge and today, someone who believes they are at such a level has decided to threaten my people."
Esau side eyes the incredibly strong woman, and doesn’t respond to his "leader" as she explains the anticipation of war.
MamMon DæMon: "We will have a few ’visitors’ today. A majority of which are ignorant of Seiõr or the actual power of symbiotes. They only use Seiõr-less weapons such as guns or missiles and are led by a 2nd Generation DæMon."
Esau(thinking): *A ’2nd Generation DæMon’...
Grammy always speculated their were Völva who hadn’t given up on the plan of using Seiõr to enforce unnatural birth. So she was right...*
MamMon DæMon: "Luckily, I have already released SeiõrStars over each end of the Eastern and Western fields so our ’uninvited company’ shouldn’t be able to harm or threaten the meek I protect."
Esau reaches back to his hip strapped satchel and rummages for a moment before pulling out the all red lock of hair with a matching colored bowtie.
MamMon DæMon gracefully prances off the log and stands on the grass covered by shadows. Staying out of the ray of light that her colleague is in. Behind her there is rustling within the dark brush and dense forest.
MamMon DæMon: "I predict there will be multiple military troops and companies landing all around this island.
If any hostile groups happen to travel within this forest, I do hope you will aid me in disposing of them."
Esau: "Is Isfet safe?"
MamMon DæMon: "As of now, yes.
However, she will most likely be taking part in today’s chaos, a long with her new possé.
If you would like, I can make it so she is stationed her with you."
The man’s grasp on the red lock of hair tightens, and her turns, facing the Scandinavian witch.
Esau: "Are you forcing her to fight your war?"
MamMon DæMon: "Not in the slightest.
Everyone who is part of Erinyes territory has been informed of the situation, and those who wish to not be part of the horrors of human warfare have been pardoned.
To fight against homicidal aliens trying to eradicate their race is one thing, but nobody who is truly sane wants to go to war against other humans beings.
When a human kills another human during that act of war, it’s no where near the same as murdering another to survive, killing for personal revenge, or eliminating competition."
While the nihilistic DæMon continues her monologue on war, Esau puts the special keepsake back into his satchel.
MamMon DæMon: "It is a stranger killing a stranger.
Someone with a family, ripping away the beloved member of a separate clan, forever.
The young, emotional, and influential never to know who was the individual soldier was, only the knowledge that it was someone part of a represented ’team’."
Not interested in the speech, Esau gets back to his own problems.
Esau: "When am I going to get to see Edom?"
As if slightly irritated by being ignored, MamMon’s nose and right eye twitch.
She takes a deep, calming breath while Esau piles on his grievances.
Esau: "Don’t you forget, I’m only here because I was told by you that I could see my wife again, and I’d have a chance to murder her worthless killer.
I’m not here to be your lackey."
Keeping a confident (but angrily twitching) smile across her face, the magical blonde makes eye contact with the vengeful man.
MamMon DæMon: "How about this...
Since I am setting up not only your chance to murder my pathetic little sister, as well as the ability to see your wife again, not to mention you owing me for your unnecessary outburst a month ago, here is the deal.
You help me drive away these pests, I will grant your wish of seeing your dear, late wife."
Now Esau is interested, and for the first time being displayed, a flicker of life/light twinkles in his green human eye.
However, it quickly fades and the man reaches for his sheathed Bowie knife.
Without hesitation, he slices across his palm.
Esau: "If I’m going to do this, I need a blood oath to prove you won’t skip out on this deal. If there is anything I know about Valkyrie pride, it’s that you won’t turn back on a blood contract."
Knowing she has a willing chess piece, MamMon chuckles and with her own SanguineSoulSeiõrShield covered pointer finger, she too cuts across her right palm to shed blood.
MamMon DæMon: "Just so we are clear, I will be able to have you talk and touch her, but if you want to truly bring her back to this realm of reality, you must sacrifice your own soul in replace of hers. It is one thing to kill a God and materialize their weapon, but to bring back a lost life means to sacrifice the soul of the one who wishes to bring them back.
If you acknowledged my words before, ’Someone with a family, ripping away the beloved member of a separate clan, forever’. You may have the tenacity to exchange your life, but she will have to live on without you in this reality...
But that is for you two to decide during your little ’reunion’."
Esau nods once and standing on the grass being coated by light from the sun, he connects bloody palms with the DæMon standing in the shadows, under her magically grown trees. While doing so, behind MamMon, yellow eyes of the mythical beast Garmr shine in the shadows.
Detecting the wolf’s presence, the witch who brought him into reality looks back, over her shoulder.
Esau also notices his once fictional canine. He suddenly remembers the story of how Garmr was taken from a Mindscape and then placed in the Seiõr grown woods.
Esau: "Wait, so if one life must be sacrificed to bring another back to this reality, how come you didn’t die when you transferred Garmr?"
MamMon DæMon: "Two reasons.
One, because he is an immortal being created and designed by the minds of humans.
And two, because Garmr has never existed in this realm to begin with, so all I needed was to be stronger than him.
Which I obviously am!"
Hearing the shouting woman makes the glowing eyes of the once fictional canine retreat back and disappear into the darkness of the woods.
MamMon DæMon: "In the most simple of terms, once a mortal being has died within their respective realm of reality, the only way to bring that mortal back is a 1 for 1 trade with whoever is stupid enough to make that deal with whoever accepts it within the Mindscape."
Esau looks down at the smeared red blood across his open hand.
Esau(thinking): "Edom..."
