Over two days had passed since Asterion woke up in the hospital. His father had just plugged in the TV.
Soon, the TV's screen turned on, and the news anchor's serious tone filled the room, reporting a chilling event that had occurred just after Asterion's panic attack. About ten minutes after he had been taken to the hospital, their neighbor had gone on a killing spree, wiping out over nine families in a shocking act of violence, while strange symbols were carved onto the skin of young children, women and newborns.
Soon, a video of the interrogation was leaked by someone, and it quickly went viral. The footage showed the man, once calm and collected, now visibly broken and suicidal. The details revealed that his mental state had been healthy prior to the incident, but he was now unstable, his demeanor shifting dramatically as he spoke about the entity that had taken control of him.He said he was in a transe until he woke up having killed his family with his two daughters lying there naked on the floor with there heart torn out while there faces showed pain, anger and betrayal.
Asterion watched intently as the video played on the screen, his heart racing at the sight of the man's frantic gestures and wild eyes. The interrogation footage detailed the man's descent into madness, recounting how he had felt a presence guiding his actions during the horrific events. His voice trembled as he described the voices he heard and the visions that haunted him.He thought that he was just spending some quality time with his family.
The news anchor's voice provided commentary, emphasizing the chilling transformation from a seemingly ordinary neighbor to a man who claimed to be under the influence of a dark force. Asterion felt a shiver run down his spine as he absorbed the implications of what he was witnessing. The thought that someone could be so profoundly and easily affected by an external entity unsettled him deeply.
Now he believed everything he saw. He accepted that the figures he had encountered and the man's account of what had happened to him were all interconnected. Asterion felt a chilling realization settle within him, as if the unseen forces he sensed were more than just figments of his imagination. The man's broken confession echoed in his mind, intertwining with what he had experienced.
He now believed that this world was a lot more different than his previous one. This world held powers that defied his understanding, leaving him deeply concerned about his safety and that of his family. He realized that his abilities were more than just simple energy he could control; they were intertwined with the very fabric of this realm, hinting at greater responsibilities and dangers that lay ahead.
He also realized that day that something had broken within him—a barrier in his soul had shattered. This fracture opened up a new depth of understanding and power, allowing him to access abilities he had never fully tapped into before. The sensation was both disorienting and liberating, as if a weight had been lifted, leaving him with a sense of exhilaration. He now also sensed another barrier restricting his soul.This barrier was a lot harder to break or even approach.
He started studying the figures trying to find a way to secure his safety or contain and neutralize them , or atleast repel them.
He found out several things they are→
1.They avoided idols of God any kind of temple, church or even idol sculpture of any God.
He even saw that one time a group of figures attacked a very young girl around the age of 3 but she had silver cross around her neck which released some kind of flash which destroyed them in an instant.
2.They are attracted to places with huge crowds.
He didn't know why but now he could see a lot more figures then before, now they were all around him.Most of them were very weak and when a person even came in range of idol or anything they disintigtated .
3.Most of them feared him or just hated his guts. They never really wanted to approach him unless they were in big hoards they still never came in 5 m of him or could not avoid him.
As he tried to control his powers after shifting to Pennsylvania and living with his grandmother, he experienced significant changes. They had two homes: one in the inner part of the city and one in the outermost part, a farmhouse villa. He started to notice that his control over the energy was also increasing rapidly.
After moving in with his grandparents due to the incident in their neighborhood, Asterion focused on trying to refining his energy while his parents continued to work in the city to earn money. They wanted to ensure he had a stable source of income, even if they passed away the next day. His parents had understood the fragility of life.
Since then, he had experienced significant changes in his powers.
He realized that his powers would grow a little every time he dreamed of the pure white dimension, where he consumed or refined the darkness in the souls of those around him.
As he continued this practice, his natural range expanded. He could sense every being with special energy within this range. This range had awakened after his panic attack. Initially, it was only a 20-meter radius around him, shaped like a sphere. From then on, he decided to call it his domain to simplify things. But it grew very fast; in just a month, it had expanded by 21 meters, doubling the area of his domain. It was now 41m large in a shpere shape.
But soon, this rapid increase in his domain's expansion stopped. However, his range in the white dimension continued to grow. He started to study tried various techniques like meditation (dhayan is the original word for it).He realised that he could refine his energy if he tried really hard.
About another month passed after he started meditating. One day, he felt a pull, just like he always did before entering the white dimension. This time, when he entered, he found himself in full control. He could feel the world around him; he could sense his room and the souls of his grandparents moving about.
He could sense the world around him; he could feel his room and the souls of his grandparents moving about.
He let his domain expand in this form and then felt something shift. He saw his grandmother praying, golden threads extending from her to the statue in the room. He noticed the darkness in her soul lessen, and the bright part became purer, transforming into a white blaze before the statue became silent.
But when he approached the statue in his current form, he felt an immense danger, so he stopped moving toward it. He slowly walked away and then saw his grandfather sitting in his rocking chair, reading the newspaper. Asterion approached him, trying to see his soul in its entirety. When he was about 2 meters away, his grandfather's soul released white and golden threads. The golden threads came toward him while the white ones wrapped around his soul in a protective manner.
He made contact with the golden threads, and then the darkness in his grandfather's soul began to flow out to him. Asterion felt his form shaking as his soul refined the darkness. He didn't understand how he was doing it, but he felt his energy increase slowly.
He stood there absorbing the darkness for about five minutes before the flow stopped. Then, a very small amount of white essence came out from the threads. He instinctively knew that this was his grandfather's life essence, so he commanded it to go back and refused to absorb it. Taking a few steps back, he let go of the golden threads. Soon, the white threads also retreated into his grandfather's soul also taking the golden threads with them.He could not see or sense the threads anymore, so he tried to focus his domain onto his grandfather's soul.
But soon, he felt a burning sensation begin to grow; it felt as if his spirit wanted to go back to its anchor—his body. He started to rush to his room. When he saw his body, he noticed strange cuts on his skin while a strange black thing was trying to enter through the cuts on my body.I panicked rushed forward while my soul released a light with hundreds of strings on the thing, it Disentigrated into black dust which floted into my body ,strengthening it . But as i entered my body, i felt fine, even though the marks did not heal.
I tried to stand up to patch himself up, but as soon as i stood, a strong drowsiness washed over me, causing me to fall onto the ground. My grandmother was passing by and heard something fall, so she called out to me. When i did not respond, she came to his room to check on him. She found him with strange wounds on his body and immediately called for help.
His grandfather came running, only to see the same sight. He picked Asterion up and noticed that his body was cold, so he rushed to the car and drove him to the hospital, where he was admitted and spent the whole night recovering. His wounds were patched up, and the next day, his grandfather took him home after asking about how he got wounded and what was happening to him. Asterion made up a story to calm him down, but his grandfather did not believe him and insisted on taking him to a church for a baptism and to be cleansed from any evil that might have harmed him.his grandfather beloved he was being haunted by something evil which was strengthen by his antisocial behavior.
As they drove to the church, Asterion felt a mix of anxiety and unease. He knew he had to maintain his composure, but the memory of the burning sensation lingered in his mind. Upon arriving, the solemn atmosphere of the church enveloped him, and he glanced at the stained glass windows depicting battles between good and evil. He felt threatened but it was just because of the large amount of energy stored in the church. He was also surprised by the state of the church.
It was not in the best state but the main hall was still beautiful with the statue of Christ crucified in the middle. There also beautiful patterns made out of the energy.
So his eyes met two pairs of eyes one was of the father and another of a very young Parochial Vicar by his side. Both of them were looking at him intently while his grandfather approached them to talk about the matter.
While his grandfather was talking with the father the Parochial Vicar kept looking at him with a very serious face. It looked like this expression had been craved on to his face.
He approached him and asked what his name was he replied that it was Jonathan and kindly greeted me asking for mine out of politeness.
I answered ,then he asked me a question I was not expecting.