Pain Case

Part XV

It always happens

one does not appreciate

until it's all gone

I feel her within me.  The ancient people might call her Gaea but she is like the answer to my prayers.  In my ecstasy I can even feel the sensations that can only be described in books with names like Revelations.  God is an idea that I never met but she fills me with such resolve that all the death on my blades seems like moments of sheer bliss.

Before I sent them to foreign corners of the world and continued my march all the way until I reached the shores of Japan, I heard the American and the Russian talk of nothing except the darkness of the world but she would only let me see white.  To me, I saw nothing but the world as it would be when the disease of the flesh was gone.

There were others that saw the light as well.  Several Oculars from the Middle East and even he from Israel saw it.  The harmony was beautiful that the Israeli and the Arab joined hands to slaughter the disease of humanity.  We were no longer Israeli, Arab and Japanese, we were Oculars who became the Elementals in charge of protecting the entire planet from mankind's destruction.  They could not be trusted to do the right thing and they had obtained far too many free passes.  Now, Lady vengeance came with mercy for her destroyers to kill before being killed.

Not one who died by my hand died slowly.  I heard in Europe and the Middle East, there was a spike of violent deaths but we the Oculai killed swiftly and with justice as executioners for the crimes of humanity.  All were guilty.  There was no savior for mankind that vindicated them of what they'd done.  They did not sin against god, they sinned against their own home.  They sinned against Gaea.

In the midst of this insanity, I had lost touch with the Russian and this did not bother me as I had accepted his manor of cleansing.  He was of the darkness and of the pain.  He was the pain case that fought against the light.  He was the devil and he had come to punish, as I had come to show mercy to those he would strike down brutally by offering a quick death.

It all was so beautiful, at the end.  The world had all been cleansed and it got very quiet.  I remember as I heard the last few souls dwindling to their graves and the fires beginning to get sucked into her womb to give birth to 高天原 on earth, that stupid Russian had to do something stupid.

The sky went red and the sun became black and I felt her pain and panic.  I saw the ground start to shake and she began to move her arms too quickly for us to survive on her back.  Mountains moved and the sky opened up as I watched the moon break orbit and hurl meteors at our mother.  The seas boiled and 144,000 scattered across the globe ran violently like a biblical herd of swine.  Those of us who became hurt or even killed rose up again and again too quickly as the nanites in them were too weak to handle such rapid changes.  I felt the Oculai die and my heart sank for each one.  I saw the nuclear warheads but I could not stop them.  Her pain and panic in me as well as Sergei's pain was too much for me to bear.

I saw us part as the we were snatched from her bosom and she split apart as we were hurled into the depth of space and heard from no more.  In my last moments, I write:

To bid life farewell
one greets death as a stranger
Always has he watched