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“Alyx, you’re immortal. You can’t die. Well, again, anyway. You died and were made immortal by The Demon.” Lennox says.
“Where is this demon now, then?” I whisper to him.
“He’s inside you. He took over your body; you’re still you and still have parts of you, but the other half is The Demon. You are his vessel until a new one comes along.” Lennox explains to me carefully.
“How do you know I’m immortal? Is that in some fucking demon-raising handbook you have?” I question.
He chuckles. “No, but it has been a known side effect. I believe you have a strong demon inside of you, Alyx. That is the only way to explain what is happening. Most other demons would have just killed you off. But that also means you were strong enough to withstand this demon.”
“I’m stuck with this demon now, aren’t I?” I say, defeated.
“Yes. It is your curse you now must live with. It is your punishment for your crime. You can’t get rid of it until a new vessel comes along, and we don’t know how long that takes or how long that will be.” Lennox bluntly said. “The Demon chooses its hosts, but I can guarantee you will know exactly who it is when you see them.”
“So, I’m damned one way or another,” I say quite plainly.
As long as The Demon is inside me, those around me should be safe. Hopefully, I am strong enough to keep him at bay.
“I don’t know what else you want me to say, Alyx.’ Lennox shrugs.
My vision started to blur as I stare at Lennox. I blink, trying to clear it. I can hear Lennox asking me what is wrong in the distance, but he sounds so far away.
Fuck. What’s happening to me?
I start to wobble on my feet, my heart beating out of my chest. How does my heartbeat if I’m dead?
My legs give way, and I collapse to the ground as everything goes black.
I know I’ve lost consciousness. Yet I still feel like I am awake. There is nothing but darkness that surrounds me. Silence envelopes the space I am in.
“Hello?” I call out. There isn’t even an echo of my voice.
A low growl answers back. “You are stuck with me now, young one. There is no escape.” He whispers.
I jolt at the voice. I have to get out of here. But where is here?
“Your mind.” The Demon whispers.
Alyx
Isit on my cold stone throne within the darkness of my mind palace. I don’t know how long it’s been, but it feels like ages, decades, centuries. It never ends.. Ever since The Demon took over my body and shoved me inside my mind, I’ve been trapped, unable to find a way out.
The last thing I remember is getting taken over by The Demon and then passing out. Since then, I’ve been locked inside my mind, dreamland, whatever you want to call it. Here, I control everything.
The empty chambers in my mind are silent, except for the wind echoing almost absent-mindedly with my thoughts. My throne casts an even darker shadow on the room, like a brooding pool at the centre of the antechamber. I am the darkest of all the things in my world and the next—a monument to dubious patience.
As torturous as the feeling of waiting is, I bask in it, which fuels my desire—hundreds of years spent in a static wasteland of un-life, tucked into a pocket of existence that was untiringly in my control. I could create many different things here until I am sick of the idea. Time knows nothing here, and I could live hundreds of thousands of human years and reopen the door of my mind right back to the exact moment I had left.
I have only one respite in this place. Long ago, after I became trapped here, a light in the Otherworld shone on the horizon and acted like a beacon to my mind.
Instantly drawn to this light, as I had not created it myself, I became infatuated, like a mongrel given something new to play with. Even though I could fly and traverse this plane in a blink, I willed a black mare into existence and rode the horse towards the light. The ride bred excitement and emotion in me. Something I rarely felt since I stopped being mortal.
I found it surrounded by cliffs and dying trees in the centre of a beautiful lake. The light cast across the black water and seemed to smile at me as if to say,
I am here. I am real. I am brand new. Love me.
From that moment on, I loved the light with all my once-broken soul.
The light would show me Calliope from time to time. I would sit, besotted, staring at the light as if it were my everything. There inside it, I could see Calliope, just a baby. I would spend years watching her, utterly consumed, euphoric that this light was mine. A shard of a light that had travelled so far from one world to mine to be with me.
