Tears of Blood Chapter 2

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I am moving to adding the writing in this I eventually found a small cave to sleep in, and went through the supplies that I brought with me. I unpacked my bag, revealing three knives, a blanket, food that would last me for about five days, and most importantly, a gun and extra bullets. This would be the only thing that would give me any chance of survival, since the cult that father ran was the only group that had them. There were many rumors about how father got them, but most believed that his “God” taught him how to make them. I personally thought that father or someone working for him invented them. I decided to sleep without a fire tonight. It would be stupid to draw attention to myself, since I was still a few days away from the border of fathers territory. So I packed most of my things, put my weapons next to where I was sleeping, lay down, and waited for Kir to enter my dreams. I woke up in my dream. I sat up looking at the ever-familiar dreamscape to find Kir sitting by the tree. “Sit by me.” She said, waving her hand signaling for me to come over. “I need to tell you something." I sat by her, trying to discern what she would tell me. But as always, her obsidian-black eyes, sharp as cut glass, remained emotionless. “I have been hiding this for too long. After following for so long, and trusting me, I now trust you to know about my true identity. I am a god. ” “But that’s impossable!” I yelled, on the verge of breaking but not breaking yet. I couldn’t break, otherwise I would show too much emotion, and it would be too easy to manipulate me. “You can’t be a god! Gods aren't real!” I screamed, drawing one of my knives “They're just some stupid thing that father made up to control me!” “That is correct” She said, voice still showing no emotion. “The god he worships is fake, but the rest of them, and me, are real.” “You said you were just like me. You lied.” I said. I had calmed down, but I still was about to cry. “But I am just like you. I’m also an outcast from everyone because I was different. I am- was to all of the other gods, the god of minds and dreams. Most of the other gods had some power, but I had a lot. I could enter people’s dreams and talk to them, and I could do… other things to make them do what I wanted. They said I was too powerful. Especially the head god, Solstice. They were upset that I had more power than them. They cast me out. I have spent the years since wandering space aimlessly, looking for a way that I could teach the other gods that they thought wrongly about my magic.” Her voice was so soothing that it made me want to, need to believe her. “Alright” I said. I had calmed down by this point. “I believe you. I will follow your instructions to help me escape father, but just know that it will be a lot harder to trust you from now on” “Thank you. That is good.” She told me, right before I returned to my own body. I woke up. I wanted to get up right before sunrise, but I overslept. I was so tired after having to run all day. I wish I could just have a day to rest, but I had to keep moving. I couldn't be caught by father. I worked my way through the forest that day. It was relatively uneventful. The forest was getting less dense and started to turn into rocky terrain as I moved on, which was a good sign, considering that according to Kir, the border was over some mountain range. I found a small sheltered clearing to sleep in that night. The days continued on like this, me walking, but mostly running, towards the border. After about three days, I had reached the border. I was so tired, I could fall asleep right there, but I took the time to drag myself into a cave, not noticing the glints of firelight or the odd shadows. I immediately collapsed, falling asleep quickly. When I woke up, there was a stranger crouched over me, dagger at my throat.