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He'd come home out of some weird need to find his roots, again. Or something. At the current moment he couldn't remember. Souvenir shops lined the streets he roamed too long ago. The house had burned over three centuries before and even the alleys were swept now. There had been nothing to bury, and no money for more than a mass grave had there been, so there were no markers, nothing to see, nothing to kneel at.

Wandering into the new St. Paul's, built after he left, after the fire that took them, he nonetheless felt something settle. He sat in a pew for hours, trying to remember what it had felt like when he came home, saw this, sat here the first time, a different man. Not Matthew. Not Takezo Kensei. Something else, someone else. A man without country, time, family.

For a time, he'd thought to find it again, but now the dream seemed farther away than it had even when trapped in that cell, and he was cold.

It was well after dusk when he left. He found a pub, a table in a corner, and with a wry smile that cursed all the years in between, he ordered a whiskey and asked the bartender to leave the bottle, working to bury himself in the one thing left that had any familiarity or link to the old.

Date: 2008-01-20 09:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
"It all shifts, it all changes, and then, really, it all stays the same, but you change...or you have more time to think. To question. You have to. Only there are no answers."

Date: 2008-01-20 10:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"Questioning is good. That way you may find something that you can believe or at least take comfort that the journey is worthwhile."

Date: 2008-01-20 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
"I can't ever shake fully what I believed as a child, though," Adam admitted. "I've lost faith so many times, tried others, searched the world learning about other beliefs, and always it returns to this."

Date: 2008-01-20 06:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"What we learn as children stay with us the longest. It does not surprise me that these would be the lessons you would return to. If it is what truly comforts you, you should embrace it."

Date: 2008-01-20 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
"Most days I find it easier to not believe in anything anymore."

Date: 2008-01-20 06:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"I don't believe that you can't believe in somethng. If you didn't, you would not feel any kind of conflict. You would only believe in what you sense. Whether or not you believe in one of the structured faiths, you still believe in something."

Date: 2008-01-21 07:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
"I believe..." It was almost so simple to slip into the profession of faith, the first he learned, before he slid into the Latin when he converted in Italy a century later. He was drunk enough to recite it, even, perhaps inspired by his time in the Cathedral that afternoon, staring at altars to long-dead gods.

"I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth.

"And in Jesus Christ his only Son our Lord; who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, dead, and buried; he descended into hell; the third day he rose again from the dead; he ascended into heaven, and sitteth on the right hand of God the Father Almighty; from thence he shall come to judge the quick and the dead.

"I believe in the Holy Ghost; the holy catholic Church; the communion of saints; the forgiveness of sins; the resurrection of the body; and the life everlasting. AMEN."

He fell silent for a moment, then shrugged, straightening. "The resurrection of the body, carp. I don't think they meant it the way mine works, not for humans, not just for..." It was part of it, he knew. When he realized he could not die, that he would have life everlasting, but not in heaven. Trapped on Earth, like the angels that fell, forced to live on and to see and to watch.

"How does it apply to me anymore? What do I hope for...I have life everlasting, without His promises, without His creeds. The Tree of Life, carp. 'And the Lord God said, Behold, the man is become as one of us, to know good and evil: and now, lest he put forth his hand, and take also of the tree of life, and eat, and live for ever...'" He looked at him, shook his head. "Man, living forever. The thing God wished to prevent, lest man truly become like Him. Gods on the Earth, walking and talking and...I cannot die, carp. I am what God feared man to become. So what does that make me?"
Edited Date: 2008-01-21 07:54 pm (UTC)

Date: 2008-01-21 11:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"You are not. You can be killed. Much as you will live a very long time, when the universe ends, you will end with it. It doesn't make you bad or evil or a fallen angel. One day you will go to your Heaven." He smiles gently. "Then you'll get your halo."

Date: 2008-01-23 07:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam sighs, shakes his head, slight frustration in his eyes. "If I do ever die, carp, it is highly likely it will not be Heaven where I am sent."

Date: 2008-01-24 02:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"Do you get little horns if you go there? Of course, Satan should worry that you will take over."

Date: 2008-01-24 06:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam rubbed his temples. "There aren't horns mentioned anywhere, no. Though if I could manage it, then, yes. He should."

Date: 2008-01-25 02:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"You'd look cute with little horns."

Date: 2008-01-30 08:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam stared at him. "I don't want to go to hell."

Date: 2008-01-31 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"You won't go to hell. I will save you."

Date: 2008-01-31 01:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
"You can't save me from hell, carp," Adam argued. "Not even from myself."

Date: 2008-01-31 01:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"If you believe in hell, then I believe I can save you from it."

Date: 2008-02-04 11:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
"No one can save me," he said, glumly, looking out over the water. "Not anymore."

Date: 2008-02-05 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"I refuse to believe that. You have convinced yourself of this because no one has tried."

Date: 2008-02-05 10:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
"Why not?" Adam asked, eyes sharper, less drunk, watching him closely.

Date: 2008-02-06 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"Because I love you. Why should I give up on you?"

Date: 2008-02-06 03:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
"Don't you know what I am, even now?"

Date: 2008-02-06 03:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] powered-otaku.livejournal.com
"You are a man with an ability who has lived for over 400 years. You have probably had many names, if, for no other reason than having only one name attached to your face can only cause trouble. You have had good times and bad. You are the ultimate survivor, in very many ways. Like every other person, you are far more complex than most people will ever see. I'm not afraid of what you have hidden, Kensei."

Date: 2008-02-08 09:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
"You should be, carp," Adam said grimly. "You should be very, very afraid."

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