A Love In Dark Times

It was a beautiful weather, maybe it was autumn for the amount of petals in the air or spring for the pollen in the air, it w hard to tell, the barracks moved between the worlds and dimensions allowed. In one room was she, the new girl, doing a task that none of the old masters could do, she had to purify the evil sword Darmela, something very complicated, becau it was forged with black magic and tempered with the blood of many victims. She tried to give it her energy or to clean it with her saliva and prayers, and nothing happened; she was distressed at not getting the results demanded by the great master, she was about to cry out of despair, she wanted to overcome this to continue training or on missions, luckily mas Francisco came in, seeing her crying he hugged her and told her:

-Calm down my child, it is something complex, I have only seen that a chosen one could do it and it was hard work, he sa it was like absorbing and releasing at the same time, like loving while hating, he said he had to make the weapon want tc be purified, calm down you must relax, you will not achieve anything stressed out, otherwise maybe you will make it mor, evil.

I want to go training, I can't stand confinement.

-1 know you want to become strong, you have to avenge your mother and all that.

That's true, teacher.

-In that order of ideas, it seems to me that the key is like that of the alchemists, everyone thinks that they transform leac into gold and although it's true, in part, what they do is that they first transmute their soul through the fire of change anc then the metal imitates them.

“You mean I have to give up my revenge for purifying this stupid ugly sword.

-no luisa, what i want to say is that you have to improve and widen your capacities, if you want to change the nature of tt abomination, and when you achieve it, it will be your triumph and once you master it, it will be something that will seem easy to you, that you won't believe that you hesitated to achieve it.

The only thing I can think of would be to kill La Mancarita, that cruel terror that devoured my mother.

-It must be, sometimes I can't sleep if I have a pending task, I propose something, let's go hunt her down, I know where sI might be, we'll destroy her so you can go on your way.

Really? I'll get the boys to come with us.

“Wait, it's not wise girl, nobody can find out that we left here, that you left the task unfinished, let's both go and if things get ugly, we'll go back in a portal, I'm an expert in them, look, -and francisco opened one below them that took them to a flooded forest where the water was on their knees.

-1 can feel it watching us, it must be it or some other bug, it doesn't matter what it is, we'll ill it and if it's already dead, we'll find a way to destroy it.

A shadow pounced on them, raising water in its path, it would have knocked them down had it not been for Francisco jumping up and pulling Luisa, she took the opportunity to throw a heel with her sword that caused hair to fly through the air, that being stood with its back to them, separated only by a few metres, snorting and shaking its hair in imitation of a baby's cry. Luisa ran to try to remove its head, only for the scarecrow to duck, spinning around and kicking her in the stomach; Francisco counterattacked with his spear of light and the scarecrow blocked it with his hair that moved through the air, stretching like chewing gum and impenetrable like steel, which wrapped around Francisco, transforming him into hank of hair, at the same time that Luisa resumed her direct attack when she saw that it was the monster that had killed her mother. The Mancarita, who looked at her with a malicious grimace, while the warrior, attacked her with her best attacks and the fright seemed to be just playing around, even standing behind her back mocking her:

-1 know you come to revenge, because I devoured your mother, which was delicious, I regret not having done the same wi you, of course now you are the most wanted, I learned that you can improve the creatures of the forest, very soon I will fi out if your blood to do with a being like me.

He threw his claws trying to break her barrier of protection, this time it was her who attacked her with a thousand furiou: blows, she remembered when she was human, that since she was born, she suffered mistreatment for her crooked feet, which worsened at puberty when she developed only one breast, her name was Rita, she could not stand so much contempt and went into the forest where her nails and hair grew without control or hygiene, she did not remember well the moment when she became frightening, she was confused from the moment she started her revenge devouring the lo peasants, maybe she went to bed as people and woke up as a beast or it could be a punishment for the priests she devoured, she was a being that only knew hate, therefore, that was what she gave, she enjoyed provoking pain, now she had the possibility of acquiring power to torment without limits.

Meanwhile, from inside the cocoon of hair, Francisco struggled to free himself, without success, he resorted to desperate measures, he summoned a portal that took him to the interior of a volcano, where the lava destroyed that hank of hair th almost burned him, Fortunately he was very skilled with the portals and summoned another one appearing above La Mancarita cutting his claws, the fright screamed deafening them, the master tried to pierce his heart and when he dodge he cut the only b****t he had, causing a liquid to drip that caused the plants to bloom.

“Wait, I'm going to fight for real, remember that you are in my house,” saying this, the frightened man raised what was left of his arms and from all the flooded soil sprouted bows of hair, making the field look like a spider's web, Luisa recovered with her eyebrows glued to her nose and exclaimed, “Francisco, she is in my house,” she said:

-Francisco, she is mine, -and she ran dodging the hairs that tried to hit her, she assassinated several swords, cutting her belly, although the fright continued with her malicious smile, she lay down in the puddle and emerged covered with her hair, resembling a very large body and attacked them with her vines.

-Francisco, we should have brought reinforcements,” said Luisa in anguish, as she cut off those tentacles of hair.

There is an option, turn her human and we will kill her easily.

-No, master, that would be murder.

50 what of it, this thing has killed thousands, including your mother, as long as it has access to the powers of darkness i will be very difficult to defeat it.

Master, but I don't know how to do it.

-Luisa purifies her inner self, she speaks with her heart, that's what an ancient chosen one told us, remember that first yc have to create your inner self to project it on the outside.

50 I have to purify myself, to leave this rage, that's very complicated, because I only want to destroy this being.

-Luisa, you don't have to forgive her, that thing has to be destroyed, maybe you should feel that you have already destroyed it, that you have already overcome that hate, that by consummating your revenge you have already taken that weight off your shoulders, feel how you would be without that burden, overcome it and remember that sensation. “Master Francisco I will try, - and I walk towards the fright, with open arms, he embraced her, causing the Mancarita to scream in despair, while a light invaded her, the rays ceased showing two women embracing and crying, the warrior Luisa had managed to purify the fright who now looked as if she still was, she was an ugly woman, with only one b****t and twisted legs, that forest in an instant was flooded, sprouting lilies everywhere; Rita, the woman formerly known as La Mancarita, lay down on her knees to continue crying, covering her face with her hands while Luisa contemplated her: Kill her," Francisco ordered her.

I can't, she’s a defenceless woman.

“That woman killed your mother, the woman I fell in love with, the one who taught me that life has meaning, I won't take that thing away, if you don't kill her, it's possible that she'll find a way to be a fright again.

-No Francisco, maybe she deserves another chance, nowadays people are tolerant and there are many institutions where they can help her, maybe a couple of surgeries and she'll be like a normal woman,” Rita raised her face, looking her in the eyes and said:

Please kill me, I don't deserve to live after all that I have caused and beware of your companion, he is a traitor,” she did not finish her sentence when Francisco pierced her heart with the sword and lifted it to pull it out from above, trying to break it in two, “leave her alone, master, she is already dead, although it was not necessary, we'd better go back to the barracks.

I'll decide that," said Francisco, releasing Rita's remains, “by the way, did you hear the last thing she said?

-No, no, sir,” replied Luisa, very nervous.

“Well, she accuses me of being a traitor, and if 1 am, in order to be told the whereabouts of this thing, I had to sell you to her,” she pointed to the forest from where the Mother-mountain emerged, in her true form, a beautiful woman with small leaves on her skin who greeted them:

-1 congratulate you, you have consummated your revenge, I thank you for that thing, it was already getting on my nerves, is one of my worst creations, she had to water the deforested forests with the sage that sprouted from her breast, insteac she chose to be a butcher, I was wrong to give her a chance, it is normal that you Luisa would have done it too if it wasn't for my friend Francisco.

-Compassion will never be wrong, if you chose to save her, you did the right thing, just as I would have done it without hesitation,” said Luisa furiously, preparing her sword.

“You may be right, my dear, but you must not think that you have to fight me, I don’t want to imprison you, I want to save you, to free you, you have no future with humans, the great master fears you and he will do the same as he has done witt your kind, you will end up in a bonfire,” spoke the mother-mountain calmly, burying Rita's corpse with flowers.

-If it's true, let me go, I have to think about it," Luisa begged without putting her gun away.

-1 can't let you go, my obligation is to protect you, even from yourself, if you leave it is possible that you will be killed onc you purify that damned sword, I bet you have no idea why the great master needs that thing she said, taking out her wh wooden cedar.

-1 will not give up easily,” said Luisa, lunging at her, at the same time that Francisco threw a blow, but directed at Luisa, w had to forget her first objective in order to defend herself.

“What are you doing, master,” Luisa asked very scared.

1 am doing what I think I have to do.” and he continued to hit her, and Mother-Monte took the opportunity to shoot a sleeping flower at her, which knocked her out almost instantly.

“Thank you Francisco,” declared Mother-Mount, taking Luisa with her, “our agreement still stands.

Gaia, I'm not sure I want that any more.

That's not possible, Francisco, a few months ago it was all you wanted,

Yes, Mother-Monte, but things have changed, my outlook has changed, I see life in other colours.

I understand, you no longer want to die, you no longer wish to remain on this plane, you no longer grumble about the gif that one of the chosen ones or the prophets as you call them, Yes Mother-Mount, but things have changed, my outlook I changed, I see life in other colours.

“You're right, after so many millennia, I finally fell in love, I knew what is known as love and this bug ripped her out of my arms when I was planning to rip her out of her husband's, now that's my debate.

Francisco I heard a poet say that “it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all"

“It's true, it's just that it's hard to live with the loss, I supposed that with revenge I would calm down and I feel worse, I no longer have a motive that pushes me along the path of existence, it seems to me that if I want our plan to continue, Mother-mountain I already gave her to you, if the chosen one appears I will do it too, I only ask you to find a way to kill m and please don't take long, I can't stand living being a traitor either, I'm disgusted by myself, I'm nothing, not even a frigh