Chapter 297: Lead Me Not into Temptation

Chapter 297: Lead Me Not into Temptation

Destroy? You mean as in kill? You want to kill Peter. The voice, for all its unsettling menacehard to come across as anything else when youre emanating from a stone coffinhad a tinge of genuine shock to it. He was horrified by the prospect of what Id suggested. Oh, I couldnt do that. Absolutely not.

Disappointing.

You dont control dead people, then? You arent a necromancer?

I told you, Im a vivimancer.

Im sorry, Ive never heard of that before. What does it mean?

It means I can heal, I can prolong life. Other peoples and my own. Its the reason Im in here. My body was starved of food and air, but my life force abides.

You arent dead?

I am and I am not.

I didnt think this conversation would prove very enlightening if pursued, so I switched tacks. And Peter put you here? But you still dont want to get him back.

Not by robbing him of life. I mean, I wouldnt like it if someone did that to me, so why would I do it to someone else?

Someone had done it to him. I didnt point this out as Ive found convincing people theyre wrong doesnt make them grateful to you. I know, I dont understand why, either.

Are you sure? Hes been doing some terrible things in your absence. I mean, really ghastly.

Ive no doubt. No doubt at all. But you cant sink to his level. Youd be no better than him, then, wouldnt you?

It was a wonderful point. If this was a world where people appreciated honourable behaviour and the righteous prevailed, then I was sure hed do very well. But it wasnt, and he was in a coffin. Kind of hard to take the moral high ground from six feet below.

On the other hand, if he didnt feel it was right to kill Peter, it stood to reason hed feel the same way about me. I moved closer. Cautiously. Id been known to be wrong before.

We dont have to kill him, necessarily. We fucking did. We had to kill him and burn his body, and then throw the ashes into the sea. But I was playing the patience game. Thats where you patiently put up with someones bullshit because they might be a vampire. Im not one of those people who goes into a horror situation with no knowledge of horror movies. I know what kind of person hangs out in a crypt. We could just put him out of commission, so he doesnt hurt any more people?

Has he hurt many people? He sounded alarmed. Good. The more I got him to think things were really bad out here, the more likely he was to bend his principles and help. Luckily for me things really were terrible out there. They werent much better in here.

Quite a few. He blew up a mountain in Monsterland. Killed thousands. Females and children, too.

Oh, monsters thats not so bad. An unfortunate necessity.

Just my luck, a bleeding heart who only bled selectively. And the monsters swarmed across the border and started killing indiscriminately. For revenge.

Not exactly how it happened, but it was roughly how it happened, more or less. Mostly less.

Oh dear. That is terrible.

I was alongside the sarcophagus now. A few steps more (figuratively speakingI wasnt actually walking) and Id be able to see inside the coffin.

Yes, I said. Very gruesome.

The problem with good people is that they tend to have a distorted view of what good is. They contradict themselves all the time. And their ability to hide this from themselves is truly impressive. Get caught in a lie? Improvise, adapt, overcome.

I have no issue with people having strong beliefs, even if theres no actual proof to back it up. Shine on you crazy diamond. But be consistent. Hypocrisy is just so infuriating.

Want to ban drugs? Great. So, no alcohol, right?

Im not saying booze should be illegal (they tried that, didnt work out so well), but you cant have it both ways. Alcohol is far worse than most soft drugs. And quite a few hard ones.

Pro-life? A very reasonable position to take. Yes, people have reasons to terminate, but wanting to protect babies is a basic human imperative. So, no sending people to war, no death penalty and no bombing abortion clinics, right?

Hey, dont blame me for your logic. Fucking follow your own rules, at least.

You cant convince people theyre being retarded, because theyre retarded. But what you can do is use it against them. And you have an excellent chance of getting away with it. Because theyre retarded.

I was wondering, I said as I leaned forward. How are you able to At this point I got my first look inside the sarcophagus. A sound came out of my mouth that Id approximate as: Yaaa-whadafu-yeeeee. Only compressed into a single syllable.

Thats right. I channel my gift to help others. It is my pleasure to share my life force with others. Getting even creepier now.

And what about all the people youre connected to? You dont control them, like a necromancer?

Vivimancers. We dont do that sort of thing. At least, I dont.

On the surface, what he said seemed very commendable. But you cant take these things at face value. First its no one deserves such a fate and then its no one apart from the ones who deserve it and before you know it, its On your knees, slaves! Slippery slope.

To me a vivimancer sounded like the opposite of a necromancer. Which could mean life and love and butterflies, or it could mean he controlled the living the same way a necromancer controlled the dead.

Ive seen how youre connected to the people in the temple. And Johsaya.

You can see the connections? He sounded more interested than threatened. For now.

Yes. Thats my ability. I see connections, but I dont fully understand what they mean. Downplay, lower expectations, I am no danger, carry on.

Youre a Visitor. You have your own gifts I detect an accent. Are you Australian?

Oh, the vicious barbs of a careless tongue.

No. Im British.

My apologies.

No problem, I said through gritted teeth.

Yes, youre right. Im still connected to everyone Ive ever touched with my gift. Once I was forced into this place, my connection remained, sustaining those I left behind. I did not wish to abandon them the way they abandoned me.

Very noble. And Joshaya? Hes a god, isnt he? Why would he need your support? I felt like I was getting closer to the truth. As long as he didnt get sidetracked into a childhood memory, I was about to get some answers.

Joshaya, yes. He is one of the old gods. You know of them?

I do. He was left behind when the others went into their death simulator.

Thats right! he exclaimed, surprised. What a bright boy you are! Surprised and very patronising. The Colin-combo. They wanted to leave him outside to observe, but he wouldnt be able to survive cut off from the others. Thats where I came in, to my endless regret. I succoured him at my teat, as it were.

Creepiness reaches new personal best.

So, youre sustaining Joshaya... and Peter?

I was starting to get it. His body had been made non-functional, but either his power wouldnt let him die, or they didnt allow him to die properly so his power was still active. Either way, he was caught in some in-between place that gave him access to the adjacent world. Although he wasnt able to move around like me. He had, however, moved the coffin lid, so he might just not have figured it out. Yet.

In any case, his power was being pumped into those hed hooked himself up to. Now I was creeping myself out.

But none of that mattered to me. I needed a way to get back to the land of the living. And he was clearly the gatekeeper. Vivimancer.

This was definitely the guy I needed. And he was all about sharing his gift. I liked gifts. Problem was I was untouchable, but Maurice had found a way around that once. He could do it again. All I had to do was get them all here. Arthur could even save them, if he wanted. I wouldnt mind.

Do you think you could use your ability on me?

I would be tempted to say no, but Ive never been able to communicate with someone like this before. Its like youre here, but not.

My body isnt here. I could go get it, if.... Couldnt you just turn off the juice for Peter and Joshaya? Easy mode yes, please.

That would kill them!

No shit. The problem with pacifists is that theyre never on the opposing side.

And it would kill so many others. It is impossible to be precise from here. It would affect everyone Im joined with.

I wasnt sure he understood the condition hed left his connectees in. They didnt seem like theyd mind calling it a day. How do you explain that to the poster boy for immortality? His only reason for clinging on was to keep everyone else alive. Stuck in here on his own for decades. How was he not insane? Or maybe he was. Much harder to spot crazy when its being super polite.

Couldnt you just turn it down a bit? Put everyone to sleep?

There was a pause. I started to feel hopeful. If I could just get him to put everyone in a coma, I could move around with no danger of anyone realising I was dead. I could do whatever I wanted and no one could stop me. They wouldnt even know what I was up to. The Cosby Stratagem. How could it fail?