Miss Boat

DP Protagonist Stick AU

SVSSS Waiting Room AU

Op Painted Over AU

Weird Gotham AU

Lotm X HSR Crossover aka chucking the Amphoreus cast into lotm

Lotm Gehrman in Time Out Kleinsona Au

Ⅷ. BANISHMENT

There is an irony to the fact that "He" who stood atop of the Pathway that specialized in Sealing, was imprisoned in "His" very own body. Imprisoned in a place that even "He" cannot escape easily. Imprisoned with nothing but an Outer Deity's corruption to keep "Him" company.

"Save me."

I don't want to be here.

"Save me."

Get me out of here.

"Save me."

I want to go home.

"Save me."

Bethel had always known that the things that lurked in the endless cosmos were terrifying. But it was only in this moment that "He" truly understood the extent of that horror.

"Save me."

Because Bethel does not want to be in this place. "He" cannot leave this place, cannot simply leave as "He" wishes and Bethel can't remember the last time that "He" was so tied down, so restricted. Everything in "Him" is screaming to leave, screaming to escape, screaming to not be confined any longer.

The part of "Him" that wants that is real. It's not some foreign urge that was implanted into "Him". That person calling out for help is "Him". It's Bethel Abraham. "He" wants to be saved.

"Save me."

It is only natural after all. Anyone in "His" position would want to be saved. Why would "He" not want to be saved?

"Save me."

And these words will reach "His" family. It will reach them and they will try to save "Him". Bethel knows "His" family. They're stubborn. Once they realize the truth behind the ravings, once they realize that "He" is calling for help. They won't give up until "He" is free.

"Save me."

If "He" waits long enough, if "He" endures long enough, if "He" begs long enough someone will free "Him".

"Save me."

And so "He" begs for salvation ever more.

"Save me…"

The comfort that this knowledge gives "Him" disgusts "Him". There is nothing but loathing, nothing but contempt that "He" feels for the relief and hope that claws at "His" heart. This resignation to the circumstances, the willingness to simply roll over and give up, the surrender to madness just repulses Bethel.

"SaVe me"

Bethel is repulsed by that mockery of "His" self that has taken control over "His" body. Repulsed by how "His" family is being taken advantage of by that caricature of a person. But the thing that repulses "Him" the most, the fact that "He" simply abhorred, is the fact that even if "He" were to fight it with all "His" might it would not matter.

"Save me… SavE me…"

Sooner or later "He" will be released. "His" resistance will inevitably prove to be useless.

"SAVE…"

Hopelessness…

Is this what that felt like?

"Save Me… SaVe me…. SAve me…."

To be reduced to such a state…

Bethel never thought that such a thing would happen to "Him".

"Save … ME"

Surrounded by nothing but darkness and an eternal storm, Bethel wonders if this is what the world looked like all those years ago. When the mad gods of old ruled the world, when madness was in abundance, when the Ancient Sun God waged war to librate humanity, is this what the world looked like?

"SAVe me… SAve mE"

Did humanity cry for help the way that "He" did now?

"SavVe Me. SaVE me. SAVE ME."

Had humanity sought salvation just as "He" did now?

"SavEme.. Save mE sAvemE sA Veme S avEMe sAveMEsavEmEsaVemESaveME"

It did not matter.

"saVEMesAvEmeSAVEMESAVEMESAVEMESAVEMESAVEMESAVEMESAVEMESAVEMESAVEMESAVEME-"

Bethel makes a choice.

"Don't save me"

The Abraham Family will suffer for "His" choice. Be it "His" children or grandchildren or great grand children or the far away descendants that Bethel will not have watched over. The noble blood that flows through their veins will become a curse chaining them to madness.

"Don't save me"

They will die in agony as they lose control. They will be forced to put each other down as if they were wild beasts rather than family. They will know no peace just as "He" will not.

"Don't save me"

What Bethel truly wanted was not salvation. Not if "His" salvation meant damning the planet, damning humanity, damning every single one of "His" loved ones to a fate even worse than the one that "He" is already damning them to.

"Don't save me"

This is the right thing to do. It is the only thing that Bethel can do.

"SAVE ME"

Salvation will come.

"Don't save me"

It won't.

"SAVE ME"

If "He" calls out for it long enough salvation will come.

"Don't save me"

Not as long as he gets a say about that.

Ⅸ. SACRIFICE

“Do you wish to bring the disaster back to the real world?”

That…

That was Amon.

Yes. That was the Sun God's second son, Amon the Angel of Time.

Or at the very least it sounded like "Him". Bethel would like to say that it was nice to hear a familiar voice after so long. Or even just any voice that was not "His" own. But to hallucinate the voice of a man like Amon, Bethel must have truly lost it now.

"Give up."

Or perhaps it was not a hallucination. Only Amon would have the audacity to tell "Him" to give up now. Give up? What a ridiculous notion. Now that "He" has already decimated "His" own family just to prolong "His" own imprisonment? Truly the only person so shameless would be-

"I have a way to deal with it. I'll let you sleep and get the peace you want."

Most people - scratch that - anyone who knew Amon would not believe "His" words. But there was nothing for "Him" to gain in decieving Bethel. And so Bethel let's "Himself" believe those words. "He" let's "Himself" believe that peace truly was a possibility for "Him".

Countless faces flash before Bethel's eyes. Memories "He" thought long lost to the inevitable passage of time resurfaced. There were hundreds, thousands, millions perhaps even that "He" held dear. As sudden as they resurfaced so too did they slip away from "His" grasp. Until "His" mind settled on a certain memory.

Ultimately, it was a memory with "His"… with his mother. As if it had just been yesterday, the scene played out inside of his mind.

Once, a very very long time ago, a little boy had been afraid. The little boy clung to the hand of his mother. In the face of the boy's fears the mother simply smiled. He was her very pride and joy.

"Do not fear nor despair. For God will grant you salvation."

It feels almost like a sick and twisted joke to Bethel. But after all these years of imprisonment. After all these years of enduring corruption, of fighting for every scrap of sanity, Bethel Abraham was tired. He was so very tired.

And here the son of God was offering him salvation.

Yes. It was salvation at the cost of "His" life. It means giving up now. To leave this stage that "He" had fought so hard to stay on. But what else did "He" have left to give now?

Bethel had nothing.

And so, Mr. Door closed "His" eyes and lowered "His" head. And the very first word "He" spoke after returning to this world was…

"Alright"

2616 years ago…

You were born as a human boy that was named Bethel, the House of God.

A vessel for the Celestial Worthy. A literal house for a god

You become an angel and then a King of Angels that stood at the peak of your Pathway.

The Door Pathway. Doors. Seals. Space. The Magician. Willpower, creation, desire, manifestation. Tickets, illusions, cunning, manipulation.

You were the illustrious ancestor of the Abraham Family…

Great Door of All Doors

Guide of the Endless Cosmos

Key to all Mysterious Worlds

Bethel Abraham.

"2616 years after his birth, over 1532 years after "His" banishment Mr. Door died protecting the home that he had been taught to love and cherish at the cost of everything.

"In the wake of "His" sacrifice, Amon ascended to the status of a Dual Pathway True Deity.

"Mr. Error was born."