Accepting the darkness

Godric didn't want to think about that. After his arrival he had fetched a reading from the archive that had piqued his interest. A story about his ancestor Amon. Because, contrary to all the holiness that this place radiated and for which he stood, was titled as a dark priest and the name Amon, which was a little divine name in the Bible, did not really improve the situation. Godric wanted to know the reason, had hoped for answers in the book, which had been written in some generation by a descendant of Amon. But he didn't get to read yet.A sigh came from the priest's lips. "Lost ..." he mused about his situation. That was less holy, Godric had thought and laughed at himself. He was a great saint to get lost in his own monastery. Had that happened to one of his ancestors too? In any case, he didn't know anyone. If only he had taken a card or just asked the monk, whom he had seen two hours ago, but hadn't wanted to ask. These thoughts made him sigh again. He didn't really wa

"A sinner!" Came it shocked and he looked at the gate again. Now all of these symbols made sense. Protective writings, warning symbols that should encourage people to turn back. A ban that was spoken on the gate and should prevent one from passing through. Godric wanted nothing to do with such a sinner. His ancestor must have had a reason to have buried and banished this sinner here and not to bury him in the cemetery as usual, he thought to himself. He was about to turn around when again, if only a fraction of a second, his ring flashed. The blue stone. It seemed to have lit up again in the light of the slightly bluish fire. Was this really just a simple ring? Of course it was clear to him beforehand that this one had magic, even if it sounded absurd. There was no other explanation for the blue hair and eyes he got after putting on the ring. Likewise, that this never came off and has been for a good twenty-one years.He put his hands lightly on the black gate, noticed how th

The demon put his hand over his mouth and felt sick. The fact that he was so weak at this moment annoyed him very much. But when Godric's words reached his pointy ears, he looked up. Pieces of the gate floated towards the blue-haired man, seemed to come back together on their own. Of course, the demon also knew what this meant and didn't want to let it get that far. As fast as possible he got up, ignoring the pain and wanted to form a ball of fire again to burn Godric like the monk before. The pain in his body was stronger than expected and thwarted his plans. Since he had just awakened, he had been an easy target for the power of the ring. Godric was lucky enough to erect and seal the gate before the demon could gather and throw the ball of fire in his direction. This was hurled against the newly built gate, but absorbed by the seal magic. "Damn it!" The sinner cursed while Godric sank to the ground in relief. For a moment he had seen his life ended. Many had crossed his path, but

The attacks had reached the monastery. The attackers were able to bypass the seals that the monks had set. Some monks had, as if by magic, removed the seals themselves and seriously injured their confreres who they tried to prevent. They were obsessed. Blood oozed from her eye sockets, as well as from her ears, mouth and nose. They had an almost crazy grin on their lips. The seal-setting monks were quickly defeated because they did not expect the surprise attack and could not attack their brothers. So they were attacked and almost killed themselves. But not only the possessed cleared the way, demons had also revealed themselves among the monks. Brothers who sat at the same table day after day, doing the same work, turned into gruesome beings with long ears, horns and sharp teeth. They slid their claws into the flesh of their former brothers and tore it apart. A bloody picture played out on the mountain of gods. While the demons from outside broke the weaker and weaker seals, which a

When Lucifer stood in the corridor, the lower demons also felt the aura of their former master. They had paused briefly with their attacks. The surviving monks were confused, some were saved by this brief confusion, as only a few seconds later the claws of the dark creatures would have bored into them. Godric ran through the corridors and wanted to go to the large square at the entrance to the monastery. There the monks tried in vain to prevent the demons from entering the monastery. But before Godric got there, Lucifer stopped him. He had teleported behind the blue priest and pulled his wrist towards him. "Hey! Wa- “, but Godric got no further. Lucifer held the grip despite Godric's best efforts to break free. He was amazed at the strength of the thin and shorter man behind him. Lucifer was a good head shorter than the father. He had wondered about the appearance of the alleged antichrist. After all, Lucifer had neither horns nor a demon tail or anything else that people imag