Briliance Of A Monster: Chapter VI - Methods of Escape

I decided that I would switch my tactics. I would keep my end goal but try and reach it through another method. Maybe I needed to close the gap without Victor knowing and listen to his mad rantings and observe what he reatcs to. Knowing any traps he may plan would never be a suprise and I could as they say "nuetralize" them or just avoid them. In his current state, I would not expect him to formulate such plans but I never thought anyone would try to create a living abomination and succeed 4 times either. Victor had to have been ill before his sick experiments carrying on Arthur's work ever began. But now that he gave in completely to his sickness to avoid realization of just what he has done.... I am afraid of what may be possible. Maybe that is really why he wants me to cease to exist. I am the existing reminder of all that he has done in his evil ways. I am the THING that should not be, that never asked to be, that he alone released upon the world. Sadly though, all that I want is the peace and painlessness of being left alone and to be alone. I repent in my own fragmented mind of what I ever asked anyone to do to give me someone to share this misery with.

I was so wrng to ask for that gift as it required more abominations and more misery bestowed to creatures that never asked for what they would ultimately have to pay for. And they are not the guilty. Victor is guilty of me and his vanquished "New Monster" but I too was guilty for the 2 after me. I am sorry for it all and now my being brutally chased by Victor my in some strange way "father" and certainly my fiend is how I must pay for my mistakes that have grown too large for the word "mistake" to fit them. Victor can not be reasoned with and all that I have tried up to this point in time has failed to detour him and I can see why if it is as I hypothesized. I did not ask for this, I do not have a soul, I only exist but a left over will from when I was a man tells me I must continue to exist. Nothing has managed to bring me death to this point nor have I sought it by my own handbecause a still small voice tells me still that it would be wrong. I am an abomination but I do feel now. I think now. I smell, taste, I feel with my fingers, I have pity for Victor, I have love for my friend that aged old wolf in exile though he is dead and I mourn him still. I am beginning to think that I..... the abomination may be becoming a man at heart.

For now I must lay all of that aside and reach my goal without causing harm to Victor if it can be avoided. I see smoke curling up from a cave no more than 500 yards away so when the sun does setI will use that smoke as my cover and observe and listen. I have to admit though, I hope to hear him cry in the torment of all he has put others through in the name of his dark mistress and religeon "science". And I relish that he too now can only exist in the singular and not the multiplicity of what you may call love. I am not sure what I will do with whatever information I can get from being at the mouth of the cave or how I can utilize any of it for my own ends but I will try. Perhaps it is the fact that I have not the ability of a preconsceived notion about it that has me shrouded in mental darkness, I just know what I also hope to hear and see. A small part of me wishes he would end this sick hunt by ending himself but I know he would be released from the privacy of his earthly hell too soon. But I could then make my way alone and in peace and never have to look over my shoulder again. As it is, wolves nor bears or big cats have done anything but run from the sight of me and people have been afraid to come close and rightfully so. My first year after my friend was murdered, I was attacked by 2 bears and killed them both. One was near the village Schnaktervile and the other about 200 miles west of that. Wolves never attack me. They try bluff charging me but the moment I show aggression they flee. All that will rest close by me are owls, vulchers and the occassional opossum. That is the part of me I must live as until I reach my solitude. That means and comes down to Victor and I permanently parting company.... Oh, so conflicted am I.

So now the sun has set and i am at the mouth of the cave fighting the urge to choke on the thick smoke that is swirling so wildly that it is nearly unavoidable. Victor has layed on a bed of soft lycan moss but keeps blurting out wildly and thrashing about. I can not tell if he has yet found sleep but I am determined to understand his unintelligible ramblings. Make no mistake here, I do not pity Victor. His torment was self imposed though he will never face that fact. I am just another dying to be rid of him. So I sit here unnoticed for hours and finally I see that sleep has found him. Hs fits before were the death throws of what was left of his day's energy that had to be expelled before his sleep would come. I go back to my hiding spot and wait for the following night. Victor now was wisse to one of my tricks of staying put until he moved ahead allowing me peaceful travel until our trails again intercepted. I came out at night fall when I smelled the fire fed by moist logs and looked across the landscape where I saw the smoke curling from that very ame cave as the night before. It was surreal since there was much less smoke aimlessly engulfing just above the opening of this said cave. I decided to go there again to spy on Victor and was horrified by what I saw. He had spent the day taking mud and branches sealing the mouth of the cave and started the fire to asphyxiate himself. I thought to myself "Oh no! No this way! You will not escape the Miseries you have forced upon us all! You will live out the days that the father intends you to". I tore away the mud andother materials he used to trap the smoke.. I drug him out and left him on the ground outside and lightly punched him in the chest and he began breathing again. He saw me and struggled to his knees and fainted. He stayed unconscious throught the entirety of the night.

The next night Victor repeated this process and I went to the cave to repeat my deeds of the night before. This time however.... Victor was not inside. I was in a deep state of confusion. Suddenly I realized that I had just walked into a trap. I turned around and there stood Victor as he brought a heavy primitive stone hammer down on my head. I went down on 1 knee and my vision fragmented. Before he brought the hammer down a second time, my sight returned and I punched his lower jaw. Knocked unconscios now, Victor layed there motionless as I returned to my feet and fled. I stopped when I made it partially by Victor and stared down at him with contempt and malice and had to force myself away from the cave because now, I wanted to be the one to end him. I decided the best part of valor would be to leave him there and travel on in hopes that he could not follow.

Now I replotted my direction to north. I stopped ounting miles but kept looking over my shoulcer and loooking forward for signs that Victor may have caught up with me again. My meeting people long the way was always brief and occassionally pleasant but I could never settle anywhere knowing Victor would inevitably find me and hurt those I may have cared about. So I kept moving. I saw such beautiful things and saw beautiful souls which left me with even more anger, rage and contempt for Victor. Then after 4 months of running ahead of Victor, he finaly made it to my location. I have to admit that all I could think when I saw him was "Oh not you again!". With that, I tried to formulate a plan of action that would eliminate the probability of a confrontation that would undoubtedly have an unfavorable end.

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