Rebirth Chapter 3: A true miracle

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The wind howled as an old man, raggedy and unmaintained dragged Stephansky's lifeless body into his tiny shack. He would get a fire started. He already noticed the Stephansky was still breathing and had a huge scar on his chest. Stephansky would open his eyes, unfocused.

"So, your finally awake" The old man would say.

"who.. are you?" Stephansky would respond, inching his way towards the fire.

"Somebody who sure as hell didnt win the lottery" He would chuckle as he leaned back on his rocking chair

"I should probably be asking who you are, I dont know how the hell you survived that wound of yours, couldn't even put stitches in you, your skin was like metal. But I guess your wound healed itself up pretty fast, you must've been poked by thos TROLL CO folks awhile back."

"Wh... why did you save me...." Stephansky would respond

"Aw hell, how am I supposed to live with a good conscience if I had left you there to die? All work of the good lord helped you patch up your wounds anyways." The old man would say

"Please, what has religion ever done for me... I lost my family, My friends.."

The old man would cut him off

"That was the work of people influenced by greed and corruption. I saw your documents in the lab, you were a military general, right? You helped people, you saved people. I see it as God gave you a second chance, Christmas Miracle, eh?"

"Its.. Christmas?" Stephansky would question.

"Yep. I know... people have given up religion in this day and age, but even if Im living in this tin shack, I have never been wronged when believing, it saved you for all I know."

"well, I thank you for your hospitality, Im gonna get going now" Stephansky would say.

Stephansky would walk out into the harsh winter with his old leather jacket and sword, the shack was in an alleyway. Presumably a city somewhere. The wind banged against his coat as he tried to walk away, but it was to no avail. He would fall on the floor, cold and broken.

Suddenly, a voice would speak to him.
"You have suffered enough.."

Stephansky would respond
"please... not yet...."

"It is not time for you to rest... but for it is time for you to grow, my child."

He was right, whoever was speaking to him was right. What was done has been done. The only thing left for him to do is fight this evil, evil rooted in this world and people living in it.

Stephansky got up, believing that the old man was right, truly. God did save him, and that this life of preaching and peace would hopefully let him finally rest. For he could not be killed without fulfilling his goal.

Spread the word of the good lord.

Do people still actually care about you?

I dont know nor care,

Im sorry your comment didnt strike the argument you were hoping for, if you want. You can try a different promt and Ill act something out :)

Nah I’m not arguing you’re just a bad person

You can believe what you want from Dr.Shiverespect

I saw everything you did man lmao 😭

alr dawg, have a full grown ass teen diddle with your brother online and see how you take it

Idek what you’re saying

why do you have to be mean though

Dude are you serious?

i’m not meatriding this dude but just try having an ounce of respect for people

Ounce of respect for the guy who harassed pearl and shiver because pearl tried to help him?
I agree that it might not have been the right way to help, but he went overboard

okay sorry dude

(b-but it’s chwistmas!!!!!!!!🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺)