Translation
Der Sohn Luzifers
Chapter 2
Chapter 2
[i]May the resting one keep you
always stand by you
never leave you
and make you wise forever
Those were the opening words of the ceremony. My house was chosen to shelter my brothers and sisters for this week.
We are the Brotherhood of the Black Hand. We keep this world alive and keep its balance. Without us, total chaos would be guaranteed. We will hold out until the dormant sees our task as fulfilled and asks us to come to the big table. We are the protectors of the world and no one can defy us. The government wants to smash our brotherhood because our actions do not conform to their pathetic laws, which bring harm rather than avert it. Therefore it takes a person who does the dirty work for us and who will sacrifice himself in case of accusation in order to maintain this holy brotherhood. From the next full moon we will look for the best and show him what we are capable of if he doesn't work for us."Good night, dear brothers and sisters. We have met here to pay homage to the dormant and his great plan and to advise how we should pick the best out of this vile thief pack," said Master Dracon, the cruel, with his dark one Voice that made every heart freeze to death. He had matted black hair and huge hands. The rest seemed unremarkable.
"I ask for suggestions on behalf of the dormant!" He continued. In a very short time everyone threw off their hoods, which was to be interpreted as a sign that they had something to say.
Sister Luciana began in a croaking voice: "Oh great Dracon. We could keep you imprisoned in our dungeon for a lunar decade and whoever survives this torture may serve our great cause."
"Do you really think, Sister Luciana, that they would kill themselves? Never! They are villains, vile beings that serve only one purpose: themselves.
They'd rather steal our lives instead of each other, "Dracon interrupted in a warning voice.Then someone actually suggested that a public tournament should be organized in which the opponents should massacre themselves.
These fools. This is a secret society already the public poster was the deformity of an idea from these morons. A cold look from Dracon hit me and signaled that it was my turn to do better.
"Maybe we should put their lives to the test. Any true and experienced thief would immediately think that this poster is a trap. Those who are allowed to die quietly, the others who just watch us should be our choice! The one of the one The most clean and quickest assassination for us is our man. "
I shared all of my thoughts on the subject and at least tried to convince Dracon with my idea. To my surprise, my idea seemed to be well received, no one replied against the plan, on the contrary, they put their hoods on! That meant that they agreed with me.Only Dracon looked at me skeptically: "And who is supposed to kill all the people who don't deserve it and who are too weak and too stupid? I can only think of one!" Burst brought.
"Yes Master ..... I'll do it," I replied without thinking, although I wasn't sure if I would really decide that.
I slept badly that night. I didn't mean to kill anyone. My fingers should never feel warm blood and my conscience should never feel the guilt of murder. But there was no other way to deal with it! I will do it! For the resting, for the brotherhood!
[i]May the resting one keep you
always stand by you
never leave you
and make you wise forever
Those were the opening words of the ceremony. My house was chosen to shelter my brothers and sisters for this week.
We are the Brotherhood of the Black Hand. We keep this world alive and keep its balance. Without us, total chaos would be guaranteed. We will hold out until the dormant sees our task as fulfilled and asks us to come to the big table. We are the protectors of the world and no one can defy us. The government wants to smash our brotherhood because our actions do not conform to their pathetic laws, which bring harm rather than avert it. Therefore it takes a person who does the dirty work for us and who will sacrifice himself in case of accusation in order to maintain this holy brotherhood. From the next full moon we will look for the best and show him what we are capable of if he doesn't work for us."Good night, dear brothers and sisters. We have met here to pay homage to the dormant and his great plan and to advise how we should pick the best out of this vile thief pack," said Master Dracon, the cruel, with his dark one Voice that made every heart freeze to death. He had matted black hair and huge hands. The rest seemed unremarkable.
"I ask for suggestions on behalf of the dormant!" He continued. In a very short time everyone threw off their hoods, which was to be interpreted as a sign that they had something to say.
Sister Luciana began in a croaking voice: "Oh great Dracon. We could keep you imprisoned in our dungeon for a lunar decade and whoever survives this torture may serve our great cause."
"Do you really think, Sister Luciana, that they would kill themselves? Never! They are villains, vile beings that serve only one purpose: themselves.
They'd rather steal our lives instead of each other, "Dracon interrupted in a warning voice.Then someone actually suggested that a public tournament should be organized in which the opponents should massacre themselves.
These fools. This is a secret society already the public poster was the deformity of an idea from these morons. A cold look from Dracon hit me and signaled that it was my turn to do better.
"Maybe we should put their lives to the test. Any true and experienced thief would immediately think that this poster is a trap. Those who are allowed to die quietly, the others who just watch us should be our choice! The one of the one The most clean and quickest assassination for us is our man. "
I shared all of my thoughts on the subject and at least tried to convince Dracon with my idea. To my surprise, my idea seemed to be well received, no one replied against the plan, on the contrary, they put their hoods on! That meant that they agreed with me.Only Dracon looked at me skeptically: "And who is supposed to kill all the people who don't deserve it and who are too weak and too stupid? I can only think of one!" Burst brought.
"Yes Master ..... I'll do it," I replied without thinking, although I wasn't sure if I would really decide that.
I slept badly that night. I didn't mean to kill anyone. My fingers should never feel warm blood and my conscience should never feel the guilt of murder. But there was no other way to deal with it! I will do it! For the resting, for the brotherhood!