Quiescence (On hold)

Prologue

2007, December 24th, England

I stared at the lifeless woman, lying on the cold marble floor, her eyes wide open, her pupils turned all white from once a vibrant blue specs. I covered her naked body that is now pale white, with a white cloth.

"Now, you are purified, my love..." I whispered coldly and smiled without humor at the cold body that was once warm with burning desire for me during our copulation. All humans were born to be filthy and sinful and this lifeless woman is no different. An adulterer. A lustful, dirty woman. The moment she saw my deceitful beauty, she did not hesitate and jump on my bait even when her husband loves her. She had gotten what she deserved. I do not feel pity or any remorse as I took her soul without mercy even when she begged. She should be grateful as I had freed her from this sinful world. For countless of decades, I have roamed the earth collecting souls of immoral women. I could not even remember how many had I collected and how long have I been doomed to do this hideous task. The only consolation I have is I do not feel anything, no pain, nothing, but a big empty hole inside me. I have no soul but I do not know if I have a heart. I do not feel it beating since a myriad years ago. However, I do detest mortals as they feel something whereas, I, could not. I specifically loathe women as I was once betrayed by a woman, not a mortal, but a Titanian Goddess of the moon, Selene. A very beautiful woman with a pale face and long, lustrous black hair, with long wings and a golden diadem and she shines the brightest. I do not feel anything for her, though I had once when I was a mortal. I was her lover and I did adore her but her greed was boundless and made me an immortal without my knowledge as she thought she wanted to be with me for eternity but then she is arrogant as she is a Goddess. She got tired of me and had a tryst with different men and Gods. She has forgotten that what she had asked has a consequence which I have to bear alone for eternity, my soul, is bound to sleep somewhere in the dark abyss in return for my immortality which I had not asked for. I did not hate Selene as I thought it was a rare present to have for a mere human like myself but as time goes by, all my family, the people I knew, disappeared one by one and all was left was me without a soul. I grew to hate her but I have no power to hate her and so I turned my hatred to mortal women as they are weak. As time goes by, I was lured to the darkness and was granted a power or a curse and doomed me for an eternity of collecting impure women's soul. 

"Pardon me, My lord, shall I dispose the body of that woman?" Lucas, my loyal servant, interrupted me. I nodded impassively. Lucas already know what to do as he has done it countless times. He is bound to be my servant as what his ancestors once were and so will his descendants. Lucas bowed and walked away without delay. I went to the big, old window of my enormous manor and stared down the garden which is now covered with thick snow. My brow furrowed as my gold eyes came across a girl with long dark hair, pulling a very young boy with her. The boy is giggling while making a ball out of the snow then he threw it to the dark-haired girl. I could not see her face as her back is on me. I then heard her hearty laugh. I was appalled as her laugh made me curious. I went to the glass door of the balcony and opened it. I slowly went down the brick stairs, staring intently at the girl who is now throwing a snow ball at the young boy who seems to be enjoying it. As I got nearer, I finally could see her beautiful, innocent face. She looks so young, probably fifteen or sixteen. I do not understand myself as to why I am fascinated by this little girl. Is it her blue vibrant eyes, beaming brightly as she giggles? Or is it her cheerful laugh that is slowly warming my cold heart? My eyes squinted as I come to realize that absurdity. I am heartless. It is impossible to feel anything and to this mortal girl at that. My thoughts were disrupted when something cold and soft hit my face. I touched my wet face as the snow slowly melted. I heard giggles and I shot them my cold stare.