God, Man & King: Chapter 5

[Khaos King]

It's been several weeks since i spoke to the Elders, traders from various tribes have come to the town. I have kept my distance during this time of trade the winter passages have melted allowing them to bring their merchandise and their stories. I can see tepees as far as the eye can see from the edge of the woods as they settle down for the weeks they will be here before heading back to their tribes. I notice one among the people who stood out, he is old, hunch over and with a limp. How could he come so far across the rocky trail and mountain range?

I see him enter the market place and disappear among the crowd as he goes to trade his goods. I turn away from the site of the large gathering and return to my wooded area home, here among the trees and animals the closest i will come to be part of the world no longer a god.. The memories have long since faded as if it were nothing but a dream from a mad man, I question myself if i was ever more than what i am.

As i walk away i am surprised by the unsuspected touch on my shoulder, i turn to see to my surprise, Hummingbird.


What are you doin?! huff, huff,..
i saw you looking this way but then walk away.
why must you make me run?
i thought you might want to come down and see what all these people have brought, come.

she grabs my hand as she guides me to the town.

i cannot, i would not feel comfortable among all these strangers.

Dont worry about it you'll be with me.
i been having this strange dream that i havent been able to understand..
you're in it but you're not.
I see a man in the market place which i 1st think is you wearing a cloak.
As i come toward you, he turns and he is not you and instead is a strange disgusting man who is naked exposing himself and his wretched form, his eyes gleaming as he stares at me and smiles lustfully, he reaches for me and than i wake. I have not seen this stranger before, i think it is a warning, what do you think?


I do not know perhaps it is the face of stranger you saw and do not remember.
I doubt you would forget a naked man walking in the marketplace.
It could be nothing more than your own deep hidden woman needs and urges.


What are you saying that i want a strange wretched naked man, i think i would do better than that.

Perhaps it is how you see me, you said you thought it was me at 1st perhaps that is how you see me.


As we walk through the crowd being led by Hummingbird i feel the eyes of various strangers looking at my face and hear them chatter about me. finally we reach an open area where the old man i had seen earlier stand in the middle of a crowd preaching the qualities of what he comes to trade.

Old Man: Grandmothers and Grandfathers and young braves and women, i have with me an elixir a magical potion that can bring new life and removes the burden of sadden memories.. one small bottle of this can make a person cope with the pain of old wounds from battle or hunting. It is made of a special plant from my homeland. i will be willing to share the secret of making it if anyone makes a large offer but for now how about some free samples!

People watch this old man as he speaks many intrigued of his potion making offers of gold, meat, furs jewelery whatever they can to try his miracle elixir. i watch unsure of what to make of the stranger and his miracle potion as i am lost in thought i feel Hummingbird push my shoulder with her own.

Hummingbird: Maybe you should get some for ourselves what do you think?

i have no need of his potion, what he claims are illusions to hide the truth and nothing more. A temporary solution at best.

Old Man: Ahh.... I see we have a doubter perhaps a free sample to show you that it works what do you say Sir?

no thank you, Old Man..

I can see great pain in you stranger would you not wish to soothe them?

My pain will fade in time.

I disagree pain lingers and grows as any old man can tell you. if you are ever interested i would be willing to offer you a free sample any time.

the old man smiles as he shows me a small clay bottle full of his elixir.. Hummingbird anxious speaks to the old man..

Hummingbird: I will take the bottle old man, I have a bead bracelet for trade.

she unties it from her wrist as she hands it to the old man for a sample of his potion as he hands it over to her. i grab Hummingbirds hand as she is given the potion..

In my land such a potion is used only for ceremony and for the old, it is sacred as is it the mushroom and peyotle.

Hummingbird: why are you so worried?
i'll be careful, i know what i'm doing.

She pulls her hand away from me as she ties it unto her waist the old man smiling as he looks at the bracelet walking back to the crowd. I see various people drinking the concoction as they smile and buy more happy at the results people after people vouching for the qualities the old man attributed to the potion.

[Khaos King]

Its been hours since the Old Man in the market place had spread his potion among the various ppl of the town and travelers. The night sky is lit up by large bonfires as men and women celebrate children running and playing. I hear the drums and flutes being played as i walk through the town, I see men and women too tired unable to stand up having drank too much of the strangers potion other vomiting in front of their doorsteps..

annoyed i walk passed them all to Hummingbird's home where i hope to show her what happens when one abuses the gift the earth can provide. i knock on her door but she does not answer, i cautiously walk in to see her lying in her fur mat sleeping and sweating consumed by a fever. She turns and moans as if she is having a nightmare and unable to wake. The flicker of light from the flames outside shows me a small clay bottle broken on the ground, she had drank the potion.

i try to wake her but she does not wake something is wrong there is too much reveling for it to be normal something else has come to this town a bad spirit. The shadow of chaos has cast his shadow on these people for his enjoyment. I put her back down on the furs as i try to think how to fix this, i realize the Old Man and Hummingbirds dream were all connected somehow. I ran out of her home and run to find the Elders in their sweat lodge and run passed the intoxicated ppl each partially possessed by the spirit of chaos my brother and enemy. I walk into the sweat lodge and i see the Old Man sitting at the head of the lodge the Elders all entranced as they feverishly play the skin drums and chant as if possessed. The Old Man stares at me and smiles his eyes reflect the flames from the fire in front of him glowing red like embers.

Old Man: come in, come in.... how can i help you, perhaps now you would like to try a sample of my "potion".

he smiles at me as he shows his outstretched hand with a clay bottle, i stare at him and see movement under his skin like worms crawling beneath his skin. He smiles and shows me his crooked teeth..

who are you?

Old Man: Do you not know?
Oh, i've forgotten you can no longer see like you once could. you are trapped in the realm of mortals now with their eyes, ears and body.

He vanishes as i try to turn i feel him behind me wrapping his twisted fingers and chipped old man nails as he runs it across my cheek.. As i turn to face him he disappears and is once again sitting in front of the lodge.

Old Man: I am Titlacuan our dark brother Tezcatlipoca told us that you were no longer a great spirit but a simple man, this i had to see and i was not disappointed. We have your woman, she and We are getting to know each other very well. you know she lust for us like a dog in heat..

He goats me tryin to anger me knowing what to say to push me tryin to push me further down to their level of corruption.

Old Man: I heard you ran like a scared child, a cowered not befitting the title of a God or Warrior. Will you run away now or will you fight?
will you let me keep your woman and let this town and its people die?

What do you want, why do this to these people?

Old Man: Why not, it is my nature, it is there nature or have you forgotten what really lies in the heart of people?
They gave me their precious belongings, their fruits, food and clothing just for a taste of this wine...

He smiles as he lifts a jar and pours down the white liquid into his mouth known as Pulque. I know i cannot harm this being and must wait for him to bargain with me. He wipes his mouth and stares at me offering me the jar of Pulque.

Old Man: come now drink and be like these people forget your troubles live in bliss, do you not see how happy they are?

I look at the elders who still continue to play on the skin drums and chant unable to stop as they sweat from the heat of the lodge sooner or later they will die from the strain... For Whatever reason he wants me to drink no other reason why he would continue to ask, i notice a small annoyance in his face when i refuse.

Old Man: Drink, little godling forget what you were and be happy.

And if i accept will you release these people from your magicks and never bother them again?

He ponders my question placing his small crooked bony hands beneath his chin...

hmmm... okay, yes. I will....

he smiles at me as he puts out his hand with the Jar... i look at him suspiciously as i take it he smiles showing his crooked teeth his loose old skin hanging from his arms as worm like veins move and twist beneath it.

Old Man: go ahead drink, drink...

do we have a deal?

Old Man: yes, yes, yes.. they will all be freed if you drink..

I take a taste from the jar as i watch the Old Man smiling and clasping his hands in anticipation.

Now release them and leave them be..

Old Man: Drink more a lot more...

not till you do as you promised.

as i speak to him the room begins to spin i see him smiling as i fall over the Old Man stands over me as i begin to black out the last thing i hear is the Old Man's final words.

they will be freed if you can save them, you should have drank more of the Pulque , hahahaha!


i wake up and stand inside a dark cavern, i can hear the wailing of sadden people, growls of monstrous animals and laughter of those who torment them... I am in the Underworld the realm of the Dark gods and spirits...