Nemesis: book Four
“He didn't know any other way to term it, any other way to view what looked down on him.
The poison had entered Michael's veins, but at the same time, part of him must have been flowing into the creature. Michael didn’t inhabit his own body right now, but he wasn’t in the creature's either. He resided in some middle ground. Some place between both.
The thing in front of him was massive like a planet. It should have had a gravitational orbit, sucking everything around it into its fire. It held no shape that Michael could identify, but seemed to encompass everything, and yet Michael was separate from it. A huge, ever changing mass of red.
It saw him, Michael knew that. Saw him in a way that his mother and father never had, maybe in a way they never could. He came for this thing, not just the man that he touched in the Ether. That man was only a conduit to this, to… His soul?
Yes, that seemed right.
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