Chapter 24: The End Of This Conner

If two Nyx meet only one leaves alive.

RED

"Hateful? You want to be like me?" She couldn't believe it. That actually author her like creator was insane like her. Mad.

"Yes, I do!" Conner exclaimed. "Teach me to be what we truly are."

"You created me? Wrote each word allowed me to come here and meet you? I am. . . If you were able to write me the way you did. You already know how to be evil and hateful. I maybe a monster. . .But you're worse than me."'

"Yes, we are both horrible. The Christian God has beaten me down and has beaten you down."

"No," Red saw. Memories. "AH!" Pain. She killed them all she. . .killed her friends. . .family dead! Billions and billions of people slaughtered. People! "You made me into something you wish to be. You are horrible."

"No, you do not deny me!" Conner shouted.

"Look at us!" Red grabbed Conner by the collar of his shirt startling him. "We're horrible! You don't want to be me! I hate myself! I know what I am doing is wrong! Look at you! You experienced hate and loss at the age of 14 and translated that into hate and fury! Look at me!" Tears in her eyes as she was saying this, "Cold blooded murder hell bent on destroying all life because of you!" She pushed Conner down. "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED?!" She snapped with both hands summoning two daggers.

Conner was on the ground looking up at her stunned. Shaking his head. "No! Your quarrel is not with me. Your hatred is misplaced. It's with the Christians and their God. They took everything from us!

"No!" Red shouted in response. "They took everything from you! At least. . .in your opinion they did. You got hurt at a young age after losing your grandfather and blamed their God for it, a magical being that might not even be real but I guess he is to you in some twisted way. Because whatever bad shit happens you you just blame the Christian God and you claim to be agnostic or even atheist at times? You're hypocrite and liar. You do believe in a twisted messed up version of their God. Christina Grimmie, Rachel Joy Scott, your hamster, your grandfather, depression, losing during video games,Taylor drama, and many more things. You're so pathetic. Clinging on to hatred as if hatred could or even would ever bring comfort or peace. Let me tell you it doesn't. I have said it before and I'll say it again, insane and. . pathetic. You need friends, you need allies, you need help! You're mind where no one can be trusted where does it end?"

"There is no end!" Conner responded! "The only things important to me is hating their God more and MTG cards."

"Then you're life is so pathetic and your goals are so impossible. You due understand it's impossible to defeat them. Whatever fantasy universe or reality you wrote in the book is not going to happen. The Christians win in the end. Look at Revelation. They win the war against Satan. In fact they won many years ago. If you go down this path you go down a path that is impossible. Don't go down it or you will fail!"

"But you suc-" Conner began but Red cut him off with her on response.

"I only succeed in a fake reality and you gave me OP abilities! For someone who doesn't like gods you made me one basically. Strange?"

"Before our grandfather died and when you joined Christianity. You were for most part kind. . .there were a few bumps here and there and there were bumps even in like your third-ish year of being a Christian. But you were kind, caring, sharing, loving person but when you left Christianity it seems that the world or by your own doing. . .you took away all the humanity you had left for what? More MTG cards? To harbor and store up hatred against something that might not exist? And if their God doesn't exist what is your life? Just blaming something? Blaming yourself? You wouldn't want to do that you will find something or someone else to blame? Before ego, before hatred, created in this person before me," Red looked Conner up and down, "A shallow and hateful shell of the great and amazing person they once were. I could've been that great and amazing caring person but you took that from me forced me into this route of killing and murder. YOU TORE MY HEART OUT!"

Conner began to cry. Shaking his head no. "No I would never. I could never do that to you!"

"All of this," Red motioned with her hands to the room around them. "Me?" She pointed to herself. "All of your dreams and fantasy and all of your hatred and sadness and distrust and being mentally unstable due to shit that happened in your past. . .And how you dealt with it. . .this is the world you've created and the person," She pointed to Conner. "The person you've become because you dealt with the loss of you grandfather like this. You have a choice continue living your life as a non-Christian and collecting MTG cards and hating a thing that might not exist or return back to your roots and being the kind person you were always meant to be. Will it be difficult? Yes. Will it be rewarding? Yes."

Conner was done crying and he was standing up. "You're saying because I am not a Christian I am unhappy with my life and that if I become a Christian again my life would be more happy? Such a petty argument and an old one. Not proven to be true. There are Christians that suffer from depression. I even know one."

"No, I am just saying the life you're currently living is pathetic and that there is chance if their God is real for something better and greater."

"Also, what is the other thing important in your life? Pornographic sites. You really are twisted and messed up."

"You will point out my flaws or mistakes or sins but look at yours! Several universes burned to the ground all of the Christians and all the people dead because of you." Conner replied.

"Yet, I was written by you and. . .so I hereby say it's your fault also that they are dead. Imagine on the news. INSANE HATEFUL PORNOGRAPHIC LOVING AUTHOR."

"STOP!" Conner shouted. "I hate porn and I hate myself for watching it or reading it when I do it."

"See, back to my point pathetic. In fact, you always were pathetic. Until. . .hmm. . .eh, never mind, just pathetic person." Red said.

"And if you marry is porn off the table? What would your what-if wife think?"

"I am never going to marry! I made a promise!" Conner shouted. "Just stop this has nothing to do with you this is about my ascension and the power I could've had years ago. . .will be mine. I guess I'll have to delete you."

"THIS HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH ME!" Red replied. "Before you rush to take your revenge against the Christians. And before you head towards certain oblivion and annihilation. I a character based on you know you and will speak. Hear me or yourself. You will most likely die in your holy quest. For what?" You are a fool. Storing up hate towards all religions but mainly one religion which you consider to be semi-true just because how you saw the world so long ago and today you think it's their fault and not your own. You do realize that their god might not even be real? And if that's the case the only person who is to blame, on who you are today, and what you're thinking, and what you do is. . .you."

"God betrayed us!"

"You betrayed God!" Red shouted.

"During our darkest days it was Satan who saved us!"

"Satan? You are mad. Truly mad and a poison on this earth."

"Poison? I am one of God's children he created me. He controls everything and made me," Conner motioned to himself with his hands. "Into this."

"The one truth you speak and stand for. The one thing I agree with you entirely," Red began, pausing thinking, "Family is a weakness in your life at least that's how you see it. And technically we're the same person, so we're family in a way. And you made me like you. So I hold some of the same beliefs, she dropped her daggers they disappeared in a flash of sparks. Helmet opened up revealing her face and her vampire fangs. She plunged her hand into his chest.

Blood started to seep from his mouth. "To save this universe which I can tell is not the real one but very close to real from the real you. I know what I must do to stop you but before I do I have more to say. I'll probably never meet the real Conner but if he is anything like you and me. He needs to make a choice. You need to be all-in or all-out when it comes to Christianity. He can't stay in the middle ground forever." She pulled his heart out, he fell to the floor. Staring up at her. He was fading but before he faded entirely she made sure say one last thing. "Some people say family is forever. But you. . .deserve hell. . .when it comes to you. . .Family is a weakness and you are pathetic."