The Child Of Asclepia
by Pigeon
Summary
It all began in a world I didn’t even know.
Inside filthy sewers, I woke, surrounded by street urchins clinging to me.
Cheat ability? Not a chance.
All I had were vague memories of a boy named Dietrich Becker—and the power he wielded as Asclepia’s priest.
To survive, I had to make that power mine.
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The two hands of Asclepia. One heals, one takes away.
She is forever One.
Even divided into many, she returns to a whole.
In the One, see the Many.
Feel the Many as if it were One.
There lies both beginning and end.
And then…
–O’ candle flickering in the wind: die in one breath!
–All things born of Mother drift to death!
–O’ searing blood: vanish, then rejoice!
–Death is delight—the release from suffering.
–O’ heart, scatter your burning blood into the sky!
–Fall with grace!
A woman with pale lips. Her true form, a serpent.
The merciless goddess who oversees both vengeance and healing.
Asclepia.
May she be forever blessed…
Or cursed!