Hear the voices of Samuel/HTVO: Arc 1: Samuel

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Chapter 20: Tremor’s Agony

Tremor was sitting in a catatonic state while staring at the ground. He quickly snaps out of it and looks around him, finding himself in a small room with only a bed and a bookshelf with five books on the second shelf. The walls were tattered and covered in graffiti. He got up from the ground, “Where am I?” He asked himself while walking towards the wooden door. “Somepony carved words on this door, wonder who it was and why?” He said. He looks around, scanning the room for any trace on how he got here. Walking towards the bookshelf, he scans the bookshelf and notices that two books were burnt and two were fine.

Tremor takes the two burnt books out of the shelf and notices two sticky notes on each of their title covers. “Six. Six.” Tremor read the sticky notes, putting the books back in the shelf. He took out the two books that were fine and read their titles. “The Book Of The Eight Sins, and the ‘Book Of The Eight Virtues. Weird, it’s as if I read these books before.” He said as he sets The Book Of Eight Virtues on the bed and opens The Book Of Eight Sins.

The first page Tremor reads out loud reads, “The eight deadly sins, hidden beyond the traits of all creatures were tainted. I tried fixing them, I tried improving them. But no matter what I do, they were never perfect. Lust, Gluttony, Wrath, Sloth, Envy, Pride, Greed and Life these eight sins were so imperfect that even their opposites were frightened by them. A sin is eternal, only if their virtue seeks a host to live forever. The virtue is mortal, desperate to live, they are like flies. Birth, grow, eat, mate, die. The pages are all tampered with.” Tremor said seeing black markings covering all the words in the whole book.

Tremor put the book away and picks up the Book Of Eight Virtues. He opens the book and begins reading, “The eight benevolent virtues, hidden beyond the traits of all creatures tainted. I tried fixing them, I tried improving them. But no matter what I do, they were never perfect. Patience, Temperance, Charity, Fortitude, Justice, Faith, Kindness, and Death. The perfect virtues that fear their counterparts. Virtues are made after the death of their counterpart’s host.

They are not eternal like sins. They have to find a host to take over. But they can’t just simply take over their host. They must make a deal with them first. The term, “You sold your soul to the devil” originates from the virtue. If the host allows the virtue to take over them and become a sin then virtue must help their host achieve their request. Once the request is done, the sin will live forever within the host only till then, death will do them apart.”

Tremor stopped reading after he saw that the rest of the pages were tampered with. Closing the book, he puts it back on the shelf along with the others. He then walks towards the door and tries to open it but it was locked, preventing him from opening it. “I need to find a key, and I think it’s in this room…somewhere.” He said looking around.

Tremor walks towards the bed and looks under it. He sees a small square box. Taking it out and setting it on the bed. Tremor opens it and sees an item wrapped in a white cloth. “What’s this?” He wondered. He unwrap the cloth and sees an unusual knife with two letters engraved on the handle. They were ‘S.G.’ the knife looked ancient to Tremor. “This knife… I remember my old partner Jack Doktor showed me this knife. He found it on his way to the hospital.” Tremor said taking out the knife examining it.

“Hmm, what’s this?” Tremor noticed a dark spot behind the bookshelf. Walking to it, Tremor planted his hooves on the right side and began pushing the bookshelf. When he finally pushed it, Tremor gasps and sees a large hole. It was dark in the hole; Tremor could feel wind coming from it. “I guess I could find my way out of this room through this hole.” He said entering into the hole. As he crawls in the hole, Tremor began feeling claustrophobic as he got deeper into the hole. The stone walls were looking smaller through Tremor’s eyes.

A light was seen up ahead. Tremor began crawling ahead faster hoping to get out this dark stone hole. He finally made it to the light that was on the other side of a vent gate. Tremor hits it twice knocking off its screws. When the grate fell to the ground, Tremor got out of the hole and landed on the floor.

He looks around and found himself in another room with a radio on top of a table along with a notepad that had a key on top of it. The door was destroyed preventing anything from coming in or out. Tremor walks over to the table and picks up the notepad. “Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, Rarity, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow Dash, why are there names here?” He wondered.

Suddenly, the radio turns on startling Tremor. “Sacrifice.” A dark feminine tone was heard through the radio. The radio then shuts off leaving Tremor confused. “Who was that and what did she meant about ‘sacrifice’?” He wondered. Looking at the key, Tremor picks it up with his hoof and puts it into his pocket.

“I guess that key is for the door in the other room.” He said. Tremor walks back to the vent and leaps up grabbing the sides with his hooves, getting into the vent. He began crawling in the hole back to the room he was originally in.

Tremor finally got back into the room and walked towards the door. When he got to it, he stops and looks behind him, seeing the knife on the bed. “I should take the knife just in case.” Tremor said as he walks to the bed and grabs the knife. After that, Tremor walks back to the door and puts the knife to the ground. He takes out the key from his pocket and unlocks the door.
After he opened the door, Tremor takes the knife from the ground and holds it in his mouth.

When he entered into the hallway, Tremor looks left and right, scanning his surroundings. The hallway looked similar to the one at the clinic. A simple plain, white hallway that had a few doors that led down to another hallway. Tremor proceeds down the hallway to the left.

Suddenly, the bright lights went out causing the entire hallway to go pitch black. “Shit.” He muttered under his breath. The lights turn back on, but they were different along with the hallway. The lights were orange tinted and the hallway was made of pure steel leaking out red liquid that looked like blood. A fan down the hall Tremor was facing had an orange light casting the shadow of a colt down the hall.

“What the hell, what is that colt doing in a…nightmare like this?” Tremor wondered as he headed down the hallway towards the colt that was concealed by a large dark shadow from the portion of the hall that hadn’t received any light. When he got there, Tremor kept five feet away from the colt.

“Hey kid, what are you doing here?” Tremor asked, but the colt didn’t respond back. He stood there in the shadow sitting. When he got close to the colt, Tremor was able to get a good look of him. His eyes widens in confusion. “A doll, what’s this doing here?” Tremor wondered. A note was left on it. Picking up the note, Tremor began to read it,

‘The blade of Sil Grim was used by the wolf of the sun to slay the wolf of the moon. The blade is capable of killing even the divine spirits. If they it use wisely. The blade is made out of a secret source of Samuel Fragments. The Samuel Fragments began when Samuel; the god of life and death, dripped his blood into the river of creation creating fragments of Samuel. Only the Samuelnists are aware of these fragments and only they are the ones who are supposed to use it against any rival gods that dares insult the father of existence.’

Tremor finished reading the letter and looks at the knife. “Samuel fragment, is the knife made of this?” He wondered. When Tremor turned around, he gasped after seeing a bipedal, humanoid creature down the hallway, at the end of it.

It was a woman wearing a black cloak and steel gauntlets. The women had long gray flat hair that blocked her face. She points her finger at him and says in an ominous tone, “Sacrifice.” Tremor was frozen in fear. His heart was racing as the woman pulls out a scythe and began dragging it towards Tremor. The metal blade was leaving a carved path behind its holder. The noise the scythe caused was painful to Tremor’s ears.

Tremor needed to get out of the hallway. He ran down the other side of the hallway with the Sil Knife handle clutched in his mouth. He looks behind him and gasps as he sees that Charon was behind him. Tremor took another turn down the hall and saw a door up ahead. Tremor picks up the pace and looks back to see if Charon was still on his tail. She wasn’t there which made Tremor sigh in relief. But that moment of relief was soon interrupted after he stopped dead in his tracks as a scythe smashed through a wall and went down a vertical path. He ducks his head, dodging the scythe. The scythe then came back, causing Tremor to duck once again dodging the steel crescent blade.

The scythe stops and goes back into its massive hole. The wall was kicked down by Charon. She came out of it and looks at Tremor who was petrified. Charon grabs the handle of her scythe with both of her hands and swings it at Tremor…

To be continued!

(Thank you EpicAeromancer33 for Editing.)