Adam was taking a walk on the grounds of the Manor. Tonight was going to be a full moon and he wanted everything to be safe. As he wandered, his mind spun inevitably to the questions that plagued him.
He was tired of continually second-guessing himself, but he refused to turn on the omnipotence for fear that it could never be turned off. Which, unfortunately, left him guessing at right and wrong like any other human being. It was ridiculous to have all these beings here in the hopes that someday they could... Adam tried not to think about it. Either it would happen or it wouldn't and there wasn't much else he could do to influence it either way.
Using his powers much more frequently now also made him quite nervous. He hoped there wasn't some kind of threshold somewhere that once crossed he'd change from Adam Young, pseudo-antichrist into the ultimate Destroyer of Worlds. Or even just the one world.
A snatch of song drifted to him on the wind from somewhere,
I don't want to die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
and made him think some more. He had wished on more than one occasion to not have to be the one to bear this burden. To have someone else take on the responsibility. But it was too cruel to wish on anybody. The minister at Adam's parent's church had said that God does not give more difficulties than a person can handle, but he didn't know if that applied to him or not.
He sighed and tramped back towards the house. Sometimes it was very lonely being the son of Satan.
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Date: 2005-12-20 01:09 am (UTC)He was tired of continually second-guessing himself, but he refused to turn on the omnipotence for fear that it could never be turned off. Which, unfortunately, left him guessing at right and wrong like any other human being. It was ridiculous to have all these beings here in the hopes that someday they could... Adam tried not to think about it. Either it would happen or it wouldn't and there wasn't much else he could do to influence it either way.
Using his powers much more frequently now also made him quite nervous. He hoped there wasn't some kind of threshold somewhere that once crossed he'd change from Adam Young, pseudo-antichrist into the ultimate Destroyer of Worlds. Or even just the one world.
A snatch of song drifted to him on the wind from somewhere,
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
and made him think some more. He had wished on more than one occasion to not have to be the one to bear this burden. To have someone else take on the responsibility. But it was too cruel to wish on anybody. The minister at Adam's parent's church had said that God does not give more difficulties than a person can handle, but he didn't know if that applied to him or not.
He sighed and tramped back towards the house. Sometimes it was very lonely being the son of Satan.