Shattering Humanity-Chapter 308: Hopping From One Pole To The Other: "How ’Erotically’ Interesting."
"O assembly of jinn and humans! If you can penetrate beyond the realms of the heavens and the earth, then do so. [But] you cannot do that without [Our] authority.
Then which of your Lord’s favours will you both deny?
Flames of fire and [molten] copper will be sent against you, and you will not be able to defend one another.
Then which of your Lord’s favours will you both deny?
[How horrible will it be] when the heavens will split apart, becoming rose-red like [burnt] oil!
Then which of your Lord’s favours will you both deny?
On that Day there will be no need for any human or jinn to be asked about their sins.
Then which of your Lord’s favours will you both deny?
The wicked will be recognized by their appearance, then will be seized by [their] forelocks and feet.
Then which of your Lord’s favours will you both deny?
[They will be told,] ’This is the Hell which the wicked denied.’
They will alternate between its flames and scalding water.
Then which of your Lord’s favours will you both deny?" - Ar-Rahman 55:33-45
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[Quick Recap]
A single figure in a cloak with archaeopteris trees, long green fern leaves covering the very top of the trees, but atleast 3/4ths of the trunk is branchless.
The individual stands out easily amongst the pure whiteness all around them. They are also unaffected by the punishing winds and the ice crystals from the sky.
The large flakes whipping in the wind would feel like needles to the average human skin.
A curious, hungry polar bear is seen creeping up on the slow pacing biped. By the time the bear is within 50 yards away, the cloaked figure stops and stands still. Their back still turned to the hunting predator.
The humongous beast begins to charge the stationary meal in a way resembling the gallop of a horse.
The bear roars, scaring the other arctic mammals close by that are usually the prey to the apex predator. As it stands on it’s hind legs and swipes down on the misfortunate person, the claws and giant paw go through the after-image of it’s victim and suddenly the sound of a slice connecting to flesh is heard, but from behind the bear.
The giant white beast lets out a sad, dying roar and falls to the cold snowy ground in front of the individual in the tree patterned cloak.
The cracking of bones being forced from their proper positions mixes with the sounds of slicing flesh and the tearing of muscles heard, as the still warm blood squirts on the snow covered ground, it melts the natural snow.
After completely stripping the bear of it’s insulated protection, the figure starts walking while wearing the pelt of their prey over their cloak. The jaw of the polar bear is cut off, so resting on the of the hood of the cloak is the bear’s open eyes and it’s top row of teeth.
With the ability to easily defeat one of the most deadliest carnivores on the planet, the stranger continues on their way, leaving the skinned remains of their victim behind and the blizzard consumes them.
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4 black cloaked individuals, each cloak with multiple symbols of a specific tree, sitting in different areas of the crowd, get up and begin to leave.
One of the mysterious individuals has pink cherry blossom tree patterns covering their black cloak. Her bright red lipstick covering the woman’s smiling mouth and her pearl white chin are the only visible features from within the hood. She leaves out the West Exit/Entrance.
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[North Pole, Current Day]
On a bright sunny day there is no visible difference between the SeiõrSnow that has fallen constantly around the world and the real snow that has fallen in the appropriate climates.
Somehow leaving no footprints behind under their snow crunching feet, is a single figure in a cloak with archaeopteris trees, long green fern leaves covering the very top of the trees, but atleast 3/4ths of the trunk is branchless.
The wanderer is still wearing the polar bear pelt over their hood. The hood casting enough of a shadow to cover the face.
Following the "polar bear" is a curious white fox. There is a black streak swirling around it’s pure white tail and the top on it’s paws are all black.
[Important To Note: Known to be omnivorous scavengers, eating whatever they can find, it is a popular scavenging tactic for an Arctic Fox to follow polar bears. They will eat whatever is left from the hunter’s meal and stay hidden as to make sure they aren’t the next meal to be left over.]
The mysterious individual stops and the following arctic fox digs into a pile of snow close by.
The cloaked individual turns around and makes their way to the snow bank the scared scavenger is hiding in.
Kneeling down, the stranger raises it’s arm. Poking out of the sleeve comes a hand with black and white painted nails.
Within the pearly white palm is a fist full of orange/yellow perfectly ripened cloudberries.
The curious little fox pokes his snout through the snow first and then shimmies the rest of his furry body out from the snow.
The wondering animal sniffs the treat then looks up at the "bear" offering the food.
Slowly the arctic fox begins to accept the orange berries. It’s snout becomes covered in the juices and the sounds of the cute critter’s tongue clicking off the roof of it’s mouth serve as proof that the little guy is enjoying the delicacy.
Once the small pile is finished the hand carefully strokes the top of the white furry scalp with the back of their hand.
Suddenly the hand stops.
Without turning around but seems to know(most likely with SeiõrSense) there is another cloaked individual behind them.
This time, it is the DæMon with cherry blossom trees patched around her dark black cloak.
The person in the archaeopteris tree cloak shoos away the berry full fox.
The animal dives back into it’s snow bank but turns around while inside and pokes it’s curious head back out to observe the scene.
Both of them have their faces completely shadowed over.
Not turning around, there is a long silence that is casually broken by the whistle of the sharp north arctic winds.
As if they have been having a conversation within the silence, there comes a woman’s chuckle from the entity inside the cherry blossom cloak and they turn their back to the person wearing the archaeopteris cloak.
A wall/wave of snow grows between the two and comes crashing down on the shorter archaeopteris cloak not looking at the approaching avalanche from above.
In the reflection of the spectating furry mammal, the hazardous wave of snow is immanent to crush the unfortunate animal.
The falling pile of snow comes down. After a while, nothing pops up from the attacking pile.
Left alone is the chuckling woman in the cherry blossom tree cloak.
A quick gust of wind blows the loose flakes off the top towards the solo DæMon.
What comes from the shadow of the hooded figure, as if a man and woman were speaking in perfect unison from the same throat.
Cherry Blossom Cloak: "Hmmm.
Interesting...
How ’erotically’ interesting."
[South Pole, Current Day]
SeiõrSnow continues to fall steadily from pole to pole.
Under an eye popping visual of the blood red, and lovely pink tinted Aurora Australis lighting up the South Pole night sky, a flake of the magical snow drifts into a small, frigid body of water reflecting the jaw dropping sight.
Chunks of ice float by in the water as the bottom cusp of a black cloak takes two steps close to the snowy edge. As if making a quick landing.
The tree patterns of the black body covering is unseen.
Suddenly, an all white arctic fox with a swirling black stripe down it’s fluffy tail and black fur on top of it’s paws, softly drops. Landing next to the cloaked individual.
The male fox turns around, looks up as a small puff of hot air escapes it’s mouth and now in the reflection of it’s glistening grey eye is an archaeopteris tree patch.
Without any footprints left behind but leaving the crunching sound of snow under their feet, the cloaked escapee wearing the polar bear pelt, walks by the confused animal.
Not paying much attention, ignoring the relocated fox, little distance is gained before the savior stops. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Behind them, following the mysterious biped, is the friendly fox. He is sitting down in the snow, waiting for the leader to make a move. The creature’s cute poofy tail swaying back and forth.
For the first time an audible noise, a depressed sigh, comes from the shadow of the hood, under the sharp teeth of the dead polar bear.
Without any acknowledgment towards the new following companion, the person in the archaeopteris cloak continues walking the frozen tundra.
The only footprints left behind are the small bean toed indents made by the "shadowing" new partner/pet.
