Day 12

Mood: Exhausted

The sound of humming could be heard in the realm created by the god of virtue. The rocky walls had a strange purple glow while small orbs of light rose to the ceilings and climbed down the walls in an infinite cycle. Frost jumped from one to another levitating rock and when she did the echoes would bounce off the rocks in the form of light. She approached the meditating god, floating in mid-air.

“You have arrived. You certainly took your time but patience is a virtue.” The god spoke in a light, feminine tone. Ohm smiled at Frost with black lips. “Virtues are what I excel at.” Ohm’s voice was then lower and manlier. Ohm is a god that is both genders and interchanges the tone of it’s voice with each sentence. Ohm had a manly body with broad shoulders and thin hips but it had breasts and a very feminine face. A strange symbol marked it’s hand 

“Let’s cut to the chase.” Frost held out her hand and a gun materialized in it.

“Ooh, resorting to violence is a bad choice while you’re in my room.” Ohm broke from it’s meditation pose and stood upright. Barefoot and only wearing a short sleeved one piece black skintight suit, Ohm wasn’t very intimidating yet it carried an air that struck fear into Frost’s heart.

“You can’t stop me Ohm.” Frost put up her other hand and materialized another hand gun.

“You wish to get home, but don’t you secretly prefer it here? All the power you now have?” Ohm with its male voice raising its hands into the air soaking up the light. Ohm really looked like a divine being. Though Ohm’s face was most disturbing. It was definitely female but Ohm’s lips were a deep black and the hair most definitely belonged to a male and was split half black half silver. That coupled with a tattoo on it’s forehead of fangs made Ohm seem less virtuous. Frost lowered her guns.

“Why does it matter if I have power here, so does everyone else, some of them are stronger than I am, much stronger in fact, I am jealous.” Frost brought up her guns again, clacking together clumsily.

“So you wish to get home because you want to be equals with your friends again. I see, you lack virtue.” Ohm’s female voice was back. The constant change in voice disorientated Frost. Ohm put up its hand and bent it forward. Ohm snapped it back and it released a pressurized blast of air at Frost. Frost rolled out of the way before the blast could hit her and it knocked a hole in the rock behind the gunner. “And that is something we cannot stand for!” Ohm with both voices simultaneously yelled in disgust.

“You’re a hypocrite, you are in no way virtuous!” Frost retorted and fired an onslaught of bullets from her guns. The bullets deflected off some sort of invisible barrier of Ohm’s.

“We are the embodiment of virtue, and you are not virtuous thus we must destroy all of those that are unclean.” Ohm flexed its ring finger again and fired another blast of air. Frost returned the air blast with a hail of bullets. “You are not righteous, thus you must be erased.” Ohm put both its hands together and released a tornado from the opening between its fingers. Frost braced herself and took the blow. She was smashed back into the terrain and was breathing heavily, clung to the wall. Blood ran down her face. “If they can bleed, they can die.” Ohm stated as it flexed its finger again. Frost took another blow. “Ready to give up?” Ohm teleported in front of Frost and held the bottom of her face and stroked it gently. Frost’s heart was pounding, she didn’t want to fight Ohm and she was very frightened as of now but she knew she couldn’t give in to the temptation.

“Do you know what I am?” Frost asked with a chuckle. “The embodiment of the person who’s going to kick your dual gendered can.” Frost shoved her handgun sin Ohm’s stomach and pulled the triggers which knocked Ohm back into the wall of the opposite side. Frost looked at her hands, her index fingers became gnarled and bloody. She couldn’t move them.

“You added magic in your gunplay, interesting but you ruined your shooting fingers, you destroyed your chance of beating us.” Ohm bent its ring fingers down.

“I don’t think so.”

“Excuse us?” Ohm tilted its head. Frost threw the guns upwards and caught them again and spun them. Ohm pointed its fingers but Frost immediately fired and the god received a bullet in the forehead. Ohm looked at the gunner, she wouldn’t have been able to fire a gun with her fingers. She then saw what she was shooting with, it was her pinky fingers. “You are using your weakest finger, you must be like that fool Harlequin to think that you can beat me in your state.”

“That’s what you think.” Frost took a deep breath. “I’m about to surprise you.”