Lawless Ones; Caution

Those who were following the Dark Wolf that made it out of the Cemetery would find themselves stopped at the edge of a river that was blood red and seemed to be on fire. This sight was a terror to them all, since none had seen such a thing before in the flesh, and many had barely even heard stories. As they stood, gazing over the lake of fire, they would wonder how they would cross over and if they would survive the travel.

After learning about how to follow behind the Dark Wolf, and seeing what happened to the ones that didn't, the Intensei would wait patiently for the Dark Wolf to lead them across, or to wait until they heard the strange voice in their heads to guide them again.

Though the people should have been terrified, and some of them still would be so, not all of them were afraid, and many of them were actually coherently attentive since they'd seen what they'd seen and been through the experience and still made it out alive and to a place that was further than anywhere.

"What is it we have to do?" they said, knowing now that they would be able to get across this obstacle that seems impassible, as well, by some means that they knew the Dark Wolf was clearly very presently coherent about in their stead. They literally had no means of knowing nor understanding anything of what was going on nor what would become of it, so they made sure not to try anything after this and would also be very clear on listening attentively, as well as why not to attempt any of these things without the Dark Wolf's clear guidance.

They certainly wouldn't remember any of how to do this on their own, and had no means to replicate it, so not attempting on their own was a precautionary measure they had developed after being here for a while.

The Dark Wolf that rested before them would be sure to keep his attentive focus directly on the crowd that remained, knowing that they'd seen and experienced certain things during the time that would readily and actively help them understand the true meaning of his next words. "The Land You're In Is Valparaiso, The Lawless Land. There Are Many Beings That Do Not Care About A Life And Will Take Many Measures, Even The Worst Type, To Take One." The Dark Wolf shook his head. He knew that the ways of the 'Lawless Ones' was unbecoming, but the Lawless Ones, themselves, either remained ignorant to this fact or uncaring to this fact, and how they carried themselves, which was why they lived in this land and why anything and everything was allowed to go on between them and among them; even certain death, as the group had just witnessed.

"To Protect You And Allow You To Defend Yourselves When We Cross The Border, You Will Need The Blessings I Will Bestow Upon You." The traps that were set in the places before were specifically for the Lawless Ones that did not follow any rules and had no sense to think about things in a logical manner that might incur rules, or logic, beyond just doing whatever they wanted. Therefore, the traps and snares were made for them, and they often fell prey, and no one cared nor mourned. Fortunately, this group seemed to have basic understanding of why that was bad, and would probably not succumb to the same bad habits of the Lawless Ones. "You Will Be Struck By Lightning Indirectly And The Energy Will Be Absorbed Into You. You Will Be Taught How To Use Your New Abilities As You Cross Over The River Of Death."

The lightning, which continued to ripple through the dark cloud overhead, would flash brightly, then crash down with a powerful thunderous roar, striking the land and charging the air all around the Intensei, which would thereby also charge their bodies with the power of Lightning, blessed to them by the God of Lightning. "When You Reach The Other Side, You Will Have To Defend Yourselves Using What You Were Taught. I, Too, Will Be With You During That Time." The Dark Wolf would wait for the group to get adjusted to their abilities, which they would be consciously aware of after they were struck. Whatever basic knowledge they had of 'Electricity' would be at their disposal, and whatever they didn't know would be fed to them so that they could be safe whilst crossing over. Though the ones that didn't link to the consciousness of the Dark Wolf would fall, losing their command of the electrical currents all around them, and thus would lose their power before they were truly understanding, or fully learned on how to use it due to it not being set in them consciously before they attempted to use it on their own. "Take This Time To Practice, And When You Are Done, I Will Make A Way For You."

The River Of Death bubbled with the boiling of their forgotten memories and erased mistakes of the past, all having not yet been completely burnt away, and were still a solid and tangible substance to stand on. They would see the burning bodies of their friends or relatives that were with them when they began, and no longer were so when it ended. They would also be forced to, with their heads down as they passed over, recount all of the memories and mistakes they had conveniently covered up or had been lost in translation during the crossing, and it would be like a movie, with each bubble that poppet up being only a single one of their mistakes that had finally become clean, which was the only reason why it would flash before their eyes when it popped.

*Insert 'Walk Of Shame.'*

The group gazed at the only environment that was in front of them, since everything else was completely desolate and destroyed, and there was literally nothing else to do but look at this sea of red bubbling with their own mistakes from the past and the present, and possibly their futures. When the lightning struck, they would continue to lower their heads and cover their faces in shame, sure that no one could see them. Some would, after knowing that they had some sort of power over electricity now, immediately attempt to hop off of the island and attempt to use the electrical abilities for themselves to transform into lightning and zip across the other side and escape.

Others waited to see what the Dark Wolf was doing, and listening for further instructions. But when they lifted their heads to see some people diving off the edge, hoping they would be able to escape, they would look to see if they could actually escape and why they could, just in case there was a means of escape for them that they had which wasn't taking this dark and horrible path that seemed endless.

Some Valparaiso Denizens crept behind the crowd.

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The Intensei that had turned into lightning to clearly pass over the River of Death would suddenly enter the Warrior's Wasteland, since they had the power to change into lightning and pure electricity, and went ahead of the group so that they could get on a different level, but not where they would be directly interacting with anyone or anything else. They just wanted to touch a different ground, and be out of whatever they were at.

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All the Intensei that had crossed over the 'River Of Death' unattended passed over a border of darkness that they were not aware of as they traveled, and that darkness would convert their 'lightning' into 'Shadow Lightning,' which would sacrifice the Intensei, killing them instantly, and converting all of their particles into the darkness of the 'Shadow Lightning,' itself. It formed a tremendous and terrible, seeming cackling face in the atmosphere as it shot over the land, glaring down at the Valparaiso Denizens and all of Valparaiso as it shot across the sky.

The darkness pushed closer as the deaths of the hasty Intensei would rest in the minds of all who had seen.

"Pay Up." When the Intensei swore that they would pay the Dark Wolf to ensure their safety by obligating to his rules, as they'd seen what would happen if they didn't in a Lawless Land, dealing with all sorts of traps and snares out to get them for whatever reason, then the Dark Wolf would take them across.

As he spoke, he started walking atop the boiling pit of fire, knowing that if they truly meant what they said, there would be no hesitation, and he gave them only one more opportunity to follow. They would be allowed to practice along the way toward the next location, where the Valparaiso Denizens could not follow them.

The Dark Wolf did not take his time departing, either.

The Intensei that understood what it meant to be attached to the Dark Wolf and continuing to follow his light would do so in even this type of darkness, which was unknowing, which was similar to the actual visible darkness they'd been in during their ascent out of that dark place they'd been in seemingly forever. Though they could see with their eyes, they were still in the dark in their minds, just as they were about pretty much everything on their way here, and therefore would, if the Dark Wolf had brought them this far by his light, follow him and accept his guidance and instruction to cross over the lake of fire.

Immediately they took off behind him, each with a willingness to practice what they'd been bestowed with.

The first thing that they would do would be to make sure that their Polarities were the same as the Dark Wolf, so that when he was ready to take off, they would be carried with him instead of left on the edge of this cliff with nothing in front of them but fire and nothing behind them but darkness and possible death. They put their faith in the one that had gotten them this far, without a doubt, and prayed for their survival.

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Some of them broke up and defected from the group to go rogue on their own, and then would become lost.

Defect Valparaiso Denizens would instinctively realize that there was nothing left for them; no way out, and would hurl themselves into the River of Fire willingly to be burnt up to death, along with the other smoldering bodies, some of which were their recently deceased friends and family that they sometimes came to mourn or look at, if not to hurl themselves over the edge, themselves. As often as they tried not to make this type of Sacrifice, it ended in the final sacrifice being they, themselves, having to take a tumble over the edge. They knew all hope was lost, and finally gave up.

The Soulless Vessels That Were Hoisted Away By Their Original Souls, Some Still Living, And Now Without An Owner, Would Smolder Under The Hellish Fire, Untouched For What One Might Guess Was Centuries. Suddenly, For The First Time In Ages, A Dark Hand Dipped Into The Depths Of The Fire, Wincing A Bit Only To Have To Stick The Hand Within. With A Swift Swipe, The Ones That Were Readily Available, Those Discarded Bodies That Had No Purpose, Would Be Repossessed And Owned By The Shadow Of A Father, Until They Were Ready To Be Fathered. They Would Not See The Face To Which This Hand Belonged, But The River Would Be Lowered A Great Deal From Simply The Single Initial Shovel.

The Dead Or Soulless Bodies Were Carried Off, Not To Be Seen Nor Heard From Again.