The Psyche Diver Trilogy: Demon Hunters by Baku Yumemakura

Author:Baku Yumemakura [Yumemakura, Baku]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction, Fiction, Fantasy
Publisher: Bikoo
Published: 2014-01-18T05:00:00+00:00

3

The ritual had come to a premature end.

The chanting had faded to nothing. The women in black robes stood to either side of the cross, both staring at the flames. The flames had begun to spread towards them, staying roughly the same height. When the fire reached the perimeter of the clearing it would find nothing else to consume and stop there, probably die out. The speed at which it was advancing meant that it had not spread to the trees themselves. The bark of the trees were charred black and smoldering, but that was all. It was just as Hosuke had anticipated.

Strangely, while the ritual itself had been interrupted, the debauchery inside the mandala continued regardless. It was not that they had failed to noticed the fire. They knew it was there, it was just insignificant against their lust. If the sight of the fire had done anything, it had actually notched up the intensity of the crowd.

The earlier impression of them being component parts of a single invertebrate creature was gone. Now they were nothing more than a crowd of sex-crazed demons. What they were engaged in was beyond sex, beyond mere fornication. They were slovenly and ghoulish. The original one-on-one system had begun to collapse. Two men had latched onto a single woman. Another of the men had come up behind the buttocks of another to fuck him from behind; the man in front of him moaned with a woman’s voice, he reached behind to grab the other man’s neck and pull him in closer, trying to kiss the other. But the man’s lips were too far away. Two other men watched on, becoming increasingly excited as their red tongues darted around into the air. Regardless of how nefarious a particular cult might be, there were always rules. Here, the rules were falling apart.

A single man sat towards the center of the mandala, oblivious to the chaos around him, an old man. He stared out at the flames from the centre of the mandala, his eyes seeming to glow with a strange light. His partner from the ritual had crossed into another square and was busy licking the shaft of another man’s penis.

Hosuke watched the old man over flames that had begun to die out. Among the crowd, the old man was the only one to remain undisturbed. Hosuke was struck with a curious feeling that he and the old man were alone, facing off with only the flames between them. Something told him that the old man was aware of his presence. This old man’s something else, he thought. There was something unfathomable about him, in a way that was different again to Gensai Sakuma back in Odawara. There was a light, intangible quality to Gensai’s depth. But he detected something like a silent black void inside the old man, an abyss devoid of even the smallest of ripples. The two were similar in that it was impossible to read what they were thinking.

That they had

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