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"How long will it take you to bring my wife to life?" Caliban asked from behind, as he admired the cold, dead but still beautiful body that was lying right in front of him. He was eager, eager to love, to be loved, to show the world to this girl and to be shown by her the things he hasn't seen yet.
"Forbearance is a virtue that you lack of" The doctor simply muttered, ephemerally glanced at him over his shoulder just to study Caliban's reaction but the pale man, if he could be called that, gave him none, indeed. Victor had finally finished with the stitches, she was at least reunited entirely. The doctor had spent hours, days and nights removing her damaged organs, principally the worst were the lungs, the consumption had brought the darkness to her from inside out, and replaced them with new ones. Victor had visited hospitals,wandered around the cold streets of London to find organs, he even had to kill a girl,a few years younger than Ms Croft, who was on her last days of her life due to the attack of one of the oldest enemies of the human being, hunger. Nevertheless, he had no right of removing her life from the world and so he added more weight to the sins that were over his shoulders. " Death is not serene, but I deserve it" He thought to himself.
"Do you really have the need to stand there, watching me all the time? Is that actually necessary?" The doctor asked when in his attempt of turning back he ran into the creature.
"I only wanted to witness how is your acting on your beloved role as God. Is amusing seeing you, playing someone whose existence you have denied for so long. How does it make you feel, Creator? Jubilant, maybe. Vivacious is closer." He kept talking, even though Victor had already turned his face on his attempt to avoid those piercing, yellow eyes. Now the doctor was facing the sink, drowing his hands on the water." Oh, if I could only immerse my head in a river and to be drowned by my own madness ,like the dear Ophelia ,and rest peacefully for the eternety. How many sins, how many worries I could left behind by just stepping further.."
"Creator, you have ignored my existence for many years when you abandoned me, now that I am here, why would you bother doing such thing? You cannot undone me by closing your eyes or covering your ears, is senseless. I am here, I live, surrounded by lost and rejection but still pretty much alive. Due only to you. Now face me" He commanded, his voice starting to be louder. "Face me, I said"
"Will you leave?" Victor started saying in a weak voice, slowly turning around. "Will you leave once that I am done? After doing my duty for causing you so much pain?" He said now on a more estable voice, with strenght in his words as he stepped towards him "You shall leave, your deaths shall stay behind. You killed Mr Van Helsing you....you splited my dear Proteus in two! I gave you life but this violence, this..... cruelty of yours it's not work of mine. This is you and not me. Don't you blame me anymore, don't you dare to throw your guilt to my face because I will not accept it. Not anymore. So you'll have your bride and you'll both leave this town, this country if neccessary, and never come back."
Caliban was the one to step back now, he had never seen Victor's eyes so moved by rage, or hearing him speak words so full of venom. "Why would I do that? Where else could I go? So many countries, so many streets to walk and yet I wouldn't be welcomed in any of them. Even the only place where I have a friend don't open its doors to me anymore. You don't know how is this, Creator, to live in such world. You know nothing and still you would say that you know life more than me. Have you walked with life hand by hand? Have you talked to life and have been responded by it with its more painful reply? All you know is death, Creator" He cried as he grabbed his creator by his shoulders, gripping him tight and eventually shoving him.
"I will leave" he added after stepping back once more, immersing himself into darkness. "Not to give you such pleasure, but to find kindness, love and peace along with my beloved wife, as far away from you as I can, on a dessert place. Now, finish your next creation, God's favourite, and I will go."