Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 455

Chapter 455: Furious deity.
Terror grappling at her entire being, Phoebe froze unsure about what she had noticed. It was as if she was caught in a scene in a horror movie, a character that was about to be killed at any moment by a powerful evil force. She pointed her gun at the eye, watching it warily and then, as if to add to her fear, the eye blinked.

Phoebe gasped and took a step back, dealing with ghosts was a walk in the park compared to moving eyes on statues.

“Oh sweet Lord please protect me.” She muttered.

Her companions rushed to her side wondering what may have frightened her. All three women stood close with their backs leaning against each other, eyes cautiously moving from left to right and all around.

“What is it? Have you seen something” Maureen asked in an alert tone.

Phoebe’s eyes shifted back to the doll. “Did you not see that? The eye kept following me and it blinked.”

She explained, pointing her gun at the doll whose lips were stretching into a smile. Her finger was itching to pull the trigger but that would not destroy the deity hiding inside.

The spirit waved its hand to make the guardians spiritual eyes even clearer. “Pheebs they cannot see what you see, the deity has cast a veil upon any human eyes to create an illusion. It is just that you are a powerful magical being, that is why you can see through the veil.” It clarified.

Once the illusion was lifted, the guardians saw that Phoebe was telling the truth. Not only was the eye moving but the doll was smiling maliciously.

“Bloody hell!” Rekha’s words came barely a whisper. “Is it that thing laughing?”

The smile that Rekha was looking at was unnaturally wide, curling upwards in a way that felt sinister. The corners of the mouth were too sharp, as if the smile which had not been there before had been carved in freshly with precision. The eerie eye coupled with the malevolent smile made it seem as if the doll knew something they did not and none of the three women liked that one bit.

“Won’t you say hello to us?” Phoebe asked, boldly.

Rekha’s head tilted to the right as she looked at Phoebe with astonishment. What the hell did she mean by say hello? Would she invite it out to dinner next?

Knowing that it had been caught, the deity let out a shrill chuckle that pierced through the walls, the sound reverberated in the temple. It echoed with a twisted glee, as if the doll was reveling in some dark sinister joke at their expense.

“I see that those idiots brought guests with special abilities today. I have been so bored lately, at least I get to face some serious competition now. It will be a pleasure tasting your blood, one of you smells really sweet, or is it two of you?”

The cryptic last words confused the women, which two tasted good among them? Phoebe on the hand thought of herself and the child in her womb. If anyone had special blood of any kind, it was probably her.

Maureen quickly knelt and offered a bow, following the script that was given at the academy. “Almighty deity, your servant humbly greets you.” Her voice came out smooth but laced with mild fear.

Rekha followed suit, kneeling before the deity, it was better to show that they were not enemies.

Phoebe remained standing, she was not kneeling, not even if they were playing pretend to catch the evil deity off guard.

“You? Are my servants? Do you even know who I am?” It quizzed; suspicion laced its voice.

Phoebe who already knew answered. “You are a female deity of prosperity and fortune.” She spoke with certainty.

The deity let out another laugh, one that tinged with mockery. “You say that you are my servants and yet you visit my temple with weapons like you are going to war?” The eye narrowed, fixing a gaze upon them.

Shaking her head, Maureen lifted her head. “We were told that something evil had infiltrated his home, so we came to help. We were not informed that it was a great female deity of wealth and fortune.” She elucidated in a polite tone.

Another guffaw escaped the deity. “Evil you say?” The eye began to shine with a deep red glow. “What is eviller than a human being? Your hearts are infested with wickedness and greed. There is no satisfaction with your kind, you are like babies whining about what you want, and you never stop wanting.” Its voice was laced with contempt.

“I was good to your kind; I filled your lands with silver and gold. I bestowed prosperity and all I wanted in return was your faith, to be worshiped and appreciated.

Long ago, I was powerful, and I had a human form, I would don golden robes, golden rings and a golden scepter that dripped with liquid gold. When I was abandoned, the golden robes which radiated abundance became tattered and stained.

The rings which on my fingers faded, my scepter stopped dripping liquid gold, and it started dripping acid that corroded the earth.

My body started to decay and smell like overripe fruit and my temple was abandoned. I shrunk until I could only survive inside this abominable doll.” It’s voice that was once a melody of hope echoed like the clinking of cursed coins as it told of the story behind its ruin and anger.

“I was turned into an object to be possessed by the highest bidder and thrown out if another wealth giving charm or trinket came by. From house to house, your kind passed me around, demanding wealth, greedy for more even after I gave and gave and gave…” It laughed in a chilling tone, one that haunted the listeners. “This man Cain Ledger, how much wealth did he already have before bringing me into his home and demanding for more.

The greed of your kind knows no limits and yet you won’t worship me and attribute the wealth to your hard work and sacrifice. You live like kings while I dwell on top of shelves or in boxes hidden under your beds. I used to have a husband you know, the deity of ambition and power but humans killed him because not everyone can be powerful. His blessings were limited so he was abandoned quicker than I was.

At that time, I decided that I would not be kind to you anymore, instead of offering wealth, I now offer despair. You forgot the good deity that gave you wealth, but you will never forget that one that took your loved ones and made you shed the blood of your kind.”

For a few seconds, the three women digested what the deity had shared. In a way its anger was justified but taking human lives was not a solution either.

“On behalf of those humans, I apologize but you are not without guilt either.” Maureen stated. “Deities are supposed to be loving and kind not ruthless and malicious.” She added without resolve. “I implore that your vengeance and promise to find the male deity and reunite the both of you.” She made a proposal.