allowing vagrants to disrespect you because if they find weakness in you then you will get trampled. Anyone that opposes you should be punished instantly!” I squirmed covering my eyes as Azazel formed a ball fire in his palm, using it to ignite a branding iron with an emblem of goat. He pressed the tip against the flesh of the man and he shrieked in agony as it smoked into his flesh. When I opened my eyes, the man was down on all fours weeping. I stood to my feet as Azazel glared at me. The creature I doted on was a depraved soul. Yet, I tried so hard to convince myself that his actions stemmed from ignorance rather than pleasure. To rebel against him could mean my own demise and in some small twisted way as an emotional masochist, I would …show more content…
The whites of their eyes showed as they wrapped themselves around him. There were at least a dozen other angels with strange women. The room wreaked of rotting flesh, and I rasped at the sanguine fest. “This how they maintain their form, either this or consumption of human flesh” Francis said. I closed my eyes considering everything I witnessed here. My stomach was growing accustom to ghastly sights such as this, which frightened me. Semjaza started raise his head and I retreated, sliding the brick back in place, rushing up the stairwell, the assassin and Francis following me. Once I reached the top and gotten around the corner, winded from running, I slid down the wall balling my fist up in front of my face crying. “I should have known” I whimpered. “How could I have believed the order’s cockamamie story about harmony, and light!” My head hung low as I sobbed. Up to this point I had been in complete denial making excuse after excuse for him pardoning his behavior, but this time my eyes were wide open to reality as I came face to face with the truth. “Maricel…” Francis …show more content…
Nova and the other women gaped at me. "It gets boring at times and I miss my family and all, but I make the most of it after all we were chosen" She answered. "Why be stuck in a life you are miserable with?" "You're not questioning the sovereignty of the order ..." Sophie asked covering her mouth. "Forget the order” “You ingrate!” Sophie fumed. “Hear me out!” “You of all people should be the last to question the order after all they did for you. You swore on your blood.” “My mind has changed, what the order is doing to Lemuria is wrong and if they are not stopped, they will carry their cruel practices to the remainder of the world destroying the lives of many.” “You look at the order’s world domination as if it’s a bad thing” “It is an evil that has to be ended” “How can lead something you do not believe in?” “I won’t. I will trade my crown for freedom” “I cannot believe you would do that to Azazel.” “Azazel never loved me. His whole vision is about getting even with God by destroying humanity!” “You are brainwashed” She shook her head gritting her teeth. “I know it’s hard to swallow, but they are using us. They cannot hate our kind yet love us at the same time. For so long I was lying to myself believing I was the exception to the rule, but I’m not none of us
"And yet you do destroy it, each of you. Each of you contributes daily to the destruction of the world."
“It the devil’s serpent come to punish us!” a woman on the wall cried. Her words hung in the air on a quiver and shot through the crowd of servants. Those around the woman looked at her skeptically, but quickly fixed their glance back on the fiery serpent in the hills. Marin looked at me, eyes
"Repent! Repent!" A crowd of people roared. Jordan and I raced towards where the murder was taking place. As we came into sight of the townspeople a defining scream shattered our ears. I looked to see who to victim was. My stomach dropped. Even though she was engulfed in flames, I'd notice that raven black hair anywhere.
"There is no point in fighting us!" Each one shouted, clearly rehearsing it a few times beforehand. "Your precious Peacekeeper will be dead within minutes! Join us and see what wonders await for you outside of these boarders!"
“There was none from the myriads of men who would pity or assist me; and should I feel kindness towards my enemies? No: from that moment I declared ever-lasting war against the species, and, more than all, against him who had formed me, and sent me forth to this insupportable misery” (97).
Victor Frankenstein: The Real Monster. & nbsp; Science is a broad field that covers many aspects of everyday life and existence. Some areas of science include the study of the universe, the environment, dinosaurs, animals, and insects. Another popular science is the study of people and how they function. In Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, Dr. Victor Frankenstein is an inspiring scientist who studies the dead. He wants to be the first person to give life to a dead human being. He spends all of his Frankenstein is to blame for the tragedy, not the monster he has created, because he is the mastermind behind the whole operation, and he is supposed to have everything under control, working properly as a good scientist should. & nbsp; Although some critics say that the monster Victor has created is to blame for the destruction and violence that followed the experiment, it is Victor who is the responsible party. First, Victor, being the scientist, should have known how to do research on the subject a lot more than he had done. He obviously has not thought of the consequences that may result from it such as the monster going crazy, how the monster reacts to people and things, and especially the time it will take him to turn the monster into the perfect normal human being.  something that would take a really long time and a lot of patience which Victor lacks. All Victor really wants is to be the first to bring life to a dead person and therefore be famous. The greed got to his head and that is all he could think about, while isolating himself from his friends and family. In the play of Frankenstein, when Victor comes home and sets up his lab in the house, he is very paranoid about people coming in there and & nbsp; I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart. (156) & nbsp; Victor is saying that he has isolated himself for two years and in the end, he is not at all happy because of the bad outcome. He also adds, "Winter, spring and summer passed.so deeply was I engrossed in my occupation" (156). By spending most of his time inside on his experiment, never going out, but mostly worrying about his success, he has got himself crazier. This has made him lose sight of his surroundings and judgment & nbsp; Moreover, the monster should not be held responsible for killing Victor's family members and friends as shown in the book and movie, because it is Victor who has brought a dead creature back to life. He expects the monster to know everything when he wakes up cool, calm, and collected. But when the monster is awakened, he does not know anything. He sees a world different from what he is used to, which makes him get nervous and scared, so he&nb has removed him from dead. With the dawning of life, the monster has to learn about his new environment. In the play of Frankenstein, the monster starts to gradually get used to things. The problems he encounters are with Victor's assistant, Peter Krempe, Victor's friend, Henry, and other family members, including Elizabeth, and these are reactions to how these people treat him. These reactions are clearly shown in the movie of Young Frankenstein, where Victor tries to teach the monster how to live like to show off the monster to an audience in a dance routine of sorts. But then people start to scream, panic and throw things at the monster, so he reacts by attacking them to defend himself. In this case, it is clear that Victor tries to push the monster too hard because he wants to be famous.
The man next to Duke Gashard spoke. “What can we do, they outnumber us. Their order has continually grown over the years. With the Black Visage’s disappearance, our orders’ members and their powers have withered and died. We were once powerful, but I fear we do not have the power we once
"I said I would kill any human who came here and take their soul to become godlike and free us from this...prison. I would destroy all of humanity so monsters could rule on the surface, although the monsters were happy with my declaration, my wife was disgusted and she left, never to come back."
“Don't call me that- nevermind- The only way you shall survive this ordeal before you is if you abandon your gun-toting ways”
“Let him be just and deal kindly with my people, for the dead are not powerless”. This quote is the final line of the oration; it summarizes the intent beautifully using diction to its advantage. Its the final warning, the final threat to say that all they wanted was respect and kindness, the constant concession throughout the piece was deliberate in making the audiences believe that these people were weak and powerless, but the last line is a clear statement of ethos and power.
“We are members of one body. We are responsible for each other. And I tell you that the time will soon come when, if men will not learn that lesson, then they will be taught in fire and blood and anguish.”
She then told him to lay down on the floor and he obeyed. Coldness touched his flesh and her felt her fingers on him. She was warding him again, but this time the wards felt different. His muscles throbbed with energy until they threatened to burst. He cried out, but she continued, heedless to his body’s involuntary
“They live in different worlds, that fact rings true in the past and in the future, but for now they unite.”
...here was a blazing ferocity awaking within him. In desperation, he placed his hand son her shoulders as his remorseful eyes bore into hers. To say that she was somewhat dazed by his self-assurance would be an understatement.
They grow mentally, physically and emotionally with them and they often find themselves but it is a struggle. The monster is struggling like a child would, question their purpose on earth and the meaning of it. He questions “Who was I?...What was my destination?” (Shelley 152) and explains “These questions (occurred often), but I was unable to solve them.” (Shelley 152). The monster is unsure of who he is and questions it constantly, he cannot seem to find his purpose in life. Since he is very child-like, one may feel sympathy towards him. Despite the evil within him he seems beyond innocent, making him vulnerable and sweet. It makes a reader sympathize with him and change their perspective of him as this evil creature to a lost and scared creature. The monster even goes as far as expressing “Am I not shunned and hated by all mankind?" (Shelley 174), this displays how he feels unconnected to the society he lives in. He is struggling to “fit into” the world around him. He is exremely fragile to how people view him just like a child would if another child didn’t want to play with them, or share a toy. The way a parent or caretaker would feel towards their child in any sort of distress is how a reader may feel towards The