It’s been awhile since I opened this topic up. I want to give an update to anybody who wanted to know how things were going.
She came to me tonight, I called upon her in order to help certain spirit that were trapped at a location move on, she came, and she took them.
She then began to ask me where her alter was? Whenever I told her that I hadn’t built it yet she said, then I’ll take my payment from your life force, she reached into my chest, and yanked out a chunk of my auric body.
This put me on the ground, writhing in pain.
She then asked me, how do you expect to be my priest, if you can’t take a piece of your body being ripped out?
I managed to heal myself by drawing energy from the Earth to fill in the gaping hole in my chest, before addressing her and saying that I can handle any amount of pain that she wants to put me through.
I then requested that you give me my chest back. After we had a discussion which I will not go into detail about, she gave me my chest back, (God it that doesn’t sound weird), and continue to tell me things about being her priest.
As I was starting to feel comfortable again, she told me that I should pay special mind to the spark of death that she placed in my chest along with putting me back together.
The small spark of death that she placed within me then exploded, coursing throughout my entire body, bringing almost unparalleled levels of Agony with it that was not felt on a spiritual level, this was physical. I felt what seemed like tiny tendrils running down every single part of my body, ripping through my body as they went.
She then taught me how to bring it back into Center, and bring the tendrils back into the spark itself.
My body has been physically altered it feels, everything is slightly numb. Nothing feels right anymore.
She told me that it will eventually kill me, and that for the rest of my life there will always be a tiny pain that I will have to endure, but she’s told me that I am now one of her priests. And I couldn’t be prouder.
I am a warrior priest of death, a priest of the goddess of death herself, Hela.
Unfortunately, this did come with a price, due to who I have accepted as my Patron goddess, I will never be welcomed in Valhalla. Although I will be allowed to bring Warriors to Valhalla, I will never be welcomed. Such is death.