Shattering Humanity-Chapter 428: "Unless I Wash You, You And I Can Never Be Equals."

Chapter 428: "Unless I Wash You, You And I Can Never Be Equals."

When he had finished washing their feet, he put on his clothes and returned to his place. "Do you understand what I have done for you?" he asked them.

"You call me ’Teacher’ and ’Lord,’ and rightly so, for that is what I am. Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one another’s feet. I have set you an example that you should do as I have done for you.

Very truly I tell you, no servant is greater than his master, nor is a messenger greater than the one who sent him.

Now that you know these things, you will be blessed if you do them." -John 13:12-17

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A single, short, high pitched alarm goes off followed by the sliding of metal on metal from the opening bars of a holding cell.

Policeman’s Voice: "Juvenile #8-9-3!

You’ve been bailed and are free to go!"

[1 Year Before Leviathan’s Invasion]

Walking under the night sky, underneath streetlights, a sulking 15 year old Saku, his face scratched up and a left black eye is beside his pissed off, cigarette smoking mother.

The heavily depressed woman with multiple bags under her green eyes takes a drag from the cig and blows out the smoke before she reprimands her son.

Saku’s Mother: "You really are a piece of work, ya know that?"

With a sour look on his face Saku stares at the concrete ground in front of him as he and his mother travel on foot to their apartment.

Saku’s Mother: "You know I had to walk all the way from the other side of this God damn city, just to bail your God damned ass out of God damned jail."

She takes another toke from her tobacco to calm herself down.

Saku’s Mother: "You couldn’t get away?

You just had to get caught, again.

What the fuck, Saku?

Why was your penniless ass in a store as if you have some sort of disposable income?

We’re you trying to steal, again?

Why the hell are you getting arrested for fighting in a public store?"

The mother and son turn the street corner. Guilty Saku still doesn’t look at the woman who gave birth to him and now bailed him out of trouble.

On the other side of the road, two stray cats (a large feral male and a smaller, older female) are growling and hissing at one another.

Suddenly, a smaller male cat ambushes the larger male and the female joins in to make the bigger threat retreat and run away in front of Saku and his mom.

At first Saku mumbles his answer, which pissed off his mother even more she gives him a slight slap to the back off his head.

Saku’s Mother: "Huhh?

Speak up!"

They both stop at the end of a crosswalk across from a "Stop" foot traffic light. The two wait for a solo car to drive by before they cross without the guidance and safety of the traffic light. Holding back his anger Saku repeats himself, but louder and with more confidence.

Saku: "Because I had got a lil money in exchange of the cans I found, but those assholes came up to me and started talking shit about you..."

Totally unprepared for the answer, Saku’s mom is dumbstruck from the revelation of her lightly injured son, having receiving the damage, in an act of retaliation for his mother’s sake.

Once they get to the opposite end of the crosswalk the mother chuckles and hold her cigarette in the corner of her mouth as she looks up at the full moon above.

Despite feeling a bit of guilt for the vexatious questioning towards the young man, the struggling single mother with matching eyes to her son’s doesn’t apologize, but doubles down on her chastising.

Saku’s Mother: "Well whatever they said to piss you off enough to fight, it was probably and reasonably accurate. If you really wanted to prove those boys who taunted you wrong, you wouldn’t add infamy to our family.

It doesn’t help when the responsibility I’m obligated to take care of and raise is going around stealing from stores and getting into fights inside gas stations, Saku."

Taking in the uncharacteristic wise words from his only parental figure, Saku looks at his bruised and cut knuckles.

Saku’s Mother: "Besides, I’m not someone whose honor is worthy of being defended, even if I am your mother.

I’ve never been a teenage boy so I can’t relate to how you feel when people trash talk me, even if you have all the right to hate me too and agree with them."

Saku: "I don’t ha-"

Saku’s Mother: "But the best way you can ’defend my honor’ is breaking this damn cycle, Saku."

Everything goes dark and from the lips of his mother, Saku heard his name echoing as he wakes up from his involuntary rest.

{Faithful Friends Firehouse Field}

Outside of the slightly damaged brick building, SeiõrSnow continues to fall to the ground and through the broken corner in smiling Abby’s garage/room.

A thin layer of the mystical condensation has already coated the transmitted destroyer warship that lays stranded on the dirt infield of the mangled baseball diamond, along with the strewn, scaps of crashed helicopter.

Inside the brick building, Saku’s green and Anjell Eye flutter open.

The noise of drops dripping into a full bucket then silence.

Dazed and half awake Saku is taken by surprise when his feet feel wet.

Saku: "What the fu-"

He recoils back, pulling his bare feet in close. The Yin Vessel relaxes after he sees Laban at the end of the bed with her wet jet black hair and soap suds visible.

Laban DaeMon: "Good morning my Saki!

How are you feeling?"

Saku: "Laban?!

What the Hell are you doing?

Where are my sneakers?"

The ex-Don smiles and bends over to pick up her God’s all black shoes and stuffed in socks to show him.

She puts the footwear back on the floor next to the half full soapy water bucket and pops back up.

Saku: "Why did you take my shoes off and why are you washing your hair?"

The obsessive DaeMon giggles at the misunderstanding and holds up her hair.

Laban DaeMon: "Haha, I’m not washing my hair, silly!

I was about to wash your feet."

Disbelieving what she is talking about, the weirded out young man is weirded out from the proclaim of subservience.

Saku: "Why!?"

With no hesitation, the unnaturally born witch with a right eye symbiote answers with enthusiasm.

Laban DaeMon: "Because you’re my King, Saki!"

Thinking about the situation, Saku looks at his own feet and then back at Laban.

Saku: "Where is everyone?

How did I get here?"

Laban reaches over and grabs one of Saku’s ankles. Using her pure strength Laban yanks his foot out and she holds it down on the cushioned gurney. Then she proceeds to use her hair to exhibit her loyalty to the person she sees as the one true God.

Laban DaeMon: "The Yang Vessel and Skalmönd are posted up on the island shores to slow down and thin out those Vinland ops.

After transmitting that warship, you lost your consciousness from using your Anjell Eye abilities too much."

No longer being reluctant and allowing the Scandinavian witch to complete her desired expression of faith, Saku remembers something that worries him.

Saku: "Wait, I passed out again?"

Laban nods before she bends back down to rewet her hair and stand back up to finish the job.

Saku puts a hand over his left symbiote, remembering the last time he overused his blessed eye and the repercussions afterwards.

Saku: "But my symbiote didn’t go wild this time..."

As she uses her hair to wash floss between Saku’s toes, Laban proudly informs him of her decision after finding him knocked out.

Laban DaeMon: "That’s because last time the dumb Amazonian used a SeiõrSuppliment on you, my guess is instead of your Vessel absorbing the supplemented energy, all that stored Seiõr went straight to your Anjell Eye instead.

However this time, when your cute sleeping self was put under my care, I made the decision you would’ve wanted me to make and here we are."

Saku registers what the woman claimed as he watches her finish the unrequested washing of his feet. Laban picks up a dry towel and dries Saku’s feet off first before using the same cloth to dry her own hair.

No longer feeling obligated to allow the love sick witch to clean him, Saku takes a deep breath knowing nothing bad happened from the overuse of his incredibly useful Anjell Eye.

Suddenly, seeing a chance for a sentimental moment and also feeling thankful for Laban not overreacting, feeding his unconscious vessel a SeiõrSuppliment, Saku gets up and takes the elastic out of his own hair, making his own long locks fall down his back.

Saku: "Laban, take your shoes and socks off."

Upon hearing the request, blushing and excited Laban DaeMon comedically struggles trying to take her own footwear off while hopping on one foot.

Laban DaeMon: "Okay!

Hehe, I didn’t know that is what you’re into, my Saki!

If I had known earlier, I would’ve totally given you a footj-"

Saku: "Stop right there.

You know that’s not why I told you to take that stuff off..."

He pats twice on the medical gurney he was just on.

Laban realizes what the spiritually bright young captain is trying to do.

Laban DaeMon: "Saki, you don’t have to do that. It’s my duty as your faithful follower to make sure you’re clean."

Saku: "Unless I wash you, you and I can never be equals."

Struck in surprise, Laban willfully sits down. Now easily able to do what Saku had asked her. Removing both shoes revealing pink socks, then she removes those too.

Her porcelain white skinned feet have been recently manicured. Revealing them to the man she loves makes the repenting DaeMon turn pink in the face.

Saku bends down and dips his hair in the bucket to collect soapy water.

Now prepared to return the favor, and on one knee, looking up at the DaeMon, Saku smiles.

Saku: "Ready?"

Blushing Laban nods quietly.

Saku then proceeds to wash her left foot, but as soon as his hair touches her skin the ticklish woman laughs and kicks Saku in an accidental twitch reaction.