Zosimus the Immortal

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Week 14 Brings us Zosimus the Immortal by steelgohst (Check out his work on Deviantart) Zosimus the Immortal or The Construct of Eternal Agony Early in 2007, Squatters in the Vacated Home of N.G. Uncovered a Sealed Case Containing Documents Relating to a Box Hitherto Undocumented. After a Failed Attempt to Use the Documents as a Blackmail Device Which Cost the Squatters Their Lives, the Documents Passed Through Several LeMarchand Researchers' Hands Before Being Obtained by the Pyramid Gallery in Late November. Although Somewhat Water Damaged, the Documents Are Still Clearly Legible and Consist of Memos Referring to Various Scientific Probings of the Box, Photographs of the Box Itself, Photocopies of What Could Be LeMarchand's Design Notes and Typed Transcripts from LeMarchand's Own Journals. It Would Appear That the Beginnings of This New Construct Lie in 1759, When Philip LeMarchand Was Staying in the New York Home of James Ryan, a Fellow Freemason Who Had Been Pressured Into Offering His Home to Lemarchand by the Royal Arch Mason in New York. LeMarchand Was Awoken in the Middle of the Night by a Presence in His Room... From Lemarchand's Journal - "I Am Not Accustomed to Being Disturbed from My Rest and Am Not Likely to Take Kindly to It. The Fact That This Person Had Had the Impudence to Enter My Bedchamber in the Dead of Night Meant That Their Chances of Survival Until Morning Had Been Greatly Reduced." LeMarchand Reached for the Lantern by His Bed with One Hand and His Blade with the Other, Excited by the Thought of Killing This Impudent Intruder. As He Moved Forward with Blade Raised, the Light Seemed to Slide Greasily and Slowly Across the Dark Rags the Stranger Wore Until It Reached His Face... For a Moment, the Illumination Seemed to Avoid Him, Striking the Floor and the Wall But Shying Away from His Form as If the Light Itself Were a Sentient Thing and Was Afraid. But as He Saw a Strong Young Man of Around 20 Years, a Short Life to Be Sure, LeMarchand Thrust His Sword Through His Stomach to End It. To His Surprise and Indignation, the Stranger Did Not Die, But Removed the Sword in a Manner Suggesting Weariness... And with a Voice That Like His Appearance Began Crackle and Dedicates Yet Gained Strength with Each Word, He Introduced Himself as 'Zosimus' and Informed LeMarchand That for a Price, He Could Teach Him Secrets That No Other Had Ever Known. For Several Months, LeMarchand Toiled with Zosimus and Learned from Him Secrets That No Other Had Ever Known... And Many of These Secrets He Poured into His Creation - When the Box Was Almost Complete, Lemarchand's Treacherous Nature Showed Itself. "Zosimus Had Shown Me All He Knew and the Time of His Reward Was at Hand, But My Device Was Still Missing a Component Essential to Its Workings and from Zosimus This Piece Was Taken." With His Blade, LeMarchand Severed Zosimus' Head, and with His Still Living Eyes Staring at Him and His Soundless Mouth Forming Curses... He Cut from Zosimus' Struggling Body His Heart; Black and Dry Inside His Youthful Form It Was and It Crackle as It Beat in His Hand. Upon Its Removal, Zosimus' Body Showed Its True Form, Shriving Like a Spider in a Flame to a Husk as His Eyes Turned to Dust and the Hair Fell from His Blackened Leather Skinned Skull... But His Spirit Lived Still in the Beating Organ LeMarchand Held, He Had Only to Return It to the Body to Restore Him. But, as He Said, His Box Was Missing a Piece, So into Its Core He Put the Heart with Its Agonized Spirit Locked Within and Sealed It. From the Scientific Documents It Would Appear, Although Not Conclusively, That the Box Does Indeed Contain Some Form of Organic Matter... And Furthermore That It Would Appear to Be Generating Some Small Measure of Detectable Heat. Is This the Heart of Zosimus the Immortal, or Are the Writings Just Those of an Insane Murderer and Toy Maker? With the Whereabouts of the Box and Its Owner Currently Unknown, We May Never Know. As Always "Like" If You Do and Any Comments Would Be Appreciated But Not Necessary...