I saw it there in the distance. A streak of luminescence in an otherwise dismal world. I hungered for it; staring unblinking. It moved closer—that brilliant glow. Holding out my hand, I touched the edge of his collar. It was then I realized, the light came from his soul.
Our eyes met, and as his hand folded gently over my own. I felt a pleasurable prickling sensation race over the surface of my skin. He must have noticed me shudder. His eyes sparkled as he smiled in the dim.
“You were alone before?” he asked.
“So was I, once. All alone. But no longer.” He gestured beyond where we stood. In the near darkness, I could discern the silhouettes of a mass of people, silently rising and falling like driftwood in a soft tide that seemed to reach to the horizon.
“Who are they?” I asked. “I…I can’t see…”
His hold on my hand tightened, then clamped down like the jaws of a rabid dog. I screamed as the prickling sensation bloomed into the heat of an undying torch. His inner light glowed brighter and brighter until I could see a crowd surging towards us; a wave of human torment breaking at our feet.
In an untold number of unseeing eyes, I could see myself, writhing in the chaotic misery I’d inflicted on others in my life time.
“I don’t want to see!” I pleaded.
“You have to see,” Lucifer replied. “And I have to help you. I am the Light Bringer.”