The Journey 596

Category: Devil

  • Islands and Huts

    Fear is nothing but a feeling of not knowing the outcome of a an event that is yet to occur, however it consumes us. Stranded on an island with no one but yourself, you’ll start calling for help, hoping that you are not alone, yet when you discover that your not alone but there are other people around you whom were stuck too, they just died, their death seemed peaceful at least their bones were not disturbed which suggests a normal death.

    But of WHAT ! Dammit.

    How Would I possibly know, young apprentice. Don’t fret, there is always hope.

    Rescued from the island, the place you dread to leave, however, now you are saved yet filled with emptiness, and hardship as you are now going to back to the mundane routine of your pathetic life.

    What is it you really want, child?

    I want to be free!

    Foolish dreams, child. How could you possibly be free when you lack the slightest spark of light. You are, what one calls the “True Darkness”, you don’t seek freedom, you command it and destroy anything on your way.

    You see once man was rescued from the island and brought back to the society of lies and hypocrisy, and after experiencing life without people in it on a secluded island, you would want to go back to that peace. After experiencing life alone, without the dread of smiling, masking your true feeling and comforting the insects, who instead must be smashed by the foot, however, we couldn’t just go around and start smashing insects, it will harm the environment, the whole cycle of earth shall be distrurbed.

    That is what is holding me back, their doom shall be of their own making, and I shall be there to witness their downfall….

  • Hello…Anybody…?

    Does it still work ?

  • Abandoned Soul

    In a town filled with fakes, wearing masks, hiding their true soul behind the image that the society has created for them. Conforming became the new happiness or otherwise, you shall be shunned. Given choices, none of which the soul truly likes. The soul has been ignored, trying to please others selfish needs, and so the pain became harder to endure, and soon the soul started to give in to hatred.

    Everything feels familiar, the air, the people, and even their actions became so predictable as if you are stuck in a story that repeats itself and never progressing. Fear ended when the soul gave in to hatred. Now that the soul has turned dark, the only way to feel nothing at all, shut down all emotions, and never have the anxiety of what others think about you; is to be true to yourself, find peace with who you really are, and believe in yourself, and as always work hard and do whatever it takes to achieve all your goals.

    Rewriting the story, resetting everything, avoiding the mistakes, and most importantly do not ignore your soul, believe in what you would like to be and do if anything should be ignored is the opinion of the people who never understand and would like everything to go by their rules.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Entities Of A Vessel

    Imagine the loss of something or someone that you really love and care about; it can be really hard to cope and move on. Trying to resolve, but finding the solution can be really difficult, for it requires great sacrifice. Moving on is not as easy as everyone thinks; it is the exact opposite. Meaning that you have to find peace with the loss and never look back unless to the happy memories to whom you have shared with. The pain here seems bearable, how about the one that you have lost is yourself?

    Two beings shared one vessel; the soul and man. The essence upon which one can feel and determine right from wrong, have fled, it is not the first actually, it happened in the past, but with the correct amendment, the man managed to convince the soul to return back. The first incident which led the soul to flee its vessel was because of the demonic path that he was on, and also because it contradicted with the man’s own principles; it seems as though he was tricked or simply under a spell. The soulless man, along with the darkness in him, in isolation, in a cell, away from all the creatures; trying to figure out the mistake that he has made.

    The oath has been broken, now that the man is on the same path but with the reincarnation of the demon that he was with. Change must occur if what the man is seeking is his soul. One cannot survive in a cell for a long time before he loses his mind. Restrained under a cruel ritual that made him break the oath between them; man and soul. In a stream of thoughts it came up to the man of what must be done in order to break the spell, compensate for the mistakes that he has caused, for the soul fled because of the pain that it has experienced, along with the man, but no more as the man pierced his rib cage and broke the wording so that the soul can return back to him safely without being controlled again.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Bloody Daggers

    Wandering around through nature, seeking its beauty. The soul isn’t fulfilled by the cruelty of mankind; their destruction and pollution are sickening, I’m retreating to the untouched island of the first human. The first land from which the humans spread like an epidemic disease without laying hands on its infrastructure as if it’s protected, worded so that humans won’t destroy it even if they could.

    The island hid after the humans left, behind the hurricanes of the Atlantic ocean where the paranormal happens; the ships and planes get sucked into the grave, for no other than the pure and righteous can get to the island. Took the sea as I left mankind behind me with their daggers covered in my blood, the wounds aren’t healing from betrayal and their laughter as they proceeded with their cruelty not realizing the pain that they cause to one’s soul.

    I am close, entering the fog, and soon the hurricanes appeared before the ship tearing it apart along with me. Washed on the shore of an island, not sure whether it is the one for the signs hasn’t yet appeared. The signs that shall let me pass through the barrier that is protecting it. The sun shimmering its rays towards my heart as if scanning it, looking for the slightest impurity; hatred, cruelty, and greed. The rays then clutched upon my soul, lifting me up as my body burnt to ashes, and inside the island, I was given a new vessel, a vessel that didn’t undergo through any sorrow nor betrayal.

  • Kindness, is it still a thing?

    This looks familiar, the seals are broken, the cycle has started; the curse has been unleashed. I don’t understand haven’t I moved on? I am doing it again, falling into a wormhole of events that I already lived; the soul is shivering and the heart is squeaking for it was a hardship that requires sacrifice that no one bears.

    Trapped, moving seems impossible, I am restrained. The chains are heavier and more powerful than before; it’s sucking my soul, I am shrinking. Through my journey I have met people who were on a quest to find happiness, given that I made it clear that happiness cannot be reached the way that they’re seeking it; for its a far complex thing than a destination, it is a spiritual experience can be achieved by having the characteristics of the righteous because only with these characteristics you will be able to endure the pain. For happiness comes with a great deal of sorrow; It makes everything around you as clear as a crystal.

    Swiftly, the stream is taking me towards its bank, or that’s what I thought. It’s testing me, trying to manipulate me, asking me to change. In disappointment, the tears fled from the eyes screaming “we are worried about you not the other way around.” So it became clear: People have changed and so to cope I too must become one of them. A story that begins with misery always ends with misery, however, it can always be altered into a happy ending but only if you have peace of mind.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • The Fallen Nation

    Based on Experiment #1 by the scientist that goes by the name of Soul.

    4 years have passed, chances were presented to all fallen creatures, yet the results have not changed drastically. It is the same, no matter what you do, you will always be disappointed, for most of the creatures share the same spirit since their spirits are related somehow, the characteristics that loathed by many, yet practiced by themselves; selfishness, hatred.

    The chronicles of the wise are far from ending now since the tablet of the truth is lost. Lost in the ocean where the paths of demons and humans cross each other. The wizard took the ocean tracking the tablet’s energy pinpointing its exact location, which appeared to be exactly where he feared it to be, in the hands of the unworthy beast whom now controls all humanity.

    Now that the beast has the tablet, chaos shall pass upon the humans, hatred now runs through their veins not forgetting their cruelty, to begin with, greed rose bestowing selfish acts that shall bring pain to others, and here by others I mean the environment, animals, and the righteous people whom are struggling to survive in this world.

    “There Is Still Hope”

     

  • The Choice is Yours !

    My weary body cannot take any more damage. I am a wreck. My soul is beginning to fade with every cruelty that it experiences, thought that if I endured the pain I would become powerful, but it was too much for my vessel and its inhabitant.

    Every step I walk I could feel my body tearing apart, with every breath I take, I could taste the blood in my throat; of all the things that I have decided to suppress and never express; for it will do no good to anyone. The feelings are eating me alive. Feeding upon the goodness of my heart, for I have never hated nor been cruel to anyone. For the path that I have chosen forbids such evil sins to be committed. Broken like a shattered glass, to thousands of pieces, pieces of my life gone to waste, although it is not impossible to fix, I have decided to give up, for life has given up on me a long time ago.

    In the chronicles of misery, the boy wrote, about those who deserved better than this earth, that is filled with cruelty and hatred. To all those who suffered, there will be a time when you will come to realize that everything you went through was just an unpaved path towards your dream.

  • The Curse Of The Righteous

    I’m leaving you all behind, the righteous man screamed with despair. Where are you headed, the creatures spoke, with a tone of compassion, that was recognized by the righteous man as a joke, for they are devious and can be deceivable.

    Packing all his belongings into a bag and dashed towards the horizon, without any destination in mind, he thought that his righteousness would take him somewhere better, somewhere peaceful. Although, he never knew that he would end up imprisoned for helping someone out, helping someone who seemed to be in a difficult position, bleeding. Unfortunately it was a trap done by the creatures to gain money from whoever tries to patch up the bleeding guy. Later at night he was bailed out by an old lady, whom seemed to be knowledgeable of the curse that follows the righteous.

    The righteous and pure hearted, seem to fall into a chain of difficult situations because of them thinking that everyone around them to be pure hearted and righteous and that they cannot be deceivable nor devious; for they think good about all creatures. As soon as the righteous man realized that no one can be trusted, and that in order to survive he has himself, the book, and the long journey ahead.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Stupidity !

    TWOTE

    Chapter 40 


    Who am I, to judge. I am no longer in the position to ask why, and based on what assumptions are they targeting there cruelty upon me for. In silence I walk away, no matter what the situation is I remain silent; no words can possibly portray the contents of my heart.



    Distancing myself from them, decreasing my social circle, not sure if I even had one. Clashing through the tides of life like there is no tomorrow. Trying to survive and searching for a way to live peacefully for the rest of my life. Frustrated, as to what they all think about me, but who to blame for such stupidity other than myself. In ruins I have been left with little pieces left of what is called the future.



    A plot twist soon shall be revealed, and in shock it shall be to those whom were taking my soul for granted.