The Journey 596

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  • Keys

    Keys

    Gathering his stuff, a minimalist whose all belongings fit in two bags, a messenger bag for all his gadgets, a duffel bag with all his wardrobe. Walking down the stairs in the middle of the night, the shackles have been unlocked, the past burst into flames, white fire following his trail, and stopped at the front porch of the house, the fire screamed, shifting its form to those whom he have lost, dead people standing at the porch screaming with anger as he continued to walk away, every scream he heard makes his heart clutch, choking him out breath but just for a second. The scream grew fierce and load, he passed the end of the town, yet he can still hear the morbid screams.

    “Leaving town seemed like a good idea at the time”, he said to the bartender that never asked or showed interest in his story, he continued talking to the bartender for hours about the ifs and what could have happened if he had stayed for hours. After the buzz wore off and now that he is sober, he got up from the side of the road and continued walking, with no destination in mind nor a plan for that matter, walking an endless road, hoping to find what he desires the most; away, away from them all. At dusk as the sun touches the horizon creating a rippling effect in the sky of a light the burns dark orange, he found himself back at the bar talking to the bartender, this time talking about what is and what is yet to become, “this is unsettling” he said to the bartender mid sentence and continued his conversation like it was some sort of habit, that this is a normal thing that happens to anyone, an endless road surrounded by trees with no gas stations nor bars on sight yet he is now in a bar talking to the bartender. The bartender spoke, the man said “oh, he speaks!” the bartender said “well, of course sir. what brings you here this time do you crave some controlled human interaction?” replying to the bartender mockingly “I liked you better when I thought you were mute.” Waking up on the side of the road, not a single car has passed him, he walked, determined that there is something out there for him, something waiting for him, something that only he would know is the truth if he could find it.

    A unique relic, a key that holds great power, created by the old towns witch for entrapping human souls and for those who are by nature, unnatural, it is a weapon that could help them achieve anything that they desire. The Key of Life…..

  • Athena’s Empire: Prologue

    Athena’s Empire: Prologue

    The year is 2596 AC (after collision), earth was invaded by the guardians, when their planet collided with ours, mankind welcomed them as brothers in their planet, so naïve they were. The guardians are beings that roam the galaxies, they are known in many cultures and regions by different names, however they all agree that they are the protectors of mankind. So the guardians ruled the earth, their system is simple and to be honest effective, they became the judge and the jury of the entire planet, accept them as rulers and be their slaves. Enslaved by these creatures, mankind started to come to their senses and finally realized that these creatures are not the mythical guardians and certainly not like the stories that the elders have shared with the youngsters, they are the planet conquerors of Athena.

    The guardians scheme was to infiltrate a planet and search for the most powerful creatures that have influence upon their people from each part of the planet and spread the tales of guardians and how they are the protectors of the galaxies, and so they shared their stories with the rulers to disperse it to his nation, the rulers who comply with their orders would be spared from humiliation and be given powerful weapons, each planet was given 30 years after which they will come and collect their new planet for their ever-growing empire. When they landed first on earth in 1001, I fought them and managed to imprison most of them while the others fled. The second time they visited, I was chained to 2 tons of metal cubes and thrown off of a ship. When I managed to come out, and returned to my manor, the prisoners told me all that I now know, I planned for more than 90 years earth years. I isolated myself and manor from mankind, and managed create an mirroring effect on my manor that makes it invisible to humans, and I painted it with the goo that my prisoners’ have helped me create, to make the manor invisible to the guardians and their technology. They were no longer prisoners, we became friends after I told them that we are like them we are superior over all creatures on earth, and that we are not animals, and so I taught them about mankind and they taught me their knowledge and since then they rebelled from the race and became part of my family; resistance.

    For over a decade, I travelled and spread the word that the guardians are going to come, to collect their debt from the fools who have helped them spread the lies amongst mankind, but with no hope, I was shunned, ridiculed and sometimes tortured by the kings. I am ashamed to admit this, but I was angry, angry at everything the resembles mankind, and so I started writing scriptures, engraved on the walls of the caves, tales of how the guardians are going to visit and mankind must be cautious of such creatures as they are conquerors, I thought that since they liked tales, their going to love this, my intent was to let them know truth about the guardians, however the rulers intervened, they either misinterpreted my scriptures or altered the meaning of my warnings and rewrote the scriptures in a way that will benefit them, little did they know, all mankind will be enslaved no one will be spared, mankind is now at the bottom of the food chain, animals live freely, everything was destroyed and rebuilt back to earth 001, when mankind was without any technology, where the only objective that everyone has on their minds is what to hunt, how can I provide for my family, except their freedom is slipped away from them. I alone, have all the technology and life of the year 0AC.

  • Dystopia: Back To Reality

    Dystopia: Back To Reality

    I woke up drenched in sweat, I have been in bed for more than 40 days, as I was told by my care taker. Headaches, feeling weak, I cant open my eyes, bright light increases the throbbing in my head and I cant move without my body feeling like it is being crushed into the floor, resisting the fall with pain, I must go on.

    Being strangled seemed more tempting now that I am experiencing this bloody sickness that never goes away, I have been sick since birth, so all I have known is being sick and weak, the family says it is a curse, my relatives believe that I wasn’t suppose to be born, but I defied destiny and now I must pay the price, you can tell they’re more delusional than I am, except they’re not on any medication. I took rests as I walked towards the curtains, trying to make the room as dark as I can, preventing the light from entering the room. The room seems bigger as I took a break to catch my breath and rest my weary body, I cant fall here, I almost there, scared that if I fall I wont be able to get up on my own and have to call my care taker, or family to help me, and I’d have to watch them feeling sorry and sad for me, and so I proceeded to shut the curtains and fell on the chair near the curtain, smart am I not. Over the years I have critically studied my strengths and weaknesses and made all necessary precautions to make my room fall-proof, I have placed chairs, sofas, and beanbags all over the room in precise locations that will help me to get wherever I want with ease and without anybody’s help.

    My room is like a mini house inside a house, if you know what I mean. I have front yard with a scooter (my ride, if I decided to go out of the room and unleash sadness upon my family), plants on the path leading to my door. I have a bedroom, literally a room with a just a huge bed in it, in addition to a secondary room for my pet ( my beloved cat “Ty”) and a living room with a kitchen in it. The best part of it all is my balcony backyard, of course I can go out there only at night, since you know the light irritates me. When I am out there, am floating, above all, everything doesn’t matter, not the sickness, family, nothing matters, except for the stars and peaceful sound of the night.

    I must rest now, this is my last journal entry…….

  • Dystopia: The Lost City Of Atlantis Part II

    Dystopia: The Lost City Of Atlantis Part II

    After the 40 days, I was forsaken by the Atlanteans or who ever helped me, nonetheless, its not a bad thing, I hate humans or any creature that can talk for that matter, they are no different than the ones I left on land, except for the gills and ability to breath under water. I was interested in their anatomy I wanted to observe them, study them, like I used to do with mankind.

    I cannot believe that I actually in the lost city, it never occurred to me that I am breathing under the ocean or ability to walk and talk and could hear sound whilst under the ocean, until I strayed away from the road and started floating and I could see all types of sea creatures however they are different than I expected, it looks like they are not mindless creatures, they seem to have some sort of community down here, social class upon observation is related to the food chain, the bigger fish run the city. All fish live peacefully, I wondered what happened to the food chain cycle, predictor and pray, how can they survive, did they evolve and started a new diet like eating sea weed/plants/corrals. I asked the lowest class of their social ladder, the shrimp, after I cornered him, I was stunned with what he said, the Atlanteans, the lost city was just a farm for harvesting Atlanteans for the sea creatures. It never occurred to me why the sharks and whales did not hunt me done, rather they welcomed me and made me feel like one of their own. Upon further investigation the Atlanteans were kidnapping humans to feed the fish, and I just jumped right into their arms. They were all punished for their deceit and were eaten by the ocean kingdom, except for one female Atlanteans. After calculating their moves and their scarce food situation I decided to flee.

    I started running around searching for an exit out of this dome, I ran and ran until I could not anymore, in despair I sat in the middle of road, they are following me, thoughts of being eaten by sea creatures seemed a cool and funny way to die, I lied their looking at the ceiling of the dome, the letters E..X….I…..T were written in red, now I have two choices either die or continue my journey, the latter seems like the logical way to go, and so I have to figure out a way to reach the exit without them following me. I destroyed the dome from the inside out, thinking that they would be okay (creatures who want yo eat me) since they are creatures of the ocean, however they all dematerialized as the salt water washed them. I resurfaced but there is no more dry land, there is the ocean and snow covering the rest of the earth…

  • Dystopia : Storm Under The Atlantic

    Dystopia : Storm Under The Atlantic

    It has been weeks since I left the gold land, passing through unfamiliar terrain, at this point everything outside my routine is considered an uncharted territory. People are still fighting, children torn apart, friendships severed, families ripping each other apart for silly differences. Therefore, people have created their own family, clans. Instead of the two sides fighting each other, clans have emerged fighting other clans within each side, it is chaos. I decided to stay clear of human contact as much as possible, therefore, I chose the route nearest to the Atlantic ocean where the waves could hit you and suck you in, if you are not careful. I beautiful black road, an empty road, surrounded by the Atlantic ocean, a true majestic place.

    I decided to camp there indefinitely, I found a red tower, that looked like a frying pan tower but it was away from water, I did not think about it much, I was happy with the idea of camping near the Atlantic ocean, I climbed the tower, and started setting up the camp. Everything is ready, tent, fire, cure, black water, and granola bars, a quick side note here, I have been living off of granola bars since the apocalypse started, I raided a convenient store as was embarking on this frivolous journey, I needed something that does not require refrigeration and does not go bad fast. So I grabbed as much granola boxes as I can fit in my 120l backpack, I stored them in the bag, 40 boxes should be enough, I said sarcastically as I finished a box right there and then. Windy, sounds of the waves crashing on side of the road is relaxing I laid back and enjoyed the our new stars until I dozed off. An amazing 2 hour sleep, before it started raining so heavily that I thought it will flood the road, little did I know the ocean was disturbed somehow from under, that caused the ocean to move forward on to land. So much for a majestic place, when you are about to be thrown into the Atlantic ocean, I stayed on the tower until the sea level balance with the tower, I could have stayed there, since the water did not actually destroy my camp. However, the whole idea behind this journey is get out of my comfort zone, and experience new things, travel alone.

    As always, I jumped into the ocean, without a plan, without any scuba equipment, without any thought for my life that is about to is sinking into the ocean.

  • Dystopia : The Emergence Faceless Bunch

    Dystopia : The Emergence Faceless Bunch

    When everything went to hell, I was in the basement, not the place to be in when the house is about to crumble, and so my improvising skills was put to the test, at that time when I felt the house collapsing, I looked for anything that could protect me, and so my eyes was locked on to the fridge, I climbed into the freezer, not thinking about whether its plugged or not, even if its plugged there will be no power I comforted myself. I had water and food in the freezer so I didn’t think about leaving until it was all gone. I pulled myself out of the rubbles, to see the chaos that has occurred to earth, it felt like purgatory, of course with no track of time when I was in the freezer, mankind have already been separated each trying to survive off of the other. I never liked being in a team or people in general for that matter, and so I walked away from all that mess, and decided that it is the perfect time to travel, since there are no borders, no law, yeah it seems the perfect time to travel.

    I began my journey to the north, visioning the ice and snow, as I travelled I have come across disturbing things, that I will be sharing it to whoever is reading this later in the book. As walked through countries with out the need for any type of transportation other than your own legs, or if dare mount the beasts. It is kind of awesome, the ability to travel to countries, at this point the countries have become like states, but the country name has not yet been chosen for fight between the two sides have yet to end, for now let’s call it NowayLand. Now that I reached the mid point of my journey I decided to settle in the field of what looks like grass but it is fluffier and tall, and so I setup my camp and light the fire to rest and eat dinner, people started to approach me, they are surrounding me, they look like humans but without a face, they are what I call them now faceless bunch. On the coarse of the earth being thrown out of the milky way, we have hit a few debris and some of those debris left shards and marks on NowayLand. Of course mankind being mankind, they had to have it, of course only the rich and powerful people have the tools to extract it for the sake of owning it, they cannot use it or study it since the scientists have miraculously disappeared after the earth became NowayLand. My theory is that they have caused this dystopia, and fled somewhere safe. Now those people who owned the tyiav (alien shards) have become a host for the parasite or alien, that changed their DNA and controlled them. After being surrounded, I decided to act like them hoping that they would be fooled since they don’t have any eyes, so I started to sway like a deadbeat hobo, and make shrieking sounds like them, but turns out they are smarter than that, they let me believe that I have fooled them, but my curiosity got the better than me, I followed them trying to study them, however I was being led by them to their feeding area, I knew something was off when they have stopped, a giant faceless creature, which I call Faceless Goliath, FG for short. I thought at first I thought that it was their leader, but I was wrong, their moves and actions are in synch, I have noticed this when I threw a rock at one of them and they all had bruises on the same place where the rock hit that Faceless creature, however the FG is not affected by this. I started to run towards the lake, hoping that for some reason they can’t swim, and so I jumped into the lake, them aren’t affected by the water is fine, but what I didn’t anticipate is that they dissolved in the water, I freaked out to the point where I think I swallowed my heart, I can hear the heart beating in my stomach. Here’s the thing, I did not faint, but I don’t have any memory after witnessing them becoming the lake, I woke up in a cave under the water, how can a cave under the water be waterless, I thought of a couple logical theories but I decided to go with “the earth swallowed me trying to protect me from the faceless bunch and FG”. I rested for a while then moved on to try and find a way out of this cave, as I was moving across these weird rock formations that looked like spears, they are placed in unique position on the ceiling of the cave, they are pointing at me, I wasn’t scared, I do not have time for fear, I was busy trying to find the trap wire, which I couldn’t find, as I only noticed the spears after a few miles into the cave, yes, I was running only because I wanted to get out fast, don’t judge me, all in all I didn’t die, yet. However, if you are reading this without me publishing it, then something must have happened to me, I have to cover all bases.

  • Weary Body

    Weary Body

    Consumed by words that I simply cannot write nor will I be able to share with anyone. My mind never stops, it keeps on reminding me of the things that was, is and what will be moving forward. It worries me, who will take care of my family when I am gone, who will comfort the poor sad creatures, mourning the loss of I.

    This is not farewell, it cannot be, I will not let this happen, said with great arrogance, as if I have a say in such a matter. Slowly weakening as the days pass by, I can feel my soul fading. Purgatory awaits for thy soul, lust for chaos, and a taste for blood, a worthy place to rest thy old soul.

    Soulless body, empty, feeling the abys within my being, there is no more anger nor feelings. Oh peaceful logic, the unnecessary drive has finally succumbed to the poisoned wounds and departed to his beloved resting place. I am now in total control of the choices that I take, I no longer have to fight for silly decisions such as food, drinks, or important life choices, for I am now the boss of my own life.

    Everything that happens here on after, I and only I shall be accountable for, I cannot blame the soul, I must take full responsibility of my actions. Mistakes never happened, tears never shed, smiles never frowned, eyes never tired… The crystal palace has emerged, I am now at peace.

  • The Future…If There Is One.

    Part ?

    Xyma was informed about the arrows direction, and so he took his map from 100 B.C and placed it on his table and he carefully drew the arrows that appeared on their respective sites on the map with the pen of the beasts, in shock Xyma smirked and started laughing hysterically and mumbled that it was true. Later that day he ordered me to take a cruise and gave me the coordinates on an old sheet of paper.

    I was lost in my own thoughts as to why would Xyma handed over the coordinates to me, was he suspecting something, did I slip? Soon I got lost into my head, anxiety took over, as I continue to question everything around me. I have arrived to the port, the cruise and the air around it seems uncanny. I got on the cruise and it sailed specifically to where the two waters don’t mix, where the ones salty and the other is sweet, we continued on the line where the waters don’t mix until we found a little island filled with greenery, I can tell that no humans have ever set foot on this island as it lacks the human’s touch, mainly destruction. I have asked the captain to throw the anchor, to investigate this island. As I got on the dinghy, and they sailors have lowered me to the ocean, I rode it to the island.

    As I got closer to the shore, there seems to be an invisible wall or a barrier I felt on my body as I reached the beach. Now that I am on the island, I said to myself that the plan must go on, however, it is in need of great alterations. Forgot about the ship the plan, I lost focus because of the beauty of the island and its rare plants that seem to be alive, like those insect eating plants but bigger, I have searched the island and there is no logic to what I am currently experiencing, the mind controls the island or that is what I thought when I fell and a stupid thought crossed my mind that what if there was a pit instead of the thorns from the plants, and soon I found myself trapped in a hole.

    Then I thought of rain filling up the pit, and it did, and finally I got out of that pit, sure it took me a few hours to try and control my thoughts, so that my thoughts would not cast me into oblivion. As I walked into the pathway that am not sure if it was there before, a green path shoots from the island tip of the island towards horizon.

    Walking towards the horizon sure seems nice, when knowing that the ship has vanished and your plan to save the earth has collapsed. Strings of light from the sunset slowly fading as I walk away from the island and into the darkness of 3, as the ocean swept me off the path and into the ocean, falling, oh no, I am drowning. Floating, descending into the bottom of the ocean, as I remembered about the pressure and how my lungs are going to be crushed if I continue to descend…..

    The End

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  • The Future…If There Is One.

    Part 1

    The apocalypse is upon us. The pandemic has wiped out the weak humans, whilst the other humans fought the battle of survival along with the beasts. This is not the typical apocalypse you would expect from reading books, or watching movies, this is different, a deadly yet slow destruction.

    In 2030, humans were able to conquer the galaxies, taking planets as their own land, each country trying to take as much inhabitable planets as they can. They have also destroyed every mountain on planet earth, searching for the unknown element that grants great knowledge and power based on ancient stories and legends. The legend was long forgotten until someone from the underworld who managed to grasp the knowledge from a traveler who does not reside in the underworld yet passes the globe, and escaped back to earth.

    With the great knowledge in his hands, he was able to infiltrate the mankind easily, and manipulate them into doing what he desires without questions, all for a favor, depending on the one of humans weaknesses. Xyma was able to befriend all the powerful people around the world, the right people, in order for his plan to be fruitful.

    Xyma ordered the 7 people that are now in debt to him to destroy the specific mountains he chose from around the globe and dig a deep hole in its place until their machines can no longer reach. He gave each one of them instructions, different from one another depending on the time the hole shall growl. America, Asia, Europe, Africa, Australia and two other locations in the intersection of Europe and Asia, these were the places that pinpointed the location of the unknown element. Each hole will growl but the duration of the growl varies, and each one of them accomplished their task perfectly and now to they are all to throw a lit match into the whole in order to find the location of the unknown element. Each hole imprinted an arrow on the ground beside the whole. The Seven’s job has not come to an end, yet.