A man eagerly working in his laptop, well this is a normal scene if you work in corporate world. Corporate world means a corporation, is seen and treated as individual, it is where business ethics and laws apply and must be followed. Yeah, his job is a programmer making computer programs like games, banking related programs like ATM software and many computer applications. You can say that he really do his job properly, a serious man.
But when you get closer on what he does. You can see that his typing something in his wordpad, words and words, too many words. If you take a closer look and read all of it, you can say that those words will make up a story. A story that can be found in fantasy novels and your guess is right. He is writing a web novel story, well this is his first time writing it since he was bored in his job.
Bored of his job, bored of this world, bored of his life. Boring.
“My life is so boring”
He muttered those words.
“When gonna this world end? I’m tired. When does the third temple in Jerusalem will be built? When does third world war start? I can’t wait to see that and when does the prophesized antichrist that makes the world in chaos for 7 years? At least our current pope is the 112th and I hope he is the last one”
He muttered those words, well he is talking about prophesies or the signs pertaining to the end of the world. At least the current pope is the 112th is the only sign that he sees today.
All he said can be found in the Bible, in Revelations. It can be found in Nostradamus predicitons, where he can predict the future. One of his predictions is the death of his King, King Henry during his jousting. He also predicts other things and the most intriguing of all is the end of the world.
And it can be found also in Saint Malachy’s predictions where he predicts that the last pope is 112th and he also describes every pope after pope. He is also known for his prophecy of the popes. All those he muttered was found in this three sources of prophesies, the Bible, Nostradamus and Malachy. Well he just influence by watching yo*tube videos about ‘end of the world prophesies and signs’ but this is just the result of his boring life where he has nothing interesting to do.
“When is the judgement day?” Yawn.
The man yawns after typing two thousand words. The only thing left is to post it in the most popular amateur web novel site where anyone can post any stories and you know about it.
Then suddenly a bright light engulfs the entire office, everyone disappears. People who are happily chatting, people who are working, people who are discussing, anyone who do their own business vanish from their very own spot leaving no trace, like they vanish in the air.
But there’s one lone survivor who survives that unexpected event, well not literally survive, being exempted I think. The man who has a boring life, the man who wants to post his first and amateur story, the man who was shocked until now, the man who has just one click away to post his story but interrupted by the strange light, and that man is.
“what happen?” he look around and at the same time dumbfounded of the strange event. Then a thought crosses his mind, which can be found in fantasy novels. After few seconds to realize what happen, a wild cat suddenly emerge.
“Yahoo, the world is mine” while running and jumping around in the office. He runs around the office for almost forty times. “Yeehaa” He didn’t care who will see him or witness this crazy man running around in business suit. “Goodbye Bitches” He didn’t care about CCTV cameras installed around that has clear quality or has 1080p quality cameras, and the others are ultra HD, filming the man’s crazy outbreak recorded every second that can be produced in Blu-ray. He did this until his office body tired. He is like a wild cat.
He went towards his laptop and go to some *cough* websites while speakers are in 100 percent volume making the moans and skin impact sounds coming from his laptop are getting louder and louder without minding his surroundings. Well the people here are gone in the first place so it’s totally okay. That’s what he thought; he didn’t do it actually, just his wild imagination.
After he finishes his self-pleasure time, I mean imagination time.
He go to music sites and starts playing Ballet music and he starts to dance like an idol around the office. But his performance is worse than an idol, he has no rhythm in his movements, his posture is totally different from ballerina and he just turn around and around. He wears the face of a happy man, like a man that wins millions from lotto, or like a man that is getting married. But as we study his face or take a closer look, it seems he just let out some stress. But whatever that is, we can’t deny that his happy of his current situation. Like before, the HD quality cameras records his every move.
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He is just dancing here and there like an idiot crazy man. After one hour, his body gave up because of the strenuous activity he had done. He rest in his chair and he feel asleep.
With tired body and a very sound sleeping that ignores the environment around him, making him vulnerable if a killer tries to kill him, if only.
A black mist wraps his body making him also disappear like his co-workers before.
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I wake up in a white space, I can’t see the end as the white extends as far as my visions far sight limit. I try to touch my body and amazingly, I can feel it. I can feel the ground and my hands. So this is not a dream since my sense of touch is too real for a dream. We’ll let’s ride with the flow, either this is dream or not. As I start to walk and talk.
“Not a dream or..not?”
“Welcome stranger”
“Hiiii” I am so shocked by sudden intervention. Man, this kind of situation gives me a heart attack.
What greeted me is a beautiful, very beautiful woman in her white dress and her voice is very soothing, I bet it gets better when in bed. Even her dress is sparkling also. I was mesmerized or I was attracted by her heavenly beauty. Really, ‘heavenly beauty’ is the right word if I describe her. I stare her for almost 20 seconds. My shocking moment turns into a mesmerizing moment. Luckily I was not slapped.
“Well it is rude of me to stare your heavenly beauty please forgive me. My name is Joel Sleyar. May I know the goddess before me?”
Let’s act like a gentleman from time to time. Well let’s act if there’s a beauty in front of me.
“Many call me ‘pretty’ or ‘beautiful’ but you are the first one who praises me ‘heavenly beauty’, I started to like you. My name is Lucina, Goddess of Light”
Huh? A goddess? A person who claims herself a goddess?
Wait a second, I smell something fishy here, according to my knowledge in “end of the world signs, conspiracies and theories”, someone will call themselves as ‘god’ .It’s a sign that the world’s end is getting nearier. I won’t believe this crap, I won’t be deceive, that’s right, the Bible states that don’t be deceived as false prophets or Gods will emerge in the end times.
“You are goddess?..you are not a demon under your skin right? I warn you, you cannot deceive me”
“How dare you question me? You are just a mere mortal!”
She gets angry? Crap, if she really is a goddess what should I do? Apologize? But I won’t be deceived by such acting skills.
“Such acting skills, you almost deceive me. Come on show me your true self, show me what’s under that heavenly beauty of yours!”
The self-proclaim goddess’ cheeks get redder and redder and a big vein pop in her forehead.
“I have enough of you!”
A white ball suddenly flies towards my direction and a huge explosion appears creating a small crater. Luckily, I dodge it avoiding my instant death. I don’t know if this place is after life, god’s realm or just an illusion, I just don’t want to be killed or hurt. Even she tells me later, that this body is immortal or I am just a soul. But whatever, I just dodge to be safe.
I dash towards her.
“Why did you dodge?”
“Why did you attack?” So I retort to her.
As I approach her, I sweep kick her feet making her lost her balance and catch her, making her face facing the floor. Like a kid waiting for a spank.
“Punishment time!!”
*Spank*
“Ouch….What you doing?”
*Spank*
“Ouch Stop it..”
*Spank*
“Ouch Stop..”
I spank her butt like a kid for I don’t know how long but wow what a nice butt. Until her face becomes red and she starts to moan.
*Spank*
“Ahh~”
*Spank*
“Ahh~”
What the hell, it seems she becomes M. Let’s stop for now, my hand gets tired from spanking like a hand cramp.
“Hey why did you stop~”
“Sorry, I am getting tired of spanking you for hours”
“I never experience this feeling, so just do it again~”
“Sorry my hands are in numb at the moment”
“You!!”
As she said that angrily, the self-proclaim goddess floats in front of me.
“You will witness my wrath!”
“Oh no wai-”