Living the life of a beggar for 15 years seems like a waste, I followed the law and obeyed the rules. Do I regret it? Yes, absolutely. The fuck is a beggar following the rules and law, I should’ve lived my life to the fullest. Since I’m a beggar they wouldn’t treat me like a civilized person in the first place. That’s how society works, if you’re a man wearing $5,000 watch then no matter how dirty your moral is or how you killed your neighbor’s auntie they will still look at you on how you dress or based on your appearance.
I regret the fact that I didn’t enjoy being a beggar, what’s to enjoy you say? ‘Shame’ is not in my vocabulary, I won’t survive till now if I had shame. I can do whatever I want since people won’t mind my business unless it’s too disturbing and society already engraved in their mind that since I’m a beggar, I’m to do those shameless acts. Do you expect a man in suit to pick up a left over mineral bottle in trash and drink it? No, only us beggars has the privilege to do it without causing much reaction to our surroundings.
Since I’m already this low, why the hell did I lived morally like a promising youth? I should’ve done more crazy things or made things in society worse to lessen my dullness in life.
Now that I’m dying, eh? Maybe I took pity in the old man’s look, he’s not even dead yet but his pair of eyes are already lifeless. I’m tired of getting looked down by this shitty society and wannabe elites of it, since I’m going to die someday, why not make a bet and make it big this time? I tried to save the old man but instead I got stabbed and left to die, pathetic shit.
But why do I feel like my soul is being sucked? Eh there’s a light and it’s getting bigger, no, I’m getting closer. Is this is where my soul have it’s eternal rest or what?
The moment I crossed the light, shocked was written to my face. No, since I only have my soul but there’s a huge crimson nebula in my sight and I look like a speck of dust comparing our size.
My soul is in the outer space? Anyway the crimson nebula’s form is slowly changing it’s form. It slowly formed it’s wings and extended it, a tail was magnificently laid before my eyes and it’s head was rising continuously. Blazing feathers were formed all around it’s body multiplying it’s exalted presence, the huge bird slowly opened it’s eyes and golden iris like the sun contrasts it’s jet black pupil that seems can draw someone’s soul.
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The moment it’s eyes were opened, torrent of mountainous pressure descended to me and a suffocating feeling was bore into my soul. It’s huge eyes locked into me making me feel naked and there’s no secrets it can’t expose.
“Mortal ant, do you understand where you are standing?”
A beautiful female voice said inside me, was she speaking directly inside my mind? The suffocating pressure hinders me to answer, what is she anyway?
“Who and what am I, you will learn it near the future. Bear my blood, and control your fate. Let my everlasting fire fuel your desire and wash the regrets in your past life.”
I don’t know what she’s saying but I feel hope. This is too much for me to process, shouldn’t I die and rest peacefully or meet the all knowing entity? But here I am facing this huge crimson bird and she’s speaking things illogical to me.
“I know you’re confused, any mortal will be. Remember my words, use my bloodline well my prime descendant. I will now send you to your next journey.”
The figure of crimson bird is gradually getting smaller and her voice echoed inside me. Bloodline? Prime descendant? Next journey?
An unknown heat was drilling into my soul and the stars around me is moving so fast that it looks like zooning out of HD picture, or I am the one moving fast?
Moments later there was a planet in sight and my speeding soul gradually slowed down. Thanks God! My soul moderately entered the atmosphere and the view of a healthy green land is spread before me. Soon, 5 towering mountains in pentagon shape with a huge crimson structure in the center is below my view.
My soul stopped moving in the air and dark clouds gathered with I in the center. The clouds started to expand and heat soon flowed out of my soul. The difference this time is because the heat can be seen with eyes, the crimson heat mixed with clouds and soon became dark red.
The center of the clouds became pure red like a volcano magma, and fire started to form and descend to the pavilion below.
The soul attached itself to the fire that is descending and soon the fire took shape of a beating heart and retracted to the size of a baby’s fist.
The heart descended and entered inside the pavilion without any resistance, the heart continued to descend unhindered even with the walls, like a king passing it’s retainers and showing disdain to the world that physical matters won’t stop it’s crusade.
The heart slowed down and a room with 11 humans we’re shocked to the appearance of this floating heart. Without waiting for them to react, the heart circled playfully around the head of the baby and positioned itself in left chest then descended until it’s inside the baby's body.