Yin and Yang, the symbol that every plane of existence manifests. It is recognized as the fine line between man and woman. Some says it represent good and evil or even creation and destruction. In truth, the Yin and Yang has been a mystery that people ponder at over and over again. They wish to seek the dao that it carries, the power that it creates, the enlightenment that it bears.

On a fine day in the northern region of the Zabu continent, a ray of light shot down in one of Zabu’s greater forests. Inside the ray of light was a baby, no.. it was a cub. A panda cub with an exquisite black and white pattern. The newly born cub slowly descended and in a matter of time, it would land softly on the ground. As the cub landed, the ray of light started to disappear. Before it completely disappeared, a man’s voice was heard, “Live well my son, you are not able to bear the responsibilities our family currently has. If fate wills it, we will meet again.” The voice was very soft and caring. The cub felt warmth flow through him as it slowly fell asleep. Even from such a distance, the cub still felt his father’s affection. The affection of a father was to not be underestimated!

The voice suddenly shifted its direction to the left of the cub. “Sir bear hiding over there, please take care of my son.” After feeling that the voice was gone, a colossal bear came out of the thick forest. It looked up towards the sky. Fear could be seen in its eyes.

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The giant bear reluctantly walked towards the cub after a while. As the bear got closer, it started to shrink. When the bear finally reached the cub, “it” was no longer a bear but a human. The turned bear was in the appearance of a burly man. He looked at the cub for a second, then reached out to pick the cub up. Before his hand reached the cub, a dark smoke arose from underneath the cub. The smoke showed a human baby as it disappeared.

Much surprise could be seen in the burly man’s eyes. He looked up to the sky once more before looking down towards the baby again. His face showed a complex expression, as if he was in a difficult situation. He shook his head and returned to the action of picking up the baby.

His hands held the baby delicately, as if the baby was a fragile treasure. He held the baby near his chest to share his warmth with it. Then, in a blink of an eye, they disappeared.