(SILVER LINE)
“DO YOU WANT TO TAKE THAT SELFISH DEAL WITH ME?”
Witnessing another deal, another dread, and another soul that is being pulled into the depth of darkness where everything is a blood-curdling play of the Supremes games of chess. She watches as the hand of the destined one reaches out and speaks the word that seals and ended everything.
“Deal.”
With the mark of his sinister smile, the answer to her desire, and the deal that revolves everything into the point of her core sin. The holder is drifted by time, lost in the moment, and found herself in another dimension that she should not be. Her ability is not the one she originally holds. The gate that she opens is a façade and a trap after all, as her entire known life is not what it should be.
(LOST DREAD) “NOW, SHALL WE TAKE THIS FROM THE BEGINNING?” The script of the play is getting deeper, darker, and more sinister where anyone might call or tell by the glance. The lost holder finally sealed the last deal, the end of the bargain, where she is now unknowingly unto the grasp back to the world where she should be. But this time the spin of her world is still unto the lies that are being fed to her by then but is the only way to break that thing in half and pushes everything unto the right corner and exact spot of the grand puzzle piece that every one of them is unknowingly building about. Yet, for all else that matters the only thing that is as important and crosses the word perfection is the destruction of this world. “Am I right?” A question is raised, rather than answering the thoughts that were presented right in front of her, she watches intently when the scene ended at that moment and everything turns black and blank into the void where she originally started
(CALLING DEATH) “FASCINATING.” Her voice echoes unto the room, with the intricate design, symbols, and stones that she is sitting unto. It is comparable to a royal throne, only that it is just a replica, the downgraded version from the original and the only one that truly owns the palace she’s staying in right now, inside the void that HE owns. “Just how could this scene could ever take place?” Amuse and giggling as her smile draws into a perfect image of excitement and quite a brush of lust. She rested her head sideways unto her right palm as she is having her time watching the perfect mystery that is getting unfolded in front of her, and towards the mirror of the character that should not be in that particular world, who isn’t invited but is pushed into. Knowing and ho
(THAT HOWLING CURSE) “HAVE YOU HEARD THE RUMOR?” Envelop with mystery as it tingles with thrill, and spikes with curiosity. She draws a sinister smile as she just steps right into the dimension differently, yet runs along with the similar fate and wants as of the world she’s living in right now and from the original and past where she originally comes from. She giggles and whispers, “Well then, just how would this little fairytale go?” Challenging, yet more like accepting she tightens her grip on the book within his embrace as her eyes draw the lust and incomparable excitement unlike ever before. “Shall I? Should I? Can I? Would you? Just how horrific and gore does this tale could be?” With her laugh
(THE DARK QUEST) “ALLIAH.” The name that does represents the equivalent greatness from the prominent ones, but only stands towards the dark side and the opposite of heaven and good. She smiles as she is loving the thrill that this game is going, even though she is dragged into a different dimension, different stage, and like a detour unto the other world much more interesting than this one, HE calls. “The Call of Death.” Receiving a book that falls from nothingness above or even out of nowhere. She carefully looks at it with its neatness, sophistication, and art, reading the title and quickly scanning it in between that only made her fall into the deeper intriguing mystery where she notices. “Taken by the same time and created by the same Supreme one, just
(TRASHED HOPE) “FASCINATING.” The word she utters under her breath and almost a whisper, as she sits cross leg and comfortably unto the nothingness and stares intently unto the scene as the play goes. “Misha, run!” With the peculiar being into the world she is now dwelling, yet a common demon from her original world. The powerful fox, mythical and perfect with his nine-tailed and gleaming silver color and blue hue of flame, tells her more than the scene could ever be. “A familiar, a father and a husband. Such tragedy.” She reads the entire first half of the story that runs unto the protagonist's background, and towards the prominent being that holds the highest pedestal with its ability to shape
(THE FIRST SIN) “WELL THEN, SHALL I DEVOUR YOU NOW?” Wide eyes and is completely tormented by the scene and information that she could not catch and is trying hard to make sense of and understand everything but fails miserably. Worst, that she is now in front of the beautiful woman who just claims to eat her and whole with the hell’s worth she does not know why. She slowly opens her mouth, like the queen she sees and thinks of her whispers in a confident, and somehow a reassuring tone, but in deep and in reality, is nothing, but a warning and a knocking of death, that goes with the words. “Do not worry, it’s not that agonizing, nor painful, as I promise you that it will be easy, fast, and painless as possible.” Falling to her knees as she could feel that her end is
(MIDDLE SIN) “DEAL.” Fed up with the words and the same ending circle that gives and marks another unfortunate dread that is only the start of the horrors and the bloody consequences along the way. She watches the last scene in dismay, as her face could not even draw a small smile where it all screams and tells is, “A tragedy, yet it all must be as it should be where nothing else should matter but the play that is being written at hand and from the very beginning, right? Haruna?” Somewhat turning her mood into three hundred and sixty degrees, where her face draws the nothingness and blank expression that she usually has, always had and up until recently and along the stages of the game that she is playing inside. She picks the book as she scans the first few chapter
(THE FIRST LOOP) “WHY DON’T YOU JUST DIE? WHY DON’T YOU ALL LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU CAN HAVE EVERYTHING, YOU CAN EMBRACE ANYONE, BUT WHY CAN’T YOU GIVE ME, HIM?” Listening to the curses and screams of the prominent holder by which world, mind, and being are twisted from the very beginning. Haruna finds herself inside of a room that only tells the tragic and horrific end of the loop that started everything. “Interesting.” The items in front of her immediately hit her mind and prequel her interest, yet somehow knew what and to whom it represents, and just where do the symbols came from and will be showing the significance unto this second to the last stage inside the nine circles of hell. She smiles as she walks forward observes it closer with her eyes and s
(BUTTERFLIES)“THE butterflies have been sent. Everyone should have received it by now, right, Chie?”HE asks in a bit of a threatening tone. Sitting perfectly to his throne and tapping the helm of his chair with his right pointer finger. With a drawn sinister smile and the Mistress of Time standing beside him, the meeting place are all set and perfectly placed with the chairs that resembles the chess board.“Just as you wish for it.”The Mistress smile that is equally threatening and hiding something that she prefers to keep like a souvenir. With the grand clock ticking and finally to its very last seconds. A bit of a change from the past are corrected. Now presenting it in the way that is better than before and too perfect to be told to be a fault.Then.“Here I thought that you wouldn’t came.”“Tsk! I’ve been thinking about it and I realize that I couldn’t miss this for the world and books.”An echoing footstep sounded. With the smile and the sinister one that they both knew and re
(BOOKS)“STOP!”The protest and utter denial of Alliah for the truth that is presented right in front of her. The words and the said facts shake her entire world and currently put her into the deepest darkest corner that she has ever been in her entire life. “No, it can’t be. I am not her. I am me. I am!”She screams in frustration, and wide eyes, and expresses the kind of fear that is a mix of horror and surprise. All for the reality and the truth that she doesn’t want to believe, she thinks that she didn’t deserve it, and all along is an utter lie. “Open your eyes and face the truth. You are not who you think you are, Alliah.”“No, no, no. It can’t be.”Tears fall inconsolably from her eyes. Her body trembles with fear, and the knocking words and reality that she couldn’t escape from somewhat pulled her deeper into that demise. She wanted to escape, she wanted to run away and think that this is all nothing, but a nightmare.“That’s right! This is all but a nightmare, everything of
(ROSES)“YOU do not need to say anything anymore Pauleen. I understand and know my sin from the past that ruined our relationship. I should have accepted the fact that he chooses you, so, for this life and this final loop. I promise to stay by your side.”“Jade!”Overwhelmed with joy and relief that Pauleen felt. She hugs her sister tight, after reminiscing and the very first loop where their relationship breaks and crumbles into ruins. Didn’t go through any bumps and cracks, nor Jade felt the excruciating pain of remembering the past loops. Christopher is true to his words when everything on the side of the sisters is done and in peace. Or is it?”“I see that you came with Gen.”“I guess, from now on things will change between us?”“A bit, for right now we are a family and to think about it, I am your aunt.”A little teasing, and giggling about the present and the future that they will be facing. A light atmosphere that Pauleen couldn’t help but be more than glad of receiving. Now th
(VIENNA BLOOD)“I have the hunch, but I didn’t expect to see you here, Honey.”“So, do I, Gen.”Their bland, but casual greeting. They’re not so usual encounters, but both know who they are in this world and what role they are playing. Honey recognizes Gen and not in the way that always starts with a fight. Gen immediately knew that it already came to Honey’s ears that her little game of guarding and spying over JK had ended. “Then I guess you being here and without any ominous aura and a façade like one, means that JK already knew about you and everything that you have done since the very beginning.”“Well, I am not his guide in the first place, nor he is one of the original holders in this book and world. I am only attracted to him because he had the essence of my birth father. Besides, it is my task to be spied and pretend that I am loyal to him with my utter disgusting desire. But right now that almost everything is set, I came here to ask for that thing, Honey.”“I see.”Couldn’
(CHALK NIGHTMARE)“DEATH, DIE, THE DEAD.”An eerie song is echoing all around the place and under the bright full moon. The melody of the song will bring chills down anyone’s spine. Making all the gentle animals around hide in fear, while the owl coos and the ravens are screaming. In that not-so-dead night, Gennivier is singing the song while marking the points and the necessary corners in the middle of the biggest pentagram and where they are about to open the gate and fulfill the end most perfectly. “Are you done, Gen?”“Please. I know that you miss me and all, but just wait for a moment for I am almost done, my dear sister, Pauleen.”She still addresses the original holder of God Aries, of this world and book in the same way as she used to do. Looking at her with those envious eyes, and an untrusting heart that she is still working on correcting. The reality will always stay the same, for even though she is one of the directions that HE is a bit proud to be HIS puppet. She still h
(A SMALL LIGHT)“TSK! Do not make me laugh, Bianca.”“Tsk!”Still he is being stubborn, protecting and not accepting anything from what he just saw even though it was the damn real thing and his inner consciousness is screaming at him to believe. Bianca couldn’t help but be in dismay. Angered and wanted to curse Aaron deeper and worse to the core. But she is still thinking of the civil way to do things. Calming her nerves and composing herself. Looks back at him and tries again for the third time.“Just what is it that you do not want to understand Aaron? You who is one of the holders that should and will always protect the Shrine Maiden shouldn’t be stubborn like this. No matter how hard you try to convince yourself because you are blinded by love. The Alliah that you know is only the half, the yang of her whole who also had its own dark past, while the yin had the biggest tragedy that was used and played by the Supreme One and becomes, Beatrice.”“Beatrice? Damn! Now it is Beatrice?
(A DUEL IN THE MIST OF INSANITY)SILENCE is eminent, that even the wind is somehow frightened in some way to blow its presence. The night is too quiet and not a single insect an be seen or to be heard. Everyone seems hiding for something, with everything is like in a mid of chaos. In that small garden in the residence of the Gomez, footsteps suddenly echo. It’s sound that is menacing and screaming a dark warning that no one even the smallest living thing will dare to see, face and make a sound in front of it.Arthur looks back, drawing a confident and a bit of a mocking smile and welcomes his guess.“So, you decided to come and face me after all, Kyle.”“And I can see that you are waiting for my arrival, Arthur.”The challenge that they both know that they wanted and at the same time not. The unnecessary but necessary thing to do, and a contradiction that they both know that is stupid, yet it is the only way to prove their strengths and wits to one another.“You do know that there is
(LABYRINTHAL CORRIDOR)“THE destruction for this loop and this sixth is about to begin.”Words that she didn’t want to hear. The fact that she needed to face and swallow up and whole for it is the reality and the written plot that was the plan all along and from the very beginning that they wouldn’t, couldn’t, and will never escape from. “Everything is settled on your parts, am I right, JK, Kyle?”“Tsk! It’s long been done.”“Everything is set on my part.”The confirmation and the exchange of assurance and confidence that JK and Kyle expresses. Amuses, no, giving the hell lot of confidence towards Him. But without knowing what had happened in between the loop of six, the secrets and the deals that took place are one hell of an exciting roller coaster ride that Kyle made and secretly had. All for his benefit and nothing more but for him. “Kyle.”“Just like what I have said, it’s long been done. I did my part perfectly according to our deal. I set everything up without any flaws and r
(THE QUEEN SHALL BE SAVED)“BE prepared, for what you are about to see will shatter you to pieces, Aaron.”Damn, that was cruel and dark. Deeper and more menacing than Aaron had experienced and had known so far. He holds his breath for a few seconds, then coughs multiple times while covering his mouth and somehow chocking about something that Bianca knew that it is all due to what he had seen so far. “Had enough? Did you understand what I am trying to say and make you, Aaron?’“Enough? Are those for real?”The in denial that is screaming inside his mind and for who he is in totality. More than being stubborn about the truth and the facts that were just presented to him, Aaron still believes that the Alliah that he met back then is not the one Bianca just showed her. “I didn’t expect that you will be this foolish because of love big brother Aaron. You above all people that I know who had the greatest sense of justice and smart enough to know what is right from wrong.”“Then, you didn