(THE LINE IN BETWEEN TRUTH AND LIES)
“SHINZO DIMENSION.”
Whispering the name of the world and the very reality where the beginning lies and everything is all but pure and true. Her tears fall as she could not take her eyes off the two crowns who holds the same spirits of the ones they care so much and serving with, yet marks the uncanny difference not just from their appearance, soul, and the lack of mana from the seemingly missing Gods and Goddesses, that also reflected unto the very image and persons that they eleven are all are. Yet from that difference and the abilities and mana that somehow do not exist, she voices out the truth and realization from the words.
“We are them, as they are the original. We who happen to just a shard and the reflection, this world is the truth as they are th
(THE DEEP DARKNESS) INthe depths of lies, darkness, and hell, can you ever find the light inside the tunnel where everything that you thought is the reality and the truth are all, but the world’s clone? “I will go back and save you, no matter what.” With his words and promise to bring back everything to where it all belongs, the time that is broken in the process and the three distinct flows from the past, present and future are mixed and plastered into the void of nothingness, yet the true and very core of the play the are all running and placing as the chess pieces. Her tears fall as she longingly replies. “I will be waiting for you.” With the shards that turn into dust. The mirror falls with its broken fragments all over the place with the image and contains
(CATASTROPHE) “WELLthen, how will you end this world of yours, Pauleen?” Ask with that question after she witnesses the root of their world's very beginning. She crumples her hands into a fist as she stares longingly, yet determined to save the originals from the bondage where they are all came from, starting from their equivalent exchange and the shard of their souls that’s living and they all adore and protect off, as she relays her determine heart with the words. “My soul will never be enough in exchange for this chance and what should everything be taken to set everything right. For the shard soul of the original I, is not enough to fulfill the wish and reach the originals, right?” Realizing the deeper core and what does she needed to do and sacrifice to achieve the
(JASMIN) “WHO AM I?” The first few words and the question she asks the moment she wakes up inside the darkness and seems like an endless emptiness where she wakes up from. “Where am I?” Asking the next one and the basic thoughts one can find after realizing that they are somewhat trapped in a place and a space where they had no idea from everything that currently surrounds them. She takes her first few steps as she hesitantly did so, she looks around in that emptiness, yet without any concept of the world and time itself, she didn’t feel anything, not even the emptiness. ‘TICK! TOCK! TICK! TOCK!’ The silence had been broken. ‘Tick, tock, tick, tock, t
(SHIP OF FOOLS) “THE WORLD THAT YOU HAVE KNOWN IS CURRENTLY UNDER THE LOOPS CREATED BY HIM. THE WORLD THAT IS SUPPOSED TO BE ONE NOW IS REFLECTED, DUPLICATE AND TURN INTO SEVEN, AS THE LAST IS THE ORIGINAL WHERE THEY ARE ALL STRUGGLING TO FIGHT IN THE PUNISHMENT, LIE, PRICE, AND CONSEQUENCE HE CREATED AND WROTE HIMSELF, JUST TO UNDERSTAND MY LOVE AND BRING ME BACK TO THE VERY BEGINNING. SHARD OF THE ROYALS IS TORN INTO SEVEN, AS THEIR MEMORIES TURN INTO KEYS SCATTERED ALONG WITH THE WORLDS AND BOOK, CREATING ALTERNATE DIMENSIONS AND PARALLEL WORLDS.” Grasping everything as one thing is pinning unto the reality that she is right now and is standing upon. Her life, existence, and spared soul is all for that thing, that one particular role and the very play that she needed to act with, greatly and deeper into conviction with HIS wor
(INTO THE LULLABY) “BORNas one, but split by time, twins that should never depart will hold the sun and the other the moon. The starts in between and the life they hold, protected, the ones who should protect, but will be torn by fate and lies. How would their life end up into, from the loop of insanity that’s starting to mark their reality?” With the book that she holds within her hands, the title that is unrecognizable in the present time, and with the words that no one could read, but somehow, she can. The gift from above that she considers her treasure, is asking her for something that’s kept her wondering for a while now, where it rings along with the following words. “Alone at night? Reading a book upon your bed? Dare not and run for your life for if you don’t believe they
(POEM OF THE PAST) “WHY AM I EVEN BORN?” The question that she often asks herself and unto the mirror. Wondering about the said life that she feels like she shouldn’t have. She stares at her reflection studying her figure in the cold room of her chambers where the only source of light is one candlelight, which lets her see her naked self. “What’s the purpose of my life? Just who am I to serve?” Asking these thoughts and questions makes her different than the rest, alone, mysterious, yet she loves to be. She carefully slips her favorite black dress, plain, simple, and ominously in the front and the sense, yet she does not care less. “My lady, it is time.” Her lady-in-waiting informs her, yet did not dare to
(THE BLACK PEARL) THERE is an old-told tale that in this world there exists a special kind of stone that does not even compare to any luxurious or precious stone in this world. A stone that could never be found anywhere as it is only one. Made not by any means of intricate crystals by which structure defines the price and rarity of it, but what made it be. Black as the purest one, could never be seen under the protection of the shadows, as the very composition of it, lies from a shard, a soul, and the original’s heart, it whispers and would call. “You are finally here.” Shaken, yet not scared. Intrigue, yet feeling the chill right down her spine, Haruna looks and catches the sight of the pearl in front of her. Different from the rest, as it shines in the middle with the seal and spells that are too powerful
(THE BLACK PEARL II) “DRIP, DRIP, I JUST LOVE THE FETID IT ALL BRINGS.” She suddenly hears. “Take a peek, look at the tinny hole, and find the culprit.” It continues. “Love draws, lovelies, and life is just a mere play into the dark and deep abyss where souls can scream, but never be heard. Sins that are eminent, yet nothing can compare to the dread and scheme they all are and will be.” She could hear, walking unto the door where she first chooses, beyond the said abyss that the whispering voice is telling her so. “Tick tock, tick tock, can you hear their agony.” With the giggling voice that can bring anyone the chill right and down unto their spines. S