《High-Class Mob》167. The Goddess' Gift
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Mina was intoxicated, from both fatigue and the high from the happiness she felt from this fateful day, “I wuv you.” Her words were sluggish.
“Yes, yes, I love you too.” Colt was patient with her.
When Mina closed her eyes, she was in Colt’s arms. She enjoyed every second of it, but as she felt the soft bed on her back, she fell asleep.
She had a lovely night, and she drifted to sleep after the kiss from her husband. She was smiling with satisfaction.
However, as she slept, she found herself inside the world of the Goddesses. She could confirm that she was in the world of the Goddesses before when she looked down, her bump was nowhere to be found.
‘Why did they call me here? And on such a good day too.’ She really didn’t want to cook for the Goddesses if she didn’t have to… I was just that they all looked so pitiful when they kowtowed before her.
She looked around and noticed that something was different from the usual — the Goddesses were nowhere to be found, there was only one thing in that world of white; a single black door.
With steps ever so slow, Mina approached the black door.
The door was in the middle of the world, and Mina failed to know what kind of thing was behind that door. It could be anything, something good and even evil… Mina felt afraid to open the door.
She was hesitant; it was as if she was not prepared to see what was on the other side.
However, it was then that she heard a young lady’s voice, “It’s okay, Mina.”
Mina turned around and saw a Goddess Light dressed in a golden robe and around her head was a halo, and only her right hand was a golden staff. She seemed to be the Goddess that was depicted by the many paintings and sculptures Mina had seen.
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“What’s happening, Light?” Mina casually asked the Goddess. She acted without the needed respect the Fate of Light follows.
Light, however, cared not how she was referred, “This is our gift, to you after your wedding, there is nothing inside that will hurt you. Light is the direction of all, it is the color of Hope, but to get your gift, you must first reach my Sisters… do not be afraid and open the door.”
Mina felt compelled to listen to Light. For the first time, she didn’t resemble the kid that this Goddess showed every time Mina went there to cook or play… Light now indeed matched what she actually was — a Goddess.
Mina turned to the black door and held onto the doorknob. She gave it a twist and pushed it with ease. The black door opened, and upon entry, she found herself in a world of darkness,
A world of darkness as far as one could see… Mina smiled as one person stood out from this world of darkness.
It was Goddess Darkness herself, and just like Goddess Light, she also wore a golden robe, a golden staff, and a halo.
Mina smiled, “Is this the second part of your gift?” she asked.
“Yes, it is, since the beginning, to go to the Darkness, one must first come from a world of light, and once inside the darkness, I can Create a World of Salvation that is only meant for you.”
Darkness tapped the Dark World, and then, with her as the center, a garden filled with beautiful flowers was created. In this Garden, there was a path that leads to who knows where…
The pathway was made of the most beautiful stones Mina had ever seen, and on both sides were an assortment of flowers that she so loved ever since she was a child. It was a paradise.
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Mina turned to Darkness and asked, “Is this my gift?”
Darkness shook her head, “It is not… follow this path, and it shall lead you to the place we sisters prepared.”
Mina did what she was told and walked along the pathway. She did not know what kind of gift the Goddesses prepared, but she knew it was limited to this world and would not affect the physical one.
‘Is my Darling waiting for me at the end of this path?’ she was hopeful that such a wonderful thing would happen. She was giggling about as she had happy thoughts. She began skipping without noticing it.
She was full of smiles, and then, she reached the end of the pathway and led to a viewpoint that overlooked a land of flowers.
Mina’s smile froze, and her entire body stiffened.
Goddess Root finally appeared behind her with the attire of a Goddess, “In the World of Salvation, I can call upon the Souls of the Dead that entered the Paradise we have provided to those who refuse to Reincarnate… you can go and take your time here, this place is not bound by any laws... this is the gift we can gift to the “savior” of the one we have chosen.”
The person standing on the viewpoint looked at Mina and opened her arms; she had a smile on her face as she opened her arms, “Come here… my daughter…”
Mina’s smile disappeared entirely as she saw the person before her… tears fell as her lips began to tremble.
Mina cried as she ran to her mother’s embrace, and as she was hugged by the Mother she so dearly missed… Mina cried like a child.
She tightly hugged Maya as if she never wanted to let go; she cried and cried as if there was no sign of it ever stopping. With tears streaming down her face, she Mina repeatedly said, “Mama… I… I… miss you… Mama… I miss you...”
Maya cried as she and her daughter managed to reunite, her tears proved hard to be contained, and as it escaped, she lovingly patted Mina’s head, “I… missed you too… my daughter.”
Their tears fell without restraint.
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