《Kreaturen》Wanna try death?
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People say nothing is impossible; I don’t believe this; I do nothing every day.
I went to Ian’s house to borrow some sodium metal powder that he was left with for my video project, in which I had to show how sodium metal reacts with different things. I also had to discuss all of that with Ian. But all I ended up doing was (as I said earlier) NOTHING, well nothing except for 4 hrs of hardcore gaming on Ian’s Xbox. So, I just took a small glass bottle of sodium metal power from Ian and left his house at about 8 p.m.
Soon I was on the street where my house was, and tonight, unlike every day, something was wrong. From what I saw, all the lights were out at my home. Not a single light bulb was on, and not a single lamp was glowing. It seemed like it was pitch dark in every corner.
“Mom! Open up. I’m home.” I yelled and pushed the doorbell.
No response. All I heard was the sound of the doorbell echoing in the hallway, which was followed by a creepy or rather, a weird sound. I am not sure about it, but I think it was the sound of someone walking on a puddle of water.
A strange fear was building up inside me that told me something was not right. I dug inside my back and hopefully found a duplicate key. Upon unlocking, a cool breeze brushed against my face that made me tremble a bit. A familiar smell reached my nostrils, which I couldn’t figure out.
“Mom!......Dad!” I screeched. “Where are you guys? Is everything alright?’
Still no response.
I dashed to their room, but no one was there. I went to my room, the living room, and the guest bedroom, but all were empty. Also, the familiar smell was getting stronger slowly and slowly.
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I guess now that they went out somewhere for some reason. They don’t usually do this without informing me, but I’m sure they had some problems. I also tried calling them, but both had their phones switched off. All of this was starting to freak me out. But I didn’t have the time to freak out and stuff. I had a lot of assignments to work on, and so I started.
I went to my room and was about to switch on the lights, when, in less than no time, I heard it again. I heard that weird sound again, like someone was walking on a puddle of water. It looked like it was coming from the kitchen. I was scared, but I had to check out whatever it was. I made my way slowly through the hallway to the kitchen. It was dark all around. I tried switching on the lights, but none of them was working. The power supply was cut off, maybe. The weird smell that I have been sensing was most emphatic here, in the kitchen. Mayb- Oh Shit!
“Oh, My God! Who the hell are you!” It happened in the blink of an eye. A tall, muscular man was in the kitchen, near the stove, all of a sudden. He looked familiar. It felt as if I had seen his face, but where?
His piercing eyes caught mine, and he whispered with a smile, “Hi there Ethan! Wanna try death? I’m sure you’ll like it.”
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Adagio of the Enlightened
The Elders will tell you the stories and lore. Of our ancestors, their deeds, and of the foes of yore. They will praise to you the chariot, and how it flew to the stars. How it stole the sun's light and slew the night’s roar.The Shamans will tell you the tales of their wisdom. Their wars on schism, and the unlettered world of ours before. Perhaps they will sing you the songs of what our clans' ancient customs tore. Poems of how our ancestors took what the discs had offered them, the manna and the mundane, and made it more.The kings will tell you of the follies, the sins, and the anecdotes of all our ancestors' wrongs. They will curse to you their names, the Ender of Fate and the Ruined Song. How they had dug up the hearts of the discs, euchred its relics, and blasphemed its prophecies, with oracles withdrawn.But they will only tell you the legends, recount the myths, and sing the allegories washed ashore.The Elders, the Shamans, and the kings can only retell what the storytellers of their own time had voiced. What they have read in books or heard in the minstrels' songs they adore.They don't know what really happened. They were never there.They can't tell you how our ancestors slew the angels from the sky, and sent them back to where they belonged. How they poisoned our minds, and made our people slothful and feeble, with the reforms they had undergone.But I can.I can tell you how the Ender of Fate severed destiny's strings, weakened them, and weaved them to our feeble flesh and souls.I can tell you how the Ruined song razed the heavens with her blood-stained melody, and reshaped our hell into utopia, with the deaths she deplored.Because I was there. I can tell you the truth, with my virtue strong. ----> Disclaimer: This will be a slow-burn, character-driven, non-harem, slice-of-life web novel with cultivation and kingdom-building elements. Also known as "The Hidden Sage and the Star Chariot" on "Reddit HFY". Schedule: First 7 days, 3 chapters daily. Then 1 daily chapter until November. Patreon - (Unlock up to chapter 67) [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
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