《Searching for Safe Heaven》To Another World
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“How are you?”
A boy is standing in an infinite white space. As soon as he woke up he began to hear the voice which echoes in the space. The voice can’t be differentiated between male and female, or old and young. He can’t able to remember how he has come here even after much contemplation. At last, he decided to reply to the voice with another question
“Who are you?”
His voice seems calm without any nervousness. The sound echoed in the space as it is the only thing present. After some time, another sound echoed.
“I am an administrator “
Hearing the reply, the boy feels confused. He asked again
“Administrator of what?”
After some time, he gets the answer
“Administrator of this set of worlds”
The boy feels shocked and more confused since he knew that he is not a believer of any god in his world so why he is here. He would have not even believed the word of the voice if he is not standing in such a strange place. But he has to ask, so he asked respectfully as much as he can
“God, please let me know why I am here”
A burst of laughter began to echo in the space and after it died down, he got a reply
“First thing I am not a God, and the reason why you are here is that…. I have to say you farewell”
The reply led the birth of more questions in the boy’s heart but the first question that left his mouth instinctively is
“If you are not God than who is?”
There is no reply, the space remains silent. The boy realized that he may have done a mistake to ask such a question so directly and began to think about how to rectify it. But his train of thought get broken by a voice
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“God is someone who knows everything, who is everywhere, who can do anything by just a simple thought, without any restriction of fate, destiny and here I am who just maintain some set of the worlds and I can’t even directly interfere in its fate”
The boy had thought that he will not get a reply and get astonished after hearing such an answer
“Then why I’m here”
“I just want to say goodbye, to one of the miracles in my world”
Hearing the word miracle, the boy’s handsome face gets distorted and then he began to laugh maniacally with a glint of cruelness in his eyes. After some time, he yelled angrily
“Miracle? Do you have a different meaning of a miracle? Why not just say me an abomination?
He became so furious that he would like to kill that person even not caring about its consequences. The words itself made his life a joke.
“Yes, you were a miracle, a miracle born to change the world. But since humans have the freedom to choose, they choose and change their destiny while not being aware of the consequences they will face.”
“Farewell, don’t be disheartened, complete your journey, it may happen that you will find some people to whom you can share your burden, and lastly open up your heart to gain what rightfully is yours.”
The boy wants to ask more but he soon realized that he can’t be able to speak and the reason is that his body is fading away
The body of the boy completely faded and the space becomes peaceful again as it was before.
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