The Mako

Chapter One: The Flow of Life

Voices rang in my head as if they were screams from a dark alleyway. As I clang to my head, it began to rupture. Finally, I had lost control, my body was limp, I had given up. As my mind twisted around every crevice in my body, pulling, tightening, winding, in search of freedom from the confines in which it was placed, I began to wish for death. The thought of it had made me snap, it had driven me insane. These suicidal intentions filled my warped mind, pouring out into a fine puddle on the floor; I wasn’t going to die by their hands, they wouldn’t win. What my mind had placed upon me with these thoughts soon looked to be a very true reality; I began searching around the room for something, anything to end my life. I had truly snapped, I was insane, not fit for anyplace, or anything. I could no longer be blinded by anything but myself, and that’s what began to happen. Everything had stopped as if time had surely collapsed. Then silence, I felt a presence which was all too familiar.

He had come. He had come for me. Shockingly I looked up at his face, and with a covetous tone to his voice, he spoke, “You are as I was.” With those words, he had shattered the very structure of existence. I could not find any words, any actions to say or do. I was a taut. “Why must you swim against the flow of life? What is your reason?” With mouth agape, I had mustered up something, but it was soon diminished as he broke off with speech, “Do you wish to see? The consequences of gaining sight are of which you can’t ever return. You will not be the same, you will be broken, and your adroitness in many acts will be forever lost.” Awestruck in silence, nothing happened for what seemed an eternity, but what was an eternity here with him is merely a second. I had a loss of words, simply I said, “I’m... already broken.” And with that, he approached me reluctantly. “Good, you have become as I am. Now, see.” With his postulate words, my life was forever changed, no more could I be at peace, different scenery had come into vision, no longer was the world green and blurred, it was now sharp, black, and lifeless. “This is the reality in which you have lived your whole life. They blurred your vision so you couldn’t see what this place truly is; this is no Promised Land is it? This was once but no more. If they succeed in finding another place to call Promised Land, this will be its fate as well. These people corrupted this world, and do not deserve to live in it.”

With my new found vision came a new found life, one that had just began, it was a true rebirth, I was born again. My beliefs and hopes had been destroyed, but I soon gained more. My life no longer had a purpose, but I soon received another, and it wasn’t to be as I was before. I was in pieces, but more put together than earlier. “This is the reason I swim against the flow. I do it in hopes of reversing the current, but alone, it’s a slow process. Won’t you join me?” There I stood, stunned, cold, and more lifeless than before. My pieces had slowly started to reform. “Now, what was the reason you swam against the flow?” He grinned maniacally as he approached me. He was being blurred out. Then, the fear struck me; it was the poison that would end my life. He had visited me in an illusionary form. That moment, I had experienced death, forever erased from this world. I would not let it though.

I had a new purpose for existence.

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