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"Mysterious soul energy" Chapter.01 {soul Energy exam} There was a commotion everywhere. People could be seen everywhere at the entrance test site. Some were spectators and some were teenagers . A group of participants eagerly awaited their turn. Kai was standing In a corner of the crowd with a numb, slightly sad face. As a child, he could not use his soul energy like the rest of his peers, and he was always ridiculed. He was thinking and suddenly the loud and startled voice of the people brought him to himself, he went a little higher on his foot and went forward to see what had happened ?! And he noticed that the people were surprised and talking about the result of the test of Nicholas, the famous disciple of the tribe of sky. It was a test to measure the soul energy of the academy's entrances. ( The touch of the sacred sphere by the weakest warrior turned it green, and with increasing power the colors yellow, orange, red, brown, and black appeared, respectively. and there were only a few geniuses in the land who could apear the black . and it was usually yellow when most of the participants touched it. ) But when Nicholas touched it, the sphere had turned orange. Everyone called him a genius with surprise, and a group insisted that the sphere was broken: / After Nicholas came down from the test stand, the test taker picked up the list of participants and read the name of the next person: "The next participant is Kai from the Thunder tribe." There was silence for a moment, and then some people started laughing, one of the participants shouted from the crowd: "Do you want to take the test from that loser? He can not even pull out his soul energy." And then again everyone started laughing. Kai sighed and nodded . he continued on his way, it was not his fault that he had never been able to use his power, he had tried all the ways and done what the other children were doing but to no avail. Finally he reached the test site, was walking slowly, as if he did not want to reach the sphere quickly, he finally reached to the sphere then blinked for a few seconds, raised his hand and finally put it on that sphere , unconsciously closed his eyes tightly. The crowd was in a strange silence. After a few moments and hearing the laughter and surprise of the people, he opened his eyes, he was waiting to see the green color, but what he saw was the turquoise color, he felt that his body was frozen and his soul was separated from his body. The color division of soul energies starts with blue, turquoise, then green, yellow, and so on. Those who have the power of blue spirit are the common people whose spiritual power can be used only in daily affairs, and those who have the power of turquoise are doctors who ... are mostly women…. , and only those who have green soul energy can change it , improve it, and strengthen their own soul energy. They can turn it yellow, orange and…. . and they can fight. Shocked and surprised, Kai came down from the stand, one person from the crowd said, "Bro, you came the wrong way. Instead of coming to the martial arts academy, you should go and learn healing with the girls," and they started laughing. Another person shouted, "Don't make fun of him, can't you see we have a genius?The first boy in history to have the Turquoise energy ." Kai ran and left the test site. There were many things he wanted to think about, but his brain was more empty than ever, and he did not even know exactly what to do now. He saw that he had been reached home for so long, he did not know how to explain what happened today to his grandfather.." Previous Chapters: [00] #merixo#story#review

pitch-dark nights/ by authur michael tupu I sit under trees sketching the things that could've been on the black and white canvas five light years away. you jog my memory, to a place I once knew, and whisper whistles in the pitch dark, of stabbing words winding down my chest chirping gurgling sounds that reverberate 'round the weeping chest. a chest- of empty drawers drawn silhouettes hollowing out everything I once knew, I'm beginning to hate even the beautiful things. you whisper out whirling songs waving at mosaics and frescoes fuming in situ for-ever because they couldn't dance but I enjoy, I actually do— for a little while when you're caliginous, when the twigs and sprigs dance, moving in sync with the world, the sky and the oceans, and yet two things remain unbothered —peace and silence. #poetry#review#amtupu_

"Mysterious soul energy" Chapter.00 {Prologue} When you once had a dream, you had a goal and a passion, but the world puts you in a different direction. The path that is in the opposite direction of that dream. And then you decide to adapt, you move on with life, and you live in a new way that you never imagined. But then, subconsciously, by this world, you are turned in such a way and you take a path that you are subconsciously taken to that dream and your initial goal, but…. Here, this time, at this point, you have no memory of that old dream. The path you took during this period has changed your actions and beliefs during this period and has even taken you in the opposite direction from your original dream to the extent that you no longer remember that goal and desire and stare at the white wall of memories of that dream to explore a bit of information , a bit of a common point. It may be the easiest thing to surrender or get confused and turn away from that old dream, but you stay, you stabilize and you find your old self again, you close your eyes for a moment from the path of the past, so you can start again in the opposite direction. After a while, you come to your senses and see that you were able to hold both paths together, and find a common path between these two opposite paths, and take a step in it , then you can see how the same opposite path that you have taken for a while accompanies and helps in the path of your dream, and you use its teachings in the new path. Wanted to fight Became a healer Then had to harm, World is actually playing isn't? #review#story#merixo

CHAPTER 1 UPHEAVAL OF FLOWERETS Five hundreds years ago, the world divided itself to wasteland hills and fertile land due to chaos widely known as ‘Total Annihilation’. A chaos that wiped off millions upon millions of species called, human , which changed the whole history of life. The world undergone drastic change since the division which both sides are now overtaken by another species that born to wipe off humanity itself , nature monster , as humans have gone extinct two hundred years ago. The world of nature monsters which united under a rule of an Emperor or Empress that posesses the 'Highest Throne' sit then derives into Kings/Queens to counties which are measured by their strength. Strength first, wealth comes second. The royal positions are determined by strength which everyone has to fight for and it isn't illegal to kill your opponent as long as you buried the body in the nearest mountain. For the 'Highest Throne' however, it is obligated to kill the opponent as prove for being the strongest of all. The royal positions are dripping with invisible blood different to the life of commoners which is a lot more peaceful unless tyrant took over. An unfortunate event of tyranny years did happen exactly 7 years ago prior to the current ruling Emperor who is widely known as kind and rational. However, the aftermath of such awful event also has given birth to heinous criminals and the most feared one is, Sarasyu. Sarasyu, hated by many admired by some, is believed to be a cannibalistic female monster who soars the sky and rushes through bushes to prey on anyone. Rumour has it that she lured men with her devil charm into the 'Forbidden Forest' before preying on them since witnesses described her as a pretty woman in black with a beautiful long jet black hair and blazing red eyes that will consume you like fire. She is believed to kill & loot, feared by all for her overwhelming power said to rival the Emperor himself. Nicknamed 'Sarasyu' for the sound she made whenever she appears every midnight. The sound of danger that made everyone evacuate in panic, fearing for their life to end under her death charm. She is also known as the ‘Queen of Bandits’ and ‘Midnight Tarantula’ amongst the commoners for all the crimes she has committed. In contrary to people who admire her who consisted of corrupted royals & criminals. Those corrupted kings are mostly amongst the richest who dreamed of marrying her for getting the Emperor throne while the criminals admired her stealing & cannibalism practice for power boost. Those who practiced cannibalism are immediately sent to death ordered by the Emperor for murder charge. Even to this day, 7 years after the birth of the vicious evil monster, she is still hunted for her head to be turned into promised gold. #annoec#review#story

Trapped- Part 1 The crowd screamed. An uproar rose as though coming from thousands of human frying in hot oils in the dark pitches of hell. Behind the stage Lisa took a few deep breaths. Her knees shaking from the nervousness, her bladder making her take the road to washroom one too many times. The SoFi stadium in Inglewood was huge and it was filled to the max. Lisa took one final breath, put her earpiece in it's place and waited under the stage. She will appear on stage after the opening act was finished. Her mind was entering into a state of maximum concentration, nothing could go wrong today. Little did she know that this was her last performance ever. Her crew queued her, the lift took her on the stage. She was the main act, the uproar from crowd almost brought her to tears, everyone cheered and called out her name. She was living her dream. It didn't take long however for this dream to turn into a nightmare. Halfway through her performance she approached the edge of the stage to get closer to her fans. Her fans pressed hard to get just one touch of her glimmering skin. She walked across, giving her fans a sweeping touch of her hands. It was going smoothly, her hand floated seemlesly over the wave of infinite fingers, unless someone grabbed her hand making her halt her surfing. Being as professional as she was, she continued singing while simultaneously trying to get rid of the hold. When she failed to do it for a few seconds she looked back and froze. The music and back track kept running but she was no longer aware of her surroundings. The walls around her seemed to close, although there were none to begin with. She found herself teleported in a dimly lit small room. The air smelled dank from being caught in for a long time. It was a nauseating mix of smell of canned food, exotic perfumes, unwashed clothes and bedding. In the background the soft music played "locked in your love" it was called. Lisa wrote and sang it. It was a smash hit and soon it climbed to the top of the charts. Lisa remembered how happy she was when she heard about the song's success. She cried tears of joy and did her happy uncaring dance. Anyone who heard it could not help but feel absolutely mesmerized, a review said back then. However, Lisa wasn't mesmerized now. She was sick to stomach of this song that was playing on a loop for days. The voice came from the four speakers that were in the four corners of the room. Lisa tried to reach them often but she was always stopped by the chain in her leg. Her left leg was chained to one leg of the bed. The chain was long enough to let her move about in the room but not long enough to let her reach the door of speakers. All she could do was scream at the walls for deliverance, but the walls filled with her own smiling photos screamed back at her. #review#tm#shortstory

/confined/ in-out from-under the deep dark that i can't alter, bright colors of anger come out to yell. i am the space within two lengths of gossips and dark humor, the small distance between two fingers that yearn to die from each other's charge. i hold burdens of grudges that appear to soar in grins but sag in attitudes like null uncontrollable waters. i'm that confined space aligned in nothing, but torqued so tight my future remains bolted in numb emotions. i'm confined in unbreathable dark spaces of anger, where vain pursuits of struggle taste as silent as death. #amtupu_#poetry#review

Its rainy ,im wet all over Will my mind be sober Still engulfed in darkness Water in my inner black socks And my black jacket too cold Waiting for sunshine to rise So that i can bask till dusk And be dry imperfection Thats how i was wetted with love When mid summer recuperated Kisses, hugs made me shiver But the warmth enclosed me tightly Had to be patient for rain to seize For my dry heart to persist For when you left me, Dryness took charge of me And thats when i realized Im still wet all over And your love was over. #review #Linville #poetry

How to not hold on to the belongings Whilst you bathe in the agony and I am out there revolting We see the stars with tears in our eyes and we know there's no dream left But we do still be hopelessly waiting for the hope in disguise There's so much patience in us but we no more could put up with the dread in our minds Halfway through the day we yet keep awaiting for the nights We have gotten nowhere but look how far have come our lives From finding the purpose of our souls to now laying down helplessly with inconsequential smiles Only you and I know how to convey the inconveniency of the bothersome hearts with APHASIA Expressing themselves with insufficient words and futile rhymes #review #sans

How to not hold on to the belongings Whilst you bathe in the agony and I am out there revolting We see the stars with tears in our eyes and we know there's no dream left But we do still be hopelessly waiting for the hope in disguise There's so much patience in us but we no more could put up with the dread in our minds Halfway through the day we yet keep awaiting for the nights We have gotten nowhere but look how far have come our lives From finding the purpose of our souls to now laying down helplessly with inconsequential smiles Only you and I know how to convey the inconveniency of the bothersome hearts with APHASIA Expressing themselves with insufficient words and futile rhymes #review #poem

Broken chest The familair burning sensation Struggling she falls Her gasps for life The crushing weights resting on her chest Relief is out of reach Deafening, her silent screams Harder she fights Vaster the pain spreads Non existant, the help she needs Trapped beneath it all A never ending loop Running, the cycle of words Maddening, the repetitive thoughts Cracking sounds wave around No longer she moves Eyes shut They are in, the crushing weights Broken, her chest Vacant, her eyes Lifeless, her soul #review#poetry

Beyond the shores of thought and reason, The seas of emotion suddenly swell Tempest clouds roar without season, Growing the gloom with every decibel I shrink with grief and crouch in despair, Fighting tears with each rasping breath What would you say if you were here, If you could forsake the veil of death How do I know if you are in a better place, That there you no longer feel any pain, That you watch over us from across the space, That you have found your place in God's domain Did the old familiar voices of wise ancestors Welcome you back with warmth and love? Beyond the bondage of all wordly matters Have you found your freedom in heavens above? Memories, they meet me in silence only to remind Time, the eater of worlds now consumes my peace Love, what you took along and what you left behind, Now holds us together and comforts like a breeze Life will go on with this burden to bear, My heart will heal but will it be the same? I harbor happy memories of all that we shared, Your words in my thoughts and pictures in frames All the legends and tales of the other side, Oh, how I wish now for them to be true! I pray and surmise what I once denied, For someday again I will get to see you In a place somewhere that is off the map Where I can choose to be a child once more, Feeling cheerful and safe, sitting on your lap Innocent and happy, contented forevermore #review#poetry#garuda