CHAPTER 1: THE BIRTH
Prologue
Once upon a time, There was a Great King known as THE E.N.D KING. His title was given by The God's or create of the universe and There was a "GREAT THRONE Of this E.N.D KING! " which was a treasure for the ultimate gift. He was well known throughout the universe.
Rumors have it, If anyone found his throne, they would achieve everything the universe has to offer! HE COULD obtain MONEY, FAME, POWER everything, and every wish he desires will come to life. But this THRONE was lost in time when the E.N.D king died. Nobody in this universe knows where his throne is, how to obtain it and how every living thing comes to know about it.
But one thing is sure that-this throne exists somewhere in this universe.
Every single individual in this universe is looking for "THE LOST THRONE." And the Greed for obtaining great power leads them to become The next "E.N.D KING"
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Closing the worn covers of what seemed to be an encyclopedia of this world, GRIFFIN rubbed the bridge of his nose with his pudgy fingers, downcast, while emanating a gloom that was almost tangible. He let out an audible half-sigh that only seemed appropriate with his toothless mouth...
"PHUUUUUK..."
CHAPTER 1: THE BIRTH
I never believed in the whole "Do this and God will help you." crap. Where some people- who use other people's fears to make a living out of it, and in the name of God's. They scam innocent people and trap them into their web of lies and stupidity.
I'm not saying God is not real or you don't have to believe in them, No!
I'm just saying they created us not for we can spend our time on things that might harm us in a way we don't know.
I'm a product of that crap.
My upbringing was the reason for this type of mindset that I have.
I died and was stuck in this God-forsaken place for God knows how much time has passed.
It's so pitch black out here that I can't even begin to see my own body, that is if I have one of course.
All this is because of the people around me. The first one I want to give credit to is my mother. She started believing in things she shouldn't be believing in.
Not only, she believes in the craps of what other people tell her. She also forces her thoughts onto me and my sister.
Which is a bad thing to do!! Remember that.
I kind of understand her reason for being like that. if I was in her position I might have died, my father had left my mother for another woman and left me, and my sister behind, taking all our money and leaving us dirt poor.
We were in a situation where my mother worked till day and night just so she could feed me and my sister. we were in huge debt which was just a tip of an iceberg.
This is one of the reasons which led to my mother's mental breakdown and other people used that fact and played with it like a newborn with a toy.
Oh well...it's not like I can change the things that happened to me now.
Anyways...
Since it didn't seem like I m going to arrive at the so-called "heaven" that I heard so much about from my previous world.
Anytime soon.
People say this heaven is like a Paradise for us dead souls, where they meet The so-called God.
'Ohh!! Sorry Where are my manners, in this whole talk I forgot to introduce myself.
My name is Aldan and I'm or I was 40 years old middle-aged guy, you might now say.
I'm carefree, Optimistic, and generally with a good heart.
I was also considered handsome by "OTHERS!!"
I know, I shouldn't brag but, hehe... I also was considered one of the Geniuses by "OTHERS!!"
What can I say? Hehe… I'm an all-rounder.
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Ugh!! this journey seems to take an eternity; I half expected a choir of children to be singing an angelic hymn, beckoning me towards what I hoped would be heaven.
'Huh... wait a minute I finally see a light.
What the...WHOA!!, why do I feel like I am drifting toward it..'
Finally, I think my destination has arrived. '
I'm excited, when I was alive, I always had this question in my mind, if a person died by any means whether it be old age, suicide, accident, or murder. Where would his soul or consciousness end up after being dead? Now, I think I might get my answer.
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As I crossed this light wall My vision of everything around me turned into a blur of bright light and sounds assaulted my ears. When I tried to say something, the only sound that came out seemed to be a crying voice.
The muffled voices became clearer and I made out: "Congratulations!! James and Salina, he's a healthy boy."
'...Wait… WHAT!!'
I guess normally, I should be thinking along the lines of "Shit, was I just born? Am I a baby now?
But strangely, the only thought that seemed to pop up in my mind was, 'What the heck are you doing woman?!?' Because out of nowhere that woman turned me to my stomach and tightly slapped my buttocks.
For some reason, I felt immeasurable pain from that tight… I mean light slap.
After hearing my scream, the faces of the people in the room begin to relax.
After crying over my pain I started Assessing my situation in a rational Genius-like manner, which by the way I am!!
I noticed, first of all, that wherever this place is, I understood the language. That's always a good sign.
Next, after slowly and painfully I opened my eyes, my retinas were bombarded with different colors and figures. It took a bit of time for my infant's eyes to get used to the light.
In front of me, (The doctor, or so it seemed, holding me as a baby) is a lady with a face so girly and so pretty that every man in the world, who is reproductively okay, will want to show their carnal desire to mate with her.
A white-skinned face with a small mouth, red lips, big greeny-blue hazy eyes, and long gray hair which is tied in a ponytail manner.
'You bitch!! Let me tell you if you haven't had a girly face. I would've killed you for what you just did. '
'What am I even saying. I know that's not possible.'
The strangest thing was she wasn't wearing a doctor's gown nor had any medical instruments near her.
'I guess We are not even in a hospital. I think I'm born in a village or so it seems.'
Finally, the lady passed me to a new lady who I assume is my mother.
because of her tears pouring out of her eyes as she looked at me. I looked at the lady
Taking a few more seconds to see what she looked like- and I thought.
'Oh boy!! She is so beautiful!
I don't even know someone as prettier as her. She is so lovely that I kept on staring at her. I don't know why?'
I may not have been lucky with ladies in my former life, but I don't know anyone so cute, innocent, kind, and lovely as her. She has distinct blonde hair with blue clear eyes and long eyelashes.
Just by gazing at them, you could feel your heart aching and feel ticklish all over your body.
I couldn't help but notice her long eyelashes and perky nose with white soft skin. And a little black beauty spot at the intersection of her Light pink smooth lips to enhance her beauty. She permeated motherly feeling just by looking at her face.
Is this why babies were attracted to their mothers? her face made me want to just cling to her. I don't know how to explain clearly.
I forced myself to look away from one of the world's wonders and noticed a man who I'm guessing is my father.
With tears pouring out of his eyes, flowing nose, and a smile on his face. His eyes gazed at me with so much happiness. It's like you found the wealth that you had lost. I can't even portray it.
Immediately with a sweet smile on his face with teary eyes, he gazed at me. Immediately he said, "Hi little Griffin, I'm your daddy, say da...da!" I glanced around to see both my mother and the doctor lady (for all the certification she seemed to have), rolling her eyes as my mother managed to scoff, "Honey, he was just born a few minutes ago ."
Now, I took a closer look at my father. I thought, 'Man... I am going to be so handsome and a little bit cute due to my mother.'
Considering My father is expecting a newborn to speak ( I have to give him the benefit of doubt and think he said that out of the joy of becoming a father).
He is a charismatic-looking man with honesty in his black shiny pearl-like eyes and a cleanly shaved face with a square jawline that complimented his figure.
His silver-colored long hair seemed to be girly while his eyebrows were strong and fierce, extending in a swords-like manner meeting to v shape. Yet his eyes held a gentle quality, whether it was because of me being born. I don't know.'
By the time I finished checking ou... I mean observing my parents; My father said.
" Hmm...Lyla look! Isn't he the cutest? His skin is like a white cotton ball and soft as a marshmallow." I heard my father's voice.
'So, the doctor lady has the name Lyla, what a pretty name for a pretty lady.'
" Yes! For the moment I couldn't even believe He is your son, With a face like that. I bet he is going to be a heartbreaker for many ladies in the future.
" Well sorry for you!! but he is defiantly my blood. he has my good looks and awesome genes in him."
" Okay-Okay, now Salina you have to rest, you already have lost so much blood.
And You!! don't talk to her right now. Let her have some rest.
Now get lost.
Don't disturb her." Lyla said in a serious tone.
'' ....Okay, I should go tell others about him. you should take some rest, honey." my father said in a scared voice while leaving the room.
" Phew!! Finally, the pest is gone. Take some rest, you will need to feed the baby. And in the meantime, I should go fetch some clean clothes to wear for the baby and you." Lyla said.
' I should also get some rest. I don't know why but I feel sleepy for some reason and I feel tired.
Soon everything will change. There's a long journey ahead of me. I hope my past does not affect me and my future in this journey now and that I don't make the same mistake again….' I thought while closing my eyes.
To be continued…..