5 At The Edge Of Oblivion

The raging green bolt of electricity comes crashing down, streaking through the sky like the flick of a paintbrush. It streaks and splits before coming together once again. Honing in on Blake.

The lightning becomes attracted to his dads old cigarette holder in his jacket, Like a moth to a flame. The lightning comes crashing down unforgivingly like a waterfall. Thoroughly electrocuting Blakes entire being.

His very flesh and blood became the perfect conductor for the passage of this energy. The energy begins to surge and split apart his body.

ZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZZZZ. Every cell is engulfed with the pure unfiltered energy of the lightning as it wreaks havoc on his body.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH". An attempt at a scream fails as pain courses through every fiber, every cell, every bone. His whole body is bathed in agony.

It becomes unbearable, the unrelenting burn of the electrocution coursing in every part of him. His mind starts to rip apart, breaking piece by piece as his life reflects back at him. Each piece disappears as soon as it's recognized.

The blackness of his unconscious mind comes to claim the foreground of his reality. The void encroaches slowly cutting off his vision as it claims what's left of him. The lightning continues to crash down on Blake unrelenting in every way. It lights up the grey sky of Boreal. Filling it with an ominous green.

His flesh and blood become eviscerated by the overload of energy being thrust into him. All he can do is attempt to scream through the pain and the surging energy forcing his jaw to clench shut. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH".

The immense level of torture his body is going through tears through him making him fully aware of its existence even through the forming void of his mind.

His psyche starts to crack from the otherworldly level of mental and physical anguish bestowed upon him. The lightning continues to pour out of the sky mercilessly flowing into Blake.

Blood seeps out from the splits in his skin, oozing plasma making the torment even worse. His heart comes to a slow stop. Life force spilling out of him as the rhythm of his heart slowly dies out.

Images flash by his eyes as his mortal coil unwinds from this earthly plane. An old memory bubbles to the surface in Blake's time of need. The spinning of a baby's mobile comes into picture.

His small hands guiding it along and letting the tune play out for his baby sister. His mother comes into view for the small boy now. His jet black hair is more curly than ever at this age.

"Do you love your sister Blake"? Her comforting maternal voice washes over his being, a voice he hasn't heard in so long. A glow emanates from the figure but the memory isn't clear enough for Blake to depict her.

"OF COURSE I LOVE HER" An annoyed pout is formed on the little boy's face. A warm laughter encompasses the room now.

The security of this memory is such a foreign feeling for him. "Then you two look after each other no matter what". A chirper tone is heard from the motherly figure, eagerly motivating her son.

"No matter what, even if it's scary". The young boy struggles to form his words properly whilst clenching his little fists in motivation. His youthful sincerity is clear as day for his mother to see.

"That's my little protector". The memory dissipates and Blake is then faced with the remainder of the agony befalling him.

Seconds have gone by but for him it's been an eternity the concept of time losing its meaning under the weight of the suffering being delivered onto him. He screams out in the blackness of his mind as the pain encroaches every part of his psyche.

Before he vanishes entirely, one word echoes out. "RAVEN"! With that the rest of the reality Blake could perceive is severed.

The pain disappears along with the remnants of his ego, all that remains is the glowing essence of his being, perceiving only a primordial black river before him. The entire space itself painted in only ink black.

His essence is sucked in along this river, flowing down the current for what feels like years. Finally it comes to a stop.

A mental doorway blocks the current of the void-like river. Barring him from going forward. His fathers words chime through now urging him forward. A memory he experienced in his youth starts to play, long forgotten from Blakes waking mind.

"Son, I left you a gift for the future. When everything seems like it's going to fail and the world comes crashing down on you it will reveal itself to you". His fathers comforting tone fills what's left of his being.

"Remember son Humanities strongest and most reliable power is perseverance never forget that". His dads words echo out into the void. Imprinting into the core of Blake's mind.

Absorbing the wisdom of his father, what's left of Blake stands up in the black soupy river. Putting the idea of hands against this doorway. Flashes of his life flood through everything that has led up to this point fueling his being into pushing the doorway open.

"I WON'T LET IT ALL BE FOR NOTHING". The words not being said only the meaning being felt within his mind. The doorway is unforgiving not wanting to budge in the slightest.

However Blake doesnt stop the only thing that dominates and rings throughout his whole essence is FORWARD.

The door starts to let a crack form, a bright light illuminates the black void he's been wandering in. A sense of guidance and motivation forms seeing this light. Not relenting, using what's left of his mental strength he pushes as hard as he can, his being starting to break apart as the door starts to open.

The more the door opens the more of what's left of Blake disappears. As the doorway gives way, the perception of a body goes with it. All that is left is the observer of the body, that is Blake.

A cosmic light fills Blakes view, colours he's never seen nor experienced before burst forward with life. Pure wonder illuminates Blake. Drifting along in this blinding light.

The sounds of a variety of different birds flow through everything. His consciousness struggles to define this nonsensical place. A unique entity enters his vision, it says nothing to him, only meaning comes through

"Give". Leaving him in utter confusion Blake responds to the entity in the only way he knows how, language. "Give, Give what"?

The meaning washes over him and he immediately understands the message. "A part of you". Without any time to decide the entity walks over to him and tears a piece of Blakes essence off.

A screaming pain envelopes his being. However it quickly dissipates as the concept of pain is nonexistent here.

The entity walks over to a gigantic mass of green energy swirling around, dancing with life itself. The essence from Blake is then merged with this energy.

The chirping of the space starts to get louder. The energy starts to condense into a much smaller form, a tiny being made of green electricity takes shape in its stead.

"Hey I'm alive, I exist". The being chirps, buzzing with joy. Looking over he catches the bewildered Blake. Immediately a sense of love washes over the being seeing Blake.

"Brother, finally i can meet you"!. Chirping ecstatically seeing his newfound brother.

The entity from before now looks towards Blakes essence. "You are now linked, look after this one he's beloved in this space. Be safe out there conductor". Leaving behind his message before vanishing entirely.

Blake is left with the tiny being, utterly confused in this space. "So what's your name then tiny one"? He says in his puzzlement at the predicament he's left in.

"What's a name"? The being clearly not understanding the concept.

"It's something to refer to you as, allowing for more of a sense of familiarity to be developed. As well displaying your identity and self agency in this world". Blake says trying to boil the concept down to its bare bones.

"I like that idea, I like it a lot. Can you give me a name, brother"?The tiny being starts to jitter and shake over the revelation of this concept, excitement spilling out like currents. Blake awkwardly responds to the idea.

"Uh yeah, I can give you a couple off the top of my head". Blake says starting to brainstorm as his consciousnesses faculties slowly slip back into place.

"How about electro"? Struggling for anything better.

"Boring" The being not satisfied at all with this name.

"Okay how about Bolt"? Blake responds by racking his mind for something better.

"Come on brother, you can come up with something better than that". The being says teasing him.

More of his mind starts to fall in place, flashing inspiration throughout him. "Considering the mass of electricity you were created from. It seems fitting to give you the name of a god for the otherworldly existence you propose to me. One befitting of your composition. So how about Zeus"!

"That's it brother, that's the one, It fits perfectly for the little brother of the conductor". Zeus now giddy with joy over his name.

"Why does everyone refer to me as the conductor". Blake says, baffled at the title.

"Oh brother, you have yet to realize. We love you, we saw the core of your being when you entered this space". Zeus says giving an inkling of what's to come.

"We got to see how much of a kind and loving being you are, despite all your scars you still give your all in everything". Admiration sparks off of him.

"We find that admirable, especially for lesser beings like us. You could say the name is a sign of how impressed we were. We won't hesitate to help you brother, you'll understand in time". A wide smile envelops the face of Zeus.

Blakes consciousness finally gains clarity; he's flung back to the mortal plane, before he can crash down into his body. A screen forms in the front of his vision before everything disappears.

[The gene system has been awakened]

[You have met the requirements to unlock inaccessible genes]

[Your body will now go through a drastic change]