Chapter 14: A king??

The group could feel their hearts clenching, some emotional ones even had tears in their eyes. They couldn't believe that the man who looked like a street thug, was hiding such sorrow in his heart.

Slapping himself on his cheeks the man wailed...

"She gave me so much love... *Sob* and I... I couldn't even gather some money for her cancer surgery."

The man kept slapping himself, punishing himself for not being able to save his daughter.

The crowd couldn't take it anymore, they broke down, some ran to the man stopping him from delivering any more slaps.

Stopping his sobs the man looked at the sky, which couldn't be seen inside the barrier. Looking up all one could see was a translucent cylinder reaching as far as eyes could see, with no end in sight.

"I cursed god all my life, it was his fault... for giving my lovely daughter such a hateful disease. He is so cruel. But..."

The man wiped his tears, a new fire flashed in his extinguished eyes, as he looked at the crowd.

"No! I was wrong. God is benevolent! God is merciful! Here I am, proof of his generosity. My daughter is somewhere out there beyond this cage trapping us, and I would find her... No matter what."

The people listening to him could feel a sign of newfound courage. A father is so desperate to see his daughter that may not even be there... Was inspiring and at the same time emotional.

"I know it sounds silly, but if this is the afterlife then my daughter must be here, waiting for me.

Don't you have someone you lost? Don't you want to meet them again? Something you always wanted to tell them but never could, don't you want them to listen you?"

The man asked as he looked at the emotional crowd.

"I... I want to meet my mother."

"My wife, I want to meet her."

"I want to apologise to my son."

A series of wishes were heard from the crowd. Everyone looked at the man with sympathy and a sense of familiarence. The man had fulled the spark within them, and even fanned it.

The way they looked at him had changed, if before they looked at him in annoyence, now that they knew the reason behind his naggings they looked at him with respect, sympathy or inspiration.

One person among the crowd however had a completely different look on his face. Startled, he was surprised, never in his wildest dream had he ever thought that his big brother was such an amazing speaker, 'When did he have a daughter?' And lier.

"I shouldn't have listened to that kid, It was foolish of me to follow him. Even worse I raised my hands to follow the majority... But I didn't want to be left out of the group."

The man muttered under his breath, but strangely enough, everyone heard him.

"..."

"..."

"That's right I shouldn't have followed him."

"Ya, he is just a kid he hadn't lost anything in his life, he is inexperienced."

"He would never understand our pain."

Like a chain reaction, many people among the crowd walked towards the man standing beside him. Looking at the man who had his head hung low they felt a sense of familiarence with him. At the same time, they realised how wrong they were about this kind man who always put a brave front.

What they didn't know however was that the head bowed to the ground had a troubled face.

'How am I so good at acting? These people crying over a fake story. Acting the way I desired why does it...'

Niamh felt a strange confidence on himself, like he could do anything he wanted have any person follow him. The troubled expression on his face vanished cracking an...

'Feels so good!!!'

Intoxicated smile.

The silent system for the second time in his life decided to act. Messages kept popping at the corner of his vision. Though he didn't know the meaning of the messages he realised...

«A startler is watching you.»

«A starler has taken interest in you.»

«You have acquired a title, please access the system to view its effects.»

«A starler is watching you.»

«A starler....»

He was the king!