Hope

Chapter 06- Hope

In the world of the "OTHER WORLD," there are seven continents, each stretching from the north pole to the south pole and having a long and narrow shape. Out of seven continents, only the middle three have conditions good enough for the proper establishment of human civilization called MIDDLE HEAVEN.

The MIDDLE HEAVEN consists of three central continents named MARVARGH, BHUVANMANDALA, and MISTHAVEN.

In the continent of MISTHAVEN, there is a country just above the south pole of the continent called Aarthas and in Aarthas there is a small village situated on the border of a Green Ash forest named Mantur.

In the village of Mantur, an adult man named Krsna was walking slowly looking around the houses on the sides of the streets made of Lither cube stones. A stone that is used to make every building in the world of the 'OTHER WORLD'.

He held a small wedding card in his right hand and his destination was his little home.

After a couple of minutes of walking, he reached his home at the end of the village made of the same lither cube stones where he lived alone.

And behind his home, there was a field of flowers with different kinds of flowers of different colors.

Krishna by no means was a poor man nor he was rich but he had enough to live a simple happy life.

He never dreamed of something big and just wanted to sell flowers, marry a girl, have kids, and live his life happily in the village.

But today he received news that devastated him from the inside.

He entered his home and locked the room from the inside, and after looking around the home he sat on the ground holding the card in his both hands.

He remained sitting there for a long time without moving anywhere,

After some time, as if his mental barrier had finally broken down, tears trickled from his eyes.

He cried without making any sound for a long moment and when he finally stopped he stood up and took out a pen from the drawer and again set down on the ground.

He flipped the card in his hand and on the empty back of the card he tried to write something and after a long time of thinking he finally wrote,

'Let me rest in grave of hearts'

After writing this single line on the back of the card he stood up, placed the card beneath his bed, and reached for the door to go outside, he opened the latch on the door and pulled but the door did not move,

Surprised he pulled harder but the door felt like it was still locked unable to be opened.

He applied all his strength but the door did not open, immediately he rushed towards the window and opened it, there was no problem in opening the window and he saw a clear view of the outside but it was not the only thing he saw.

He saw a ghostly figure with very long hands and long legs and a wide mouth with many sharp teeth approaching the window, he closed the window and stood in the corner of the room looking towards the window, holding his breath but after a long time nothing happened.

He approached the door again and tried to open it but it remained shut not moving an inch, he continued pulling the door again and again, applying as much strength as he could but it did not open.

He started screaming, asking for help louder and louder but nothing happened as if his voice could not go outside the home.

He could escape through the door and could not open the window, trapped within his own home.

He again hid in the corner of the room for hours but could not muster the courage to open the window again fearing the monster would come inside.

Time continued ticking, from hours to whole day had passed but nothing had happened,

He stood again with every strength that remained in his body and approached the door again but it still remained the same,

He broke down and started to cry and beg for the help,

He begged someone, anyone, to help him, to save him from his own home.

He prayed and begged god for help.

Again hours passed but nothing happened facing the corner of the room he begged for the god to help.

At last, he saw a slight light in front of him above in the corner,

In this moment of desperation, he saw something that gave him hope,

He believed that the god had come to help him, 

He stood up again approached the door and pulled again but the door still remained the same, he applied more strength but nothing changed but this time he did not lose the courage, 

He approached the window opened it and saw a normal view of the night, the monster nowhere to be seen, a smile erupted on his face but that smile did not remain for long,

The monster appeared suddenly in front of him outside the window and grabbed his neck with its long hand,

Krsna pulled his back with every strength in his body unable to breathe but continued freeing himself from the monster and finally, he freed himself and shut down the window again.

But the sensation of choking persisted, although he could breathe now and even speak but that sensation of not being able to breathe persisted.

He was terrified feeling the no end of his suffering he again kneeled in the corner facing the small light he begged his god to help.

After a long time, he again tried to open the door but nothing changed, he begged again for hours and again tried to open the gate but everything remained the same.

He did not know how many days had passed,

Despair struck him,

He again and again begged in front of the light but nothing changed,

He sang different kinds of songs to please the god, songs for the god but nothing changed.

Utter despair,

Fear,

Injustice,

Hatred grew.

He stopped begging but now he hated the light, once the source of his hope now terrifying for him.

Hopelessness.

Time passed and now Krsna had given up, he stood once again the picked up the card again and after looking at it for some time he placed it there again and then pitched up a small knife from the table and sat again on the other corner,

  After a long time of silence, he lifted his hand holding a small knife, and stabbed himself in the neck.

He decides to end his life to free himself from this misery.

He begged every person he knew to save him,

He begged to god to save him,

But it was the death that truly saved him from his sufferings.

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Now only the dead body remained in the closed room and now that light moved and entered the dead body.

The light was none other than the soul of the Avatar.

He was watching everything that happened, he witnessed all the suffering of the Krsna.

Reincarnation was now complete.

The wound on the neck healed and the dead body opened his eyes.

His soul attached itself to the body and mind becoming one with the the soul.

Now Avatar and Krsna became one, Avatar became one with the mind of Krsna, that mind that knew how to feel emotions.

The emotions in the mind of Krsna became the emotions of the Avatar.

And what will happen if the person who never knew emotions is exposed to the extreme emotions of Krsna?

Every emotion, fear, despair, hopelessness, sorrow, and hatred amplified struck him.

And now,

The god he was praying to was himself,

He started hating himself, all the hatred of the Krsna had for the light now became hatred to himself for Avatar.

He was now terrified of himself.

At next what Avatar experienced was the suppressed emotions of his whole life.

These emotions emerged from the depths of his soul, the emotions that no human could possibly endure.

His hand moved and again grabbed the knife,

Fear

Despair

Hopelessness

Hatred

Sorrow

Anger

His hand moved, but this time something within him emerged again,

It grew at so a rapid rate that it completely suppressed the other emotions making them completely mild.

It was curiosity.

I am curious to see what is outside.

I am curious to know who I am.

I am curious to know who did this to me.

I am curious to know the world.

I am curious to explore the world.

I am curious to know my dream.

I am curious to know how far I can go.

I am curious to live.