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REALizations

Penulis: Sh4k3speare
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Chapter 1Prologue/Work of Fiction/

Work of Fiction

This is a work of fiction. Names, Dates, Place, Actual Events are either product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious matter.

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead and actual events are purely coincidential.

Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story . Please obtain permission.

REALization was Written by Sh4k3speare. All Rights Reserved 2018.

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Some of the parts are unedited. But it'll be edited soon. I am reminding you, this is my story, dude. Mine's concepts, controls, and ending. Be ready, I've got something behind. lol. Enjoy!

prologue

Pagkamulat ng aking mga mata ay sumalubong sa akin ang isang nakakasilaw na liwanag.

"She's already awake,"

"Mukhang gising na nga siya,"

"I think, she's ready,"

Napabalikwas naman ako mula sa pagkakahiga. Ngunit bigla na lamang sumakit ang aking mga kamay at binti. Oh crap. Nakatali ang mga kamay ko!

Muli 'kong ipinikit ang aking nga mata at saka ito binuksan. Mas luminaw at umayos ang aking paningin kaysa sa kanina.

Wires, mechanicals, test tubes, and so many men at work are here. Para kaming nasa isang malaking open spaced room dahil sa sobrang lawak nang kuwartong kinapapalooban namin.

Saka ko lang naalala kung bakit nga pala ako na'ndito.

"Pakawalan niyo ako!" Sabi ko habang pinipilit na kumawala sa mga kadenang nakatali sa aking mga kamay at paa.

"The specimen is ready, she should be sleep before the extraction," Boses ng isang lalakeng may garalgal ang boses mula sa likod ko.

"Ready the elixir!"

"Check the controls!"

"Make sure that everything'# ready now."

"Subject extraction for Source 022, push in!"

Pinilit kong tumalikod sa kaniya ngunit mas lalo lang lumala ang sakit ng mga nakataling bahagi ng aking katawan. Argh! I need to leave this room!

I tried to scream out and hope that they will do what I have said. "Get me out of he---"

"Ahh!" I screamed in pain. There's something they put inside me that made my body numb.

"Help me!" fuck!

This day will be the last day that I will grimace in pain. And I, Citizen Qien Zxie Callahan will work with my vengeance.

Hindi ko na alam ang nangyari nang bigla na lamang akong naka amoy ng isang kakaibang hangin. Matapos non ay unti unting tumuklap ang aking nga talukap, hanggang sa mawalan na ako ng malay.

itutuloy...

-Sh4k3speare

Anda Mungkin Juga Menyukai

(UNORTHODOX SERIES #1) FUME OF METAL

Life itself is mesmerizing. It holds the power to bloom or to wither. They say every breath counts. Every heartbeat is important. Every second is precious. To put it simply into words, our lives are significant. Valuable they say. Because as time passes, our lives,moments,memories and feelings get drifted along the clock. It ticks, it ticks and it ticks. Showing the definite truth that nothing stays the same,though admittedly scary, it is certain. Nothing can be rewind. Not the time. Not the moments. Not the remnants of happiness, anger, guilt, sorrow and pure ecstasy neither pure misery. Life can never go on and on and on. And unlike the ticking clock, life eventually stops. At this point, when the end of all comes, why life is valuable when we can't enjoy it forever. Where the pleasure of breathing and feeling the air enter your nose and giving out a heavy sigh and feeling the light air brushing on your hair just stops. We can't enjoy it again. Life stops. Death comes. What happens after? Do we get to feel the air again? Do we get to feel our heartbeat go from a normal throb to palpitation? Do we get to experience life just like before but only now,dead ,cold and life less? The irony.I can't even define what life is. Is it breathing? It it being physically visible? Is it having emotions? Life is an enigma. An unknown known state. Do we get to value life just like how we see it when we were alive versus when we were dead? Is the difference even that evident? Does life exist when we are dead? Does life have a long lasting value when in the very beginning, we can never measure something that can never be quantified. The morning rays hit my skin. The smell of rotten metal lingered into my nose. It was foreign but at the same time unlikely pleasant, to see,to smell, to feel the flesh brushing my bare skin and the blood cascading down my forehead,my nose my hands. Feeling its softness and its tender and cold touch. It relaxes my soul like no any other. Its beautiful brown hair,down to her cute nose and soft lips,down to her still beating heart . It was majestic to see life in its truest form. In the most alive state I could ever imagine. A beating flesh of life seemingly staring at me face to face and then, the beat of what's in front of me gradually stops. Tsskk. It hasn't even been a minute. Oh well! I'll just get another one to play with. It's a moral I can say. As my character evolved and so are my beliefs and values in life. Funny how LIFE works, yesterday I was questioning the value of life but today,the next thing I knew, I was ending lives to see its value.

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