Heights of Victory: the journey of Forgotten Few

In this perplexing scenario, submerged within the strange container brimming with the enigmatic green liquid, I couldn't shake the unsettling sensation shrouding my surroundings. Tubes linked to my navel and mouth restricted my respiration, etching discomfort into every breath. The all-encompassing coldness of the liquid pervaded my senses and sent shivers cascading through me.

Transparency veiled the container's walls, offering a murky window to the outside world. Yet, the green liquid tainted my vision with an emerald sheen, distorting my perception and curtailing my ability to discern the specifics of my environment. Straining my eyes in a futile attempt to navigate the obscure, my efforts were thwarted by the green haze.

Amidst the frustration surging within me, a flicker of recognition ignited. Adjacent to my confinement stood a mirror-image container housing a figure I swiftly identified as my brother. The familiarity of our shared memories, and our inseparable bond, confirmed his presence within this bizarre realm.

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily upon me, impelling a sense of urgency. We were bound together, and we needed to escape. The facility's notorious practice of suppressing the awakening of children, known as "late blooming," had been revealed to me through overheard conversations among scientists. Their warnings emphasized the potential dangers that our suppressed awakening posed to our lives. Alas, the pursuit of liberation seemed an insurmountable task within the confines of the awakening tube.

In the face of looming peril, time morphed into an invaluable currency. Every passing moment underscored the need for swift and calculated action. We could not afford to rely on external aid; our talents and resilience formed the bedrock of our survival.

As we patiently waited within the confines of the tube, my heart pounded with a mixture of fear and anticipation. I glanced over at my brother, his expression displaying determination and resolve. I knew then that we were in this together, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, no matter their difficulty or danger.

Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly became aware of two individuals dressed in white lab coats standing before a peculiar holographic window. One of them, a silver-haired woman with pale red eyes and an oval face, caught my attention. Her companion, a male with blue hair, dark black eyes, and fair skin, exuded an aura of authority. Intrigued, I couldn't resist overhearing their conversation.

In a voice filled with excitement, the woman turned to her companion and suggested, "Let's bet on who will awaken."

The man, his tone tinged with scepticism, responded, "Oh, so you're up for it. Well, you should know their awakening has been suppressed for five years. There's a minor chance they'll awaken, but a higher chance of death."

Aware of their discussion, my ears perked up. I had heard rumours of rare energies within us, which piqued my curiosity. The woman acknowledged this as she continued, "Yes, I know that, but I've heard they possess very rare energies."

"That means a greater chance of survival," the man admitted, considering the possibilities.

The woman's confidence shone through, as she playfully declared, "So, let's make this interesting. I bet both of them will awaken."

Amused by her assertion, the man responded, "I'm not sure where your confidence comes from, but let's do it." However, he paused and raised another question, his curiosity getting the better of him. "By the way, if they do have these rare energies, has the facility attempted to create their clones?"

The woman responded, "I'm not sure. I heard the attempts failed," providing him with the answer.

"Ah, well, no matter. Let's get this over with," the man uttered, his attention returning to the holographic window.

Time passed each second feeling like an eternity within the confines of the tube.

Suddenly An announcement has been made regarding a serious matter.

(The virus VK.003 is spreading within the facility.)

(As a result, all individuals are requested to refrain from any movement or conversation.)

(The subjects are to be held back and contained until further notice.)

The man ignored the voice and clicked the red. As he clicked, he exclaimed, "This virus is dangerous! How can they be this irresponsible?"

The woman answered with a simple "yes" and added, "The higher-ups should take some strict steps."

They started talking among themselves, discussing the severity of the situation and possible solutions to the problem. It was clear that the situation was serious and needed immediate attention.

I was awake, listening to their conversations about me and my brother. It was as if they were treating us like objects that could give them satisfaction to win, and indeed they were treating us like objects for betting. The bet was on our lives, whether my brother or I would survive this or not. I couldn't help but feel like they had control over our lives. It was a suffocating feeling, knowing that our fate was in their hands. As I continued to eavesdrop on their conversations, I couldn't help but feel more and more helpless. It was like they were playing some sort of game with us, and we were just pawns in their twisted bet. I didn't like it one bit, but there was nothing I could do except wait and hope that things would eventually get better. But deep down, I knew that was wishful thinking. The reality was that they had the power, and we were at their mercy.

As I continued to hear their conversations, it filled me with bitterness. Those fuckers were taunting me, making fun of me. I swore I would kill them if I survived this hell.

Suddenly, things took a turn for the worse. I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, then something started travelling through my body. It felt like fluid was travelling through a connected tube, entering my body through my navel, through my mouth, and elsewhere. I tried to scream, but couldn't make a sound. As the fluid entered my body, I felt a sense of dread wash over me. I didn't know what was happening.

The scene was chaotic as my body turned red in that green liquid container. I could see bubbles releasing from my body, and my brother, who was beside me, was in the same condition as I was. The pain was unbearable, and I couldn't help but curse at the men and women who put us in this situation.

"F*ck you all! I will kill you when I get out of here. I will destroy every single one of you!" I gurgled in the container, but the pain only increased. The bubbles releasing from my body seemed to be increasing as well.

The situation was dire, and I could feel myself getting weaker by the second. I tried to focus on my breathing, but it was becoming more and more difficult. I could feel the liquid container around me closing in, suffocating me.

All I could think of was how I was going to get out of this mess alive. The pain was too much to bear, and I could feel myself slipping away. I closed my eyes and prayed for a miracle.

The pain was unbearable. It felt like a fiery liquid was being injected into every single cell of my body. The intensity of it was beyond anything I had ever experienced before. My muscles were tensed up, and my nerves were on fire. It was as if someone was trying to torture me from the inside out. Every breath I took was a struggle, and I felt like I was drowning in my agony. I tried to focus on something, anything, to distract myself from the pain, but it was all-consuming. I felt helpless and trapped in my own body, unable to escape the torture that I was enduring.

The pain continued to consume me, and I cursed the terrible place. I vowed to kill every single member of this godforsaken place, including their last remaining blood relative. I would torture them fully and take joy in every single moment of their suffering.

Suddenly, I heard a sound in my head. I opened my eyes to see a holographic window in front of me, despite thinking my eyes were closed. The message I read:

["Awakening detected."]

With a resounding boom, my body glowed with a dark light. Beside me, I observed my brother's container glow in pure white light.

I watched in awe as my body continued to glow, and the holographic window kept displaying messages. I didn't understand what was happening, but I could feel a surge of power coursing through my veins. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, and for a moment, I forgot about the pain.

["Awakening detected.]

[Access to innate planetary traits granted.]

[Connecting to the All-in-One Celestial Spark.]

[Error encountered.]

[Higher level energy detected.]

[Scanning the body.]

As the scanning process continued, I could feel my body changing. It was like every cell in my body was being reprogrammed, and I was becoming something else entirely. The pain had subsided, and I felt more powerful than ever before.

Finally, the holographic window displayed a message that caught my attention.

[Scan completed.]

[Unable to identify the nature and rank of energy.]

[The energy is sealed. Searching for a compatible name for the sealed energy.]

[Search initiated.]

[The energy has similar traits as void energy.]

BoOm--

With a loud boom, the container I was in collapsed, as did my brother's container. We both fell to the ground. The man and woman present said, '