I am the cherished dream

In the heart of darkness lies the heart of light

In between death lies the hope of life

What is the use of war, if it does not give glory

The endless whispers of the fallen plunge into madness

Is it better to die or better to live?

This universe is water, shaken at the slightest touch

In the name of glory and fame men waste their lives

In such a cruel and dark world where there is no hope

What is better than a simple embrace of kindness?

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Trigon prison -parallel earth

In the dark emptiness of a prison lies a prisoner who was young, but do not mistake him for an ordinary juvenile because he is someone who killed people in cold blood.

His life may seem ordinary to others but it was extraordinary to him.

He remembers how everything looked like when he was born it was all black and white.

Then, after a sudden sleep, he awoke as a 5-year-old, remembering nothing about his previous years.

He now apparently had a brother who was treated better by everyone. He was being compared to the brother he wasn't even familiar with.

Throughout the years, people just told him he had poor academic skills. This was not his fault; the teachers were always bent on comparing him with his brother, so much so that he started hating himself. He felt alone in this world.

Everyone was praising his brother so much that he discovered that there was no one taking his side. Was he destined for a path of being compared to his brother forever?

His parents, without a thought for him, wrote all their assets to his younger brother, leaving him nothing.

He then asked his parents about this injustice and they said, "You can't handle money. Leave it to your younger brother and if you need it... Won't your brother give the money to you"

He then understood, understood that his parents were not understanding him.

One day, when his brother was sitting near the table fan, he pushed his brother's hand into the fan, but luckily for the brother, the fan was weak. And it only cut his finger slightly causing him to bleed but not die.

No one knew of this because his parents were not present at that time and his brother was too young to recognize the wicked intentions of his brother.

He started bullying the weak. People didn't bother him because they were deceived by his kind appearance.

But due time his kind appearance was replaced by a dull and paranoid persona with eyes which seem to have no light in it.

This caused problems for him, as everyone who was with him when he was young left him now, and the new people bullied him as they feared his strength, they threatened him with words.

"You can only use your strength, you brute. You can't defeat us in a battle of wits. So you are stupid"

When he heard this, he was conflicted; due to his low self-esteem and him not wanting to insult others badly, the others always bullied him, and this caused him to know the horrors of human nature.

So one day, when he was being bullied on the bus, he pushed the bully, causing the bully to fall out of the bus and have a fracture in his leg, which led to a huge ordeal.

Eventually, every day of his life was filled with tears of humiliation and the subdued wrath of cruelty. He enjoyed the moment when the bully fell off the bus, but he thought badly of himself and just subdued.

One time, he was hit by a van, but he survived with only a hit to the head, and his arms hurt.

He indulged in the world of fiction to escape from reality; he loved to read wish fulfilment because he could insert himself into the main character of the novels.

There, he developed his anti-social nature, which led to him falling further down the social ladder.

There wasn't a day in the real world where he didn't weep, it eventually reached a point where he couldn't cry anymore.

He didn't want to talk, and his voice became low; he didn't like people shouting, so he became someone who hated people shouting at him.

He eventually contemplated suicide, thinking that at least in the next life, he would live in a better world.

But eventually stopped thinking about dying when he was introduced to the concept of god he imagined.

The god possessed dark fur, the face of the god like a dog; he wore ornaments of gold and a blue amulet, and his tongue and eyes were blood red. He was always with him.

He stopped him from committing suicide by saying.

Mara pov

"Do you think I brought you into this world so you would kill yourself? No, every life in this world has a meaning; find your meaning. Live with your ideals. Make yourself an interesting character. Enjoy this world without caring about the pathetic society and live happily"

When I heard him, I cried tears of joy for the first time in my life and lived the entire day smiling. The god eventually disappeared and then I started planning to kill my brother, who was a hindrance to my happiness.

I made the shower give out water so hot to burn his skin, but he escaped with only his chest burning; his face didn't burn. What a plot armor.

Then I tried killing him several times but failed until one normal day I heard my brother had died in an accident! That day the god came and told me "You planned to kill your brother but failed, so I killed him"

Hearing this, I thanked him and attended the brother's funeral. Everyone was crying, but I was silently enjoying the death of my brother in the heart. Then the next day, thinking I would be free, I went to college, but I was wrong.

That day, I had a great fight, taking the arms and eyes of the ones who bullied me in anger. All the while, I only had a broken nose and a slight scar on my neck.

But the police arrested me and my family disowned me. Everything I built was falling apart. I couldn't even express my anger; I couldn't be free even after that bastard died. What is the thing I was hoping for in life? Happiness.

I couldn't gain happiness every day, it was my delusion. All that was left was just a day of boredom in the prison. Will life always try to make me suffer?

I couldn't even express my emotions, if I indulged in them, I would be the stupid, useless trash that is born in this society. That was what I was deemed by society and the people around me.

A man can't even cry in such a society; men don't cry, right?

But I thought differently. Finally, the hate for myself was gone, and I hated the world. I was a hero driven by society to a path of darkness.

Well, it is better to live just to make this society suffer. I hated revenge, but what I was doing was not revenge. What I was doing was justice, I will end the injustice that is in this world. By becoming justice.

Well, another point of my delusion, but it was fun; by the world, I mean the society itself, not the earth itself, because the earth was a beautiful place without the plague that is destroying it slowly.

Then the god came back

"Despite your brother dying, you were not able to find happiness. So I am here to tell you, the world is going to fall". He said as I stared in shock and confusion.

"The world will fall, and with it, everything you've known. But from the ashes, you can rise. I will grant your greatest dream and then you may become me." I didn't understand what he said about me becoming him.

Suddenly, the prison walls shook with the force of an earthquake. A strange, unnatural fire lit up the night sky in hues of red and violet, illuminating the fear in the prisoners' eyes. Outside his window, he saw seven suns hanging in the sky, each glowing with the colour of the rainbow. The air filled with the screams of people being torn apart by massive, unseen forces.

The cell doors, locked so tightly before, swung open. Chaos erupted, Prisoners rushed out only to be met with guards attempting to contain them. Amidst the confusion, he watched a creature, shadow-like and immense, descend from the sky, hovering above the courtyard. Its voice echoed through the air, a sound that was both guttural and strangely melodic.

"Children of man," it boomed, "the gods have abandoned you. They have deemed you unworthy; consumed by your ego, you have tarnished the creation. Now, bear the weight of your Sins."

One of the prisoners, still skeptical despite the monstrous being before him, laughed. "Gods? You're nothing but an alien or a demon. There's no god. We create gods in our image, in our minds."

The creature turned to him, an eerie smile stretching across its shadowed face. With a slight tilt of its head, it muttered something which I heard clearly 'die', and the man's head exploded, spraying blood across the courtyard. Silence followed as the other prisoners cowered, paralyzed with fear.

The creature continued. "You speak of god as if he is yours to define. A god is a force, impartial and unfeeling. He created you, but he is no slave to you. Your arrogance, your cruelty-it has tainted his creation. Now, suffer the consequences."

Then flames erupted from everywhere. "The gods are sacrificing themselves to end everything. Meaning now neither me nor you can escape. This is our end" the creature said in shock.

Then the flames burnt the shadow; as he wailed in agony he burned, which turned him to ashes. These flames were burning everything. Even the young prisoner, as the young prisoner screamed and burnt in pain. His body was deformed as he was turning into ashes. Just then he heard a voice.

"What is yours is yours, what is mine is also yours. Take everything of me and have fun"That was the voice of my god

Then everything turned to Ashes.

End of chapter 1