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One Weakness
If you had every power you could have, what would be your only weakness?
I never knew mine... until the end.
My life was already full of weaknesses - poverty, sickness and demarkation. I was ranked one of the street men, for I simply hoped for something good I could come across. I desired a single coin, a single hug, or a single cat to compliment on. If I could come across an opportunity to suicide, I would gladly take it, for my family, too, reject me. My wife and children... They are better off without me. Slowly the day darkened, leaving me in the depths of a backstreet alley. It left me wondering why I was fated this way... The Sun touched the horizon.
A bright light flooded the alley. I quickly shaded my eyes from the blinding force that rushed through my body. I felt amazed, empowered and at ease. I opened my eyes to see waves of light encircling my arms, all of different colours and energies. There was no pain; there was only enlightenment. I began losing sight at both ends of the alley. What is this? Is this my end?
'No,' replied a mysterious voice, 'You have been chosen.'
What have I been chosen for? I almost decided to take my own life, why would someone call me back to it? What purpose would I serve? I continued marvelling at the dancing ripples of light before hearing again that powerful voice.
'I have chosen you to save my people because you are humble and selfless.'
I called back, asking how I will come to save his "people". He confided to me that every force will be under my command, except time and dimension. However, he induced on me one weakness, which he described, 'A weakness you may never realise.' Then he departed, taking the flourishing light with him.
I examined my hands, seeing what kind of powers I was gifted with. I blinked once to find several trash bins igniting on fire. I looked around only to carve a melted line of bricks and metal. Lasers emitting out of my eyes! I blinked again, and the radiation stopped. Curiously, I attempted to pick up a large trash container. I lifted up far as it weighed nothing at all! I felt ecstatic and euphoric about my new abilities. I exited the dark alley and searched for adversaries.
I looked at several television stores to see the news. Several embezzlements and a bank robbery caught my eye all at once. I slowly lifted up my right hand... and snapped. The news began screeching about the perpetrators knocked unconscious. Excitement fuelled me, and I once again entered another dark alley to test more abilities.
I jumped from squatted position into the high skies, and soared above the clouds. I was in complete rapture, for God himself made me just like a superhero. A hero-turned homeless man saving humanity? I felt I could challenge any form of evil and corruption. Everything seemed possible in me, except for one thing.
What was my weakness? I stopped mid-air to think carefully. If I assessed every material or feeling that made me or my powers weaker, surely I would learn to overcome it, right? I began putting more focus into what could make me vulnerable, or in danger, by synthesizing possibly every material I could from thin air. Nothing. I combusted massive fission and fusion of particles right next to the surface of my skin. Nothing. I exposed on myself potential radiation and the worst diseases. Nothing again. I dived deep into the Earth's ground only to be invincible to the heat of the inner core. Perhaps my weakness did not reside on Earth. In order to protect humanity, I needed to use everything in my power to find out what I will be vulnerable to.
I left my planet towards the space. I could breathe normally as on the surface and wasn't exhausted while boosting towards the Sun. Close to the speed of light, I travelled across all the other three planets while thinking what other forces that could destroy me. My feelings were an amalgamation of fear, happiness, joy and wonder. I attempted to travel faster. Waves of light gave off colours distinct to each of my limbs, all directing back to the Earth. I thought about people on the surface wondering about the Sun changing colours, for I shall reveal to them soon that I will be their ultimate saviour. My family and children will be safe because of me. With full courage I plunged into the star.
Inside the unforgiving Sun, I remained confused. No single wound has been opened from all these forces. I felt I needed to dive deeper into space. Perhaps a black hole may suffice for a weakness, for no one would know what lies beyond. I needed to prove that black holes must be the only danger to my health and ability; therefore I treaded quickly outer space. What may seem like centuries travelling only appeared in seconds for me.
Determined to be damaged by a black hole, I encountered one nearby absorbing the remains of a dying star. I entered in, feeling a strong pulling force that almost threatened to tear my body apart. But it didn't. Still, I treaded forward into the core, also curious to find what it was like beyond. Before I could see my own universe depart from my sight, a familiar bright light opened up at the centre of the hole. Immediately all became bright again, and I shielded myself as well. The voice spoke again, but in an angry voice.
'You have failed in protecting my people.'
I was left in total shock and confusion. I questioned how I did fail, for I only seeked what would interfere with my defence. From the light, it seemed to have bled a hand that removed all of my powers, draining me of what strength I have left. The voice thundered.
'Your weakness was self-preservation. You were tempted to examine yourself before looking after others. My people have died long ago because of your actions to test your weakness, which caused their extinction.'
These were his last words before my sight faded. My selfishness was my weakness all along, and I only realised it in the end. I was given this once chance to redeem myself and it disappeared.
I opened up my eyes to find myself back in the darkness of the alley, completely ashamed of what I have done. Now I welcomed every opportunity of suicide that attempted to end my life. But after each time, I wake up again in the same alley alone and in pain. This was my end - a cycle of suffering for the harm I've done to humanity...
The voice watched from afar. He observed the man in the hospital accompanied by his wife and children. Before returning to His works, He woke the man up from his coma, and his cycle of pain was over.
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If you had every power you could have, what would be your only weakness?
I never knew mine... until the end.
My life was already full of weaknesses - poverty, sickness and demarkation. I was ranked one of the street men, for I simply hoped for something good I could come across. I desired a single coin, a single hug, or a single cat to compliment on. If I could come across an opportunity to suicide, I would gladly take it, for my family, too, reject me. My wife and children... They are better off without me. Slowly the day darkened, leaving me in the depths of a backstreet alley. It left me wondering why I was fated this way... The Sun touched the horizon.
A bright light flooded the alley. I quickly shaded my eyes from the blinding force that rushed through my body. I felt amazed, empowered and at ease. I opened my eyes to see waves of light encircling my arms, all of different colours and energies. There was no pain; there was only enlightenment. I began losing sight at both ends of the alley. What is this? Is this my end?
'No,' replied a mysterious voice, 'You have been chosen.'
What have I been chosen for? I almost decided to take my own life, why would someone call me back to it? What purpose would I serve? I continued marvelling at the dancing ripples of light before hearing again that powerful voice.
'I have chosen you to save my people because you are humble and selfless.'
I called back, asking how I will come to save his "people". He confided to me that every force will be under my command, except time and dimension. However, he induced on me one weakness, which he described, 'A weakness you may never realise.' Then he departed, taking the flourishing light with him.
I examined my hands, seeing what kind of powers I was gifted with. I blinked once to find several trash bins igniting on fire. I looked around only to carve a melted line of bricks and metal. Lasers emitting out of my eyes! I blinked again, and the radiation stopped. Curiously, I attempted to pick up a large trash container. I lifted up far as it weighed nothing at all! I felt ecstatic and euphoric about my new abilities. I exited the dark alley and searched for adversaries.
I looked at several television stores to see the news. Several embezzlements and a bank robbery caught my eye all at once. I slowly lifted up my right hand... and snapped. The news began screeching about the perpetrators knocked unconscious. Excitement fuelled me, and I once again entered another dark alley to test more abilities.
I jumped from squatted position into the high skies, and soared above the clouds. I was in complete rapture, for God himself made me just like a superhero. A hero-turned homeless man saving humanity? I felt I could challenge any form of evil and corruption. Everything seemed possible in me, except for one thing.
What was my weakness? I stopped mid-air to think carefully. If I assessed every material or feeling that made me or my powers weaker, surely I would learn to overcome it, right? I began putting more focus into what could make me vulnerable, or in danger, by synthesizing possibly every material I could from thin air. Nothing. I combusted massive fission and fusion of particles right next to the surface of my skin. Nothing. I exposed on myself potential radiation and the worst diseases. Nothing again. I dived deep into the Earth's ground only to be invincible to the heat of the inner core. Perhaps my weakness did not reside on Earth. In order to protect humanity, I needed to use everything in my power to find out what I will be vulnerable to.
I left my planet towards the space. I could breathe normally as on the surface and wasn't exhausted while boosting towards the Sun. Close to the speed of light, I travelled across all the other three planets while thinking what other forces that could destroy me. My feelings were an amalgamation of fear, happiness, joy and wonder. I attempted to travel faster. Waves of light gave off colours distinct to each of my limbs, all directing back to the Earth. I thought about people on the surface wondering about the Sun changing colours, for I shall reveal to them soon that I will be their ultimate saviour. My family and children will be safe because of me. With full courage I plunged into the star.
Inside the unforgiving Sun, I remained confused. No single wound has been opened from all these forces. I felt I needed to dive deeper into space. Perhaps a black hole may suffice for a weakness, for no one would know what lies beyond. I needed to prove that black holes must be the only danger to my health and ability; therefore I treaded quickly outer space. What may seem like centuries travelling only appeared in seconds for me.
Determined to be damaged by a black hole, I encountered one nearby absorbing the remains of a dying star. I entered in, feeling a strong pulling force that almost threatened to tear my body apart. But it didn't. Still, I treaded forward into the core, also curious to find what it was like beyond. Before I could see my own universe depart from my sight, a familiar bright light opened up at the centre of the hole. Immediately all became bright again, and I shielded myself as well. The voice spoke again, but in an angry voice.
'You have failed in protecting my people.'
I was left in total shock and confusion. I questioned how I did fail, for I only seeked what would interfere with my defence. From the light, it seemed to have bled a hand that removed all of my powers, draining me of what strength I have left. The voice thundered.
'Your weakness was self-preservation. You were tempted to examine yourself before looking after others. My people have died long ago because of your actions to test your weakness, which caused their extinction.'
These were his last words before my sight faded. My selfishness was my weakness all along, and I only realised it in the end. I was given this once chance to redeem myself and it disappeared.
I opened up my eyes to find myself back in the darkness of the alley, completely ashamed of what I have done. Now I welcomed every opportunity of suicide that attempted to end my life. But after each time, I wake up again in the same alley alone and in pain. This was my end - a cycle of suffering for the harm I've done to humanity...
The voice watched from afar. He observed the man in the hospital accompanied by his wife and children. Before returning to His works, He woke the man up from his coma, and his cycle of pain was over.
Jukebox music for the story
Took two hours to finish the paint.NET wallpaper, distorting lines really come in handy! Mine-imator is the perfect software for showcasing models in this kind of wallpaper if you ask me. Hope you enjoyed!
If you like this project, give it a diamond! If you want to see more of my work, subscribe!
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