Thor Blerster
"There Is a Hell, Believe Me, and I’ve Seen It. There Is a Heaven, Let’s Keep It as a Secret."
Fifty Days For Conspiracy
Prologue
11.00 P.M
Naruki City
The secret is how to die. Since the beginning of time, the secret had always been how to die. The Babylonians, Mayans, Egyptians, Greek mystical and the entire ancient world wanted to know how to die. Some ancients thought that, because Ave ate the apple, people started to die on. But that was an idiotic concept that foolish people made. People should die to make the earth more balance and to reduce the earth population. More than that people should know about coming apocalypse. That was heading towards earth on 2012.12.21. People all thought that it would be the end of the human race, but they were all very wrong. It never came...
In Greek an Apocalypse was the meaning of ("lifting of the veil" or "revelation") is a disclosure of something hidden from the majority of mankind in an era dominated by falsehood and misconception, i.e. the veil to be lifted. By extension, apocalypse can refer to any End Time scenario or to the end of the world in general. People thought that the world they knew would end in 2012 but it never happened. The scientist made another theory saying that the world would end in another 100 years which was very true. But For Mario De Silfernadez, the world ended soon than he had anticipated...
Mario De Silfernadez never knew the rightful method of dying. Nor, he never wanted to die in such a young age. But this day, he was gonna learn the secret that baffled every mystic in the ancient world and the modern world. The secret is how to die. He was running through the streets of Colombo. There was no one to be seen at this kind of hour. It was 11.45 PM. He was running to his life. The streets were quite dark, except for the lights that were on in the street. Taking a turn towards a dark corner, Mario looked at his killer. He was nowhere to be found. He was lucky; Mario had struck a dead end. The wall was 15 feet high and smooth. There was no way of climbing it. Mario felt something, coming from his back. The dark senses were closing in. He knew that the attacker would never obtain what he had come for. A moment later, however the figure produced a blade and brought it to Mario's Face. The blade hovered. Carefully and surgically. Mario screamed, but it was too late, he now knew how to die...
Chapter 1; Erinnerungen Im Regen.
Meditation is any form of a family of practices in which practitioners train their minds or self-induce a mode of consciousness to realize some benefit. The English meditation is derived from the Latin meditatio, from a verb meditari, meaning "to think, contemplate, devise, ponder, and meditate". Meditation is generally an inwardly oriented, personal practice, which individuals do by themselves. Prayer beads or other ritual objects are commonly used during meditation. Meditation may involve invoking or cultivating a feeling or internal state, such as compassion, or attending to a specific focal point. The term can refer to the state itself, as well as to practices or techniques employed to cultivate the state.
As a tradition in his family he was used to mediate every month in his back-porch. This time he made a very exceptional sacrifice by meditating for more 6 months non-stop. He never knew, how he did it, but he just did. He drank nor water or ate nor food. Yet, he had the energy to meditate more. He wanted spiritual enlightenment in himself. Yet, he knew that he could not gain with a mere mediating consciousness. He knew that he had to do more. More greater than anything he had done on his life. But he knew one thing for certain as well. He was not yet, ready! It was not yet, time! The truth however, was stranger still.
As they say, "A man cannot be comfortable without his own approval."
The sun was shining bright through the clouds. The birds were flying over the sky, merrily. It was a beautiful day. Or was it? Udarsha, the former captain commander of the soul society was lying on a comfortable chair near his garden. He was reading a book while he lay. Getting bored of the book he simply took a small lighter and lit it up a cigarette. Udarsha closed his eyes as he took another drag on his cigarette, the harsh bite of the tobacco tempered by the calming effect of the nicotine. The peaceful feeling coursed through him, slowly filling him with a blissfully soothing effect that allowed him to view everything around him clearly for a few all too brief seconds. Udarsha was not a smoker, at all. He would only smoke once a month and so. And today it was the day to do some serious smoking.
As he smoked he started to think about the enemies he has met during the past couple of years. They were all exciting but boring as hell. As he was regaining his thoughts, he came upon a incident that happened two or three months ago. It was quite a repugnant incident. Which was filled with blood-shed as well? Taking another drag on the cigarette, his thoughts traveled back at time, where there were no rules....
It was a day that he could godly remember. It was 9.00 P.M. in human hours. Udarsha was fighting a fighting a Demi-Hollow, near the streets. There were no humans to be seen so it was okay. The hollow was medium sized bipedal Hollow with a mask resembling the face of a frog and two long extensions coming out the sides of its mask, resembling pigtails. Even though, it was small it was strong. Just barely... He knew he could kill the hollow with one strike from his Zanpakutō, but he wanted to have some fun with it. So Udarsha meddled with it first. He never knew that he was being watched...
The human was covering himself by the over-hanging lamp post. Where he thought would give him some cover. But he never knew that the person he was messing with was good in finding the awareness of slight spiritual presence.
Udarsha who meddling with the hollow was surprised to find a spiritual pressure near him. It was not immense or strong but it was barley normal. Seeing that this would turn bad, he immediately stabbed the demi-hollow with his Zanpakutō. Where it slowly faded away. After the killing it, Udarsha slowly turned himself towards the lamp post where the person was hiding as he walked. Calmly he walked towards the post. He anticipated the person to run after seeing him walking towards him. Just as that the unknown person started to sprint away from Udarsha. Making a smile on his face, Udarsha a started to run normally towards the man so he could catch up with him. "This is gonna be fun..."
Fear is a distressing negative sensation induced by a perceived threat. It is a basic survival mechanism occurring in response to a specific stimulus, such as pain or the threat of danger. In short, fear is the ability to recognize danger leading to an urge to confront it or flee from it (also known as the fight-or-flight response) but in extreme cases of fear (terror) a freeze or paralysis response is possible. The person who had seen Udarsha had it. He was running for his life. As for Udarsha he was keeping pace as he ran. He knew that he could catch the person by doing a simple, "Fast step", but he wanted to have fun. "You can run. But you can't run forever..."
Exhausted of running, the human fell towards the ground with a hard thud on his knee. He knew he had been followed so he started to crawl to the nearby lamp post where he could get a good view of his follower. Frightened more and more the human start to embrace him in fear as he heard the soft sound of footsteps coming near and near him. "W-who's t-there?" the human said with a more frightened voice. "Your father." Udarsha said sarcastically as he took his Zanpakutō from his hilt and pointed the end of the blade to the pavement where it made a slashing sound. "Who are you?" the human asked again, his eyes wide open. Udarsha grinned and said slowly, "Who am I? How can you ask such a stupid question? I am who I am!"
The boat was racing towards the sea at full speed. The sea was rough and heavy but the boat managed. There were only two people on board. And they were; Udarsha and another unknown human. After traveling about 2Km from the shore, Udarsha stopped the boats engine and looked at the corpse. Bloody liquid was following from his throat. It was a clean blade that went through the person throat. "Such an repugnant kill!" Udarsha thought as he viewed the sea. There were sharks about and they needed to be careful. With a sign Udarsha crouched down and looked at the corpse again as he took his Zanpakutō again slowly and started to cut the body in pieces. 1st, he took the eyes balls and slices it in pieces then he started to cut open his face, stomach, sections... As time went by, Udarsha was available to cut the whole body in 70 pieces where he would dump it all in the sea were the Sharks would eat. He knew one thing well. that he killed, the human with a smile on his face.
Udarsha had faced a lot of enemies and so he has killed them brutally and sadistically. But for a couple of months from now he was lacking fights. He had no one to fight with but he knew one thing; that someone was heading his way...
"There are more dead people than living. And their numbers are increasing. The living are getting rare."
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