The rotting stench awakened him in his deep slumber. He almost vomited, as he open his weary eyes. His blurred sight then roamed around the unknown setting. The murky, dreadful place is not recognizable by his thoughts. As the haziness created by his own mind faints, he sensed that he was in a passageway. He was in a much stretched slightly dimmed tunnel channeling to nothingness. Perplexed by the sudden shift of worlds, he rose up, looked directly at the nomadic trail, then started walking.
Walking through the aisle, he was restless, still agitated by what has happened to him. The confusing notion became clear when the slimy walls of the passageway flashed his memories, his long gone memories. He was an optimistic lad back then. He takes every great opportunity as a challenge, as he enjoys every moment of his life in its finest. Love, kindness, pride and passion constitutes him. But the tides of life then roamed in his oceans. The occurrences of opportunities became stresses, problems then pain. He cannot cope with the miserable situation he is into. Still he was expecting that everybody or at least somebody will guide him in this difficult journey of life. But sadly, no one did. He was left alone, unaided by nobody. Depression overwhelmed within him. His resistance then declined. Diversity of ailments then conquered his feeble state. Day after day his condition worsens. He cannot withstand with this anymore. He cannot endure the aching pain, the despair and the solitude that he was bearing. Then, a lifeless corpse was found awkwardly hanging. No one mourned at it. No melancholic moment, no grieving.
Then the flashes slowly faded.
Now, blaming himself for his mad, selfish act, there was nothing that he could do. He cannot believe in his deepest thoughts that his mortal days were gone. Extreme emotions then filled his emptiness. The tempest sensations within him turned into foolishness, rage, then shame. He started running to nowhere as tears flowed endlessly in his cold face. Then, he unconsciously collided with something. His swollen body then knocked at the crooked freezing ground.
He returned to his senses when a gateway suddenly unlocks, radiantly giving him light. The luminous light brightens the dark, mysterious world that he was into. He then saw a Goddess, face so fair and her skin was as white as snow.
The presence of the Goddess somewhat ease the torment that he was suffering. He was not afraid of the deity for there was an indistinct bond. He was empowered by the gladness that filled his worn-out heart. Then, without having a hesitation in his frail mind, he surrendered himself at the Divine Being. The Goddess was smiling at him; but silently, mockingly laughs at him as she embraces her now reaped soul. The flame blazes, engulfing them, as the gateway seals its tarnished, aged doors into oblivion.
