Fortunately and finally, the auras cannot withstand the realms of my
walls. They are too strong this time. My walls have been specially impacted by
years upon years of mental dedication. Strength: That is what has brought me so
far. Passion: That is so deadly that it also has to be consumed in the
temptation of my walls. Fear: That is what drives me into yearning for mercy.
If only these did not all have to be consumed. So sad. But it was mandatory for
victims like me who were infected by these auras to accomplish. The process of
so being is cruel, but aren’t the auras much worse? They are all brutally
intensified until their entire being corrupts to nothing. A Pure man once said,
“Power. A light upon dark, a tear upon dry, a life upon death. It interrupts nature
and senses of serenity. Power is crime. It comes in many ways, forms, sizes. It
is disease! Killing people, animals. Triggers of this awful sensation are the
true evil. Our auras.” As this man has hinted, we must dig to the root! Kill it
before it can breathe. We are all infected by these auras. They make us do
things we want, or desire. Things that we don’t, or are forced upon. They are
evil.
Auras have been sifting among our kind for
generations. Looking for prey to devour. At an early age of innocence, we are
informed to kill them before they kill us. If not, we are held captive by them
and police forces will subtract them from society. We take no risks. They are
too manipulative, dangerous. To contain their forces is compared to containing
the Earth’s rotation. But we have even accomplished that. Power is not to be
taken lightly and is a serious matter that can easily overthrow everything our
society has achieved. But Auras do not even obey or understand that! They do as
they please. And that has to be stopped immediately. They are risky.
If an Aura has infected someone, and they cannot
eliminate it to oblivion soon, they are to contain them peacefully. Most people
have been killed in the process. It was their own fault, and I cannot change
what has already been done. An Aura is a mistake, and mistakes aren’t to be
cleaned. They are stains that are to be shown in society for us to study. We
take all precautions of necessity. They are strong.
I can only think of one person who has supposedly
contained Auras. But it does not matter because either way, he was sent
elsewhere where the Auras can’t reach us. We do not need any more, they
multiply into millions of particles when desired. They are fast.
Luckily, I have ridden mine into a void, but they
always seem to come back. Mine have been gone for an hour now. Wait. They are smart.
No matter how many years I study, they come back.
Why? They are me.
Gee wilicurs! That was crazy good.
ReplyDeleteThanks Alex!
DeleteGee wilicurs is right!
ReplyDeleteThat's mind blowing! Really good job!!!
ReplyDeleteYou guys are strange. but Tori, that's a really good story. It's so cool, but weird at the same time. Awesome!
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