IDOLIZING CHAOS

Aeries Conviction

Please, I can pay for the sweet’s he took, just leave my boy alone”

“Forget it, forget it. I’ll just let him off, only because he is still under aged and wasn’t taught that greed is the greatest sin of all. But yes you’ll have to pay for all the sweets he carried, you know I can’t resell this things, especially when he had put them in his boxers…. Who would dare buy such things again from me” The woman immediately took out her purse and brought out some measly wrapped notes to pay.

    “Kid! Take your filthy clothes and never step a foot into this stall ever again!"

      Seeing how poor the woman was, the seller harshly rebuked both mother and son and even jeered at them. The child still in his mother’s embrace, clenched his fist tightly and swore that when he became rich, he would personally tow down that stall. He would become rich so that nobody would ever talk to his mother like that ever again.

        He was very angry then, but despite how he may feel, no words came out of his mouth except the occasional sobbing. He too knew how wrong it was to steal something, although seeing his sister how sneaking towards them he wanted to just let every thing out and tell his mother that she was the reason why, but still he did not, because at the end of everything he still stole, and he was caught! He knew that a thief had no say in his judgment in these parts of the country, whatever the reason.

                His mother took both son and daughter back home without saying a thing. The bright eyed kid could only constantly look at his dismayed mother’s face and curse himself. If only he had knew this would happen today, he would never have agreed to go.

             This was all his sister’s fault. She was the first person to start this despicable act. 4 months prior to this, she had took him to a stall and taught him all the basics,  as soon that stall’s seller went in, she had immediately stuffed everything into her underwear also, telling him ‘not too much or you’ll be caught you hear, just take as they won’t notice’. Since then, she had been constantly pushing him to steal more sweets; the reason why he had never sold her out and also always did as she had asked was simply because she was his sister, his family. Right from small he had always been very close and vulnerable to his family, never saying No to them no matter the request, and his sister knew this, and she lured him with that bait.

                He immediately received slaps from his disappointed father when he got home; his mother then got enraged and took his father to their room to try to talk to him and calm him down, unfortunately that didn’t work and even seemed to rile him up more, a loud slap was later heard from the bright eye kid’s parent room causing both of his siblings to stare at him with piercing glare.

Immediately after his mother soon came out with her usual calm and composed face, although the result of what happened was deeply imprinted on her face as a deep red mark.

             His mother then took him aside and when they were alone, she broke down in tears and brought both of them to their knees and started praying for him, she was a very pious believer, she prayed aloud, saying that whatever ‘demon of stealing’ that had been controlling her boy all this while, let it be destroyed and burnt through the nine hells. While she was praying earnestly, the little kid was staring at the slap mark on his mother’s face, while thinking to himself ‘one day, just one day all of this is going to pass’ he controlled the urge to spill out everything and tell his mother that the devil she had been casting all this while was her daughter, and prayed to the heavens to just please enrich his family, he of course did not want any complicated things people usually prayed for, his was just simple, “Money” that was what his family needed now,

                But that prayer was never answered and his family’s debt still growing while his father started drinking more and his brother was always only striking out at him, using all the remaining opportunities he had to doggedly strife to be in the military even though he never met the mark in their physical test.

This was the first time this bright eyed boy had really thought of ending it all, he was only 5.

   Aeries sighed again, when looking at your memories from a third person’s point of view many things seem to be clearer and even the need to change things would become more disturbing. Now he was in his father’s body and still no matter how he tried everything was just the same as it was back then, no scene missing.

     He still remembers what happened next. Even though he had vowed never to get into trouble for anything, was still betrayed and accused falsely of stealing back in high school. And even when he had said he would get rich so as to not make the only person he had ever cared about suffer, in the end his mother still grew ten years older with every passing year, and his life savings never got higher past the monthly wages of the lowest ranked civil officer. And then……….. he died, he died filled with regrets and what ifs.

                Aeries knew the pain of death more than anyone else and did not want to feel the regrets in passing away ever again. That’s why now that he had been given a second chance, he would do all he could plus extra to change his fate and the fate of his loved ones…. Heavens Can’t Stop me!!!

   Aeries woke up with renewed vigor and saw himself clenching his fists tightly till blood flooded all his hands. ! Never again did he want to feel that kind of Helplessness again in his life. And that's why he would keep on killing till he formed a sea of blood around him, keep on growing stronger until he could raise his hands in disdain towards the heaven..... It's his story now.