Edge of darkness

The cataclysmic shift

He started walking towards the mountain but before that he wanted to imprint the last impression of his home where his family started and ended. He rushed in the direction of his mansion. When he reached there, he pushed the door, although the door was not locked but its burnt joint made very eerie sounds while they moved to open the door. He went inside only to get a heart piercing pain.

The roof was torn apart in half, outer walls collapsed, his dear library destroyed inner house burnt. The whole mansion reeked of death and smelt like an unhygienic mortuary. His eyes reddened and he fought back his tears which were replaced soon by anger rising his body temperature. Whole mansion had been destroyed and there was nothing in good condition. He moved a bit right towards a wooden staircase just then he saw something shining among ashes below the stairs. He went near it and picked up a key which was blackened but still in good condition.

The round part of the key had a dragon mark just like the handle of his sword, he recognized this key more than anything else in that house at that moment. He moved towards a safe which had fallen on the floor breaking it. He inserted the key, rotated the dials to enter the password and opened it. There were two rings with some kind of unique stones, a silver dagger with a jade and diagrams of some flowers and a seal of the goddess ARTEMIS on its handle and a letter which was half burnt due to heat but not directly by fire.

He picked up the note, blew the dirt, ashes and something that glittered like powder which was purple and golden in colour off it and read it. The sentences and words in the note were not properly aligned and the upstrokes of the writing were shorter while downstrokes were somewhat longer and more curved, two different words were not separated but had trail marks of the motion of the pen between them which showed that person did not even minded to lift his hand much. The letter was legible but still was in very poor hand writing. The alphabets were not even properly written and the breadth and darkness of the ink were constantly changing with a little bit of zigzag patters that said the person's hands were shaking while she wrote the note.

He thus concluded that the person who wrote this letter was in a haste and he knew who wrote this letter although the lower half of it was destroyed. He knew this was Madonna's handwriting. Even after these many years, even if the handwriting was too much different than that of Madonna's. He knew she wrote this letter and he could feel her love, affection and anxiety as she wrote. He could feel her fear while she wrote the letter he cluthched the letter when he saw that inks at some places were smudged and round in shape like water drops fell on the parchment as the letter was being written, he could see her crying.

After he read the letter he threw it and balled his fist with such strength that nails pierced his palm and blood drops appeared in between the ridges of his fingers as they fell down on floor, he clenched his jaws with such force that they made cracking sounds. His face turned red, heart beat paced and ears became hot as the blood gushed inside his veins, he flinched his eyes to the extent that his eye balls hurt, he fell on his knees with a 'thud' and stayed in that position for a while.

After sometime he stood, with an expressionless face like that of a cyborg. He could feel nothing inside him, he felt as if only flames of revenge was flowing in his veins instead of blood, he knew the human inside him was dead. He knew he had changed.

Aobodaya was changed.