Rapture

Prologue

Vince stared out at the dark night staring out into the city. "The end is the beginning." the words left his lips in a soft murmur to not awaken the woman in the bed near him. In that consciousness, he looked back at her. This woman was his mother. She was pregnant with a child and the day that child would be born would be the day that Vince died. The universe worked in mysterious ways and he thought of all that he had been through up until this point. The people that he had met and the beauty that he had created was unparalleled and would never be known to anyone but his 2 children.

A memory came to mind of before he left to sit in this room with his mother to watch his own birth unfold and let the universe erase him but create him at the same time. "I have to leave and I won't return. This day has been coming and I used to dread it. I really did. Thinking back to how all of this started, where I wanted to die and I tried to take my life, now I arrive at the most unique death in the whole universe and not a soul but you 2 will ever know. I haven't been the best father in this vast eternity and i've had little guidance to give you in this life. I didn't know what I was doing myself and yet here I was creating life. Creating this beautiful piece of myself that could only follow my clumsy steps in this life. I'm so proud of both of you for becoming the amazing people that you have become today and I know I can leave this dimension of reality in your hands until I come again. Until the day you meet your birth just as I'm about to. Please look after me and guide me to the path forward. Looking back to a lot of my life, I realize that a lot of my life's major pushed to get where I am today came from some source that I couldn't explain. After centuries of thinking of it and considering the possibilities, I've come to a conclusion that it's you that will set that into motion. Please do not consider this to be a death. All that this will be is a beginning on a path that sets this infinite cycle. So long as we maintain the cycle of our existence, we have no worries for us sharing the same fate that the goddess of dawn had to pay. I trust you with my life Bobby... Alice... I love you. Now, Always, and forever. Even if one of us eventually slips and we meet the same end, just know that I will not love you any less and I will hold you close as eternity unfolds upon us.". They stared in tears through Vinces speech to them and they did the most meaningful thing that they could think to do: They hugged him and they didn't say a word. Because in a moment that no words could possibly define, in a universe that words cannot possibly describe in any language, truth speaks in silence. That belief had given the 3 of them everything that they needed in their whole lives.

Vince sat on the window sill with a smile on his face thinking of all the good, the bad, and in between. "this is not the end" he whispered. "who are you" his mom woke up. "just someone special coming to say goodbye" Vince was surprised that his mother woke up. "I don't know how I know but you're my son." she spoke in a groggy groan. Vince was silent. "Tell me something before you go son. Was I a good mom?" Her voice started to sound more awake. "The best" Vince cried. "I'm scared that I'm going to hurt him. I've been through so much s**t through my life that I don't know if I have what it takes to do this." she sat up and her head sank in doubt. She looked to the side of the bed that was empty "working again. I feel like I'm going to be doing this alone.". Vince didn't have the heart to tell her about what would unfold but he had to say something. "People go into parenthood thinking that they need to be these perfect people. You care very deeply and you don't want to make mistakes and hurt the people you care about. But you will. Not because you're not enough. Not because you're inherently bad. But because you're learning every day. Even the mistakes that we make on a regular basis will teach us. I can't tell you that you won't make mistakes and I can't tell you that you won't pay for those mistakes. But I can tell you that through everything, I saw that you were just doing what you thought to be right and best for me. I can't tell you what the future holds for you because I fear the consequences of such an action. I will tell you from my interpretation that being my mother was the most important thing in this whole world to you. I know that with every ounce of my being because you showed me every day. This will be the first and not the last time I say this. I love you mom". Vince jumped out the window and as he was leaving, his dad pulled up at the house and he had to hide. He thought to himself of all the accusations that my dad had of my mom cheating on him. Maybe they weren't wrong, but Vince certainly wasn't helping her case here. His dad inched towards where he was hiding like he had heard him until he heard a scream from the house and rushed up the stairs to tend to his wife.

Vince knew exactly what that cry meant. It was time and a tight fear ripped into his chest not knowing what a death like this would feel like. He had always theorized that if the universe was cyclical, that his death would be like memory loss. Like moving forward in life feeling like you should know something but it hasn't quite scratched the surface of the mind. Never the less, Vince was still terrified of not existing in this current form. This was one thing that he didn't have an understanding of. There was a vast and incomprehendable understanding of the cosmos in that brain of his and yet, his own existence was a doubt within this plane of knowledge. He decided he would spend his last moments walking through the home that he grew up in. It had been so long but as he walked right through the doors, memories of his whole life on earth flooded his mind. It was as if he was human again or just a reiteration that he always was just a human. So many called him a god but he never believed it even after all this time. He stared in the mirror and became what he always was. He wasn't a god, he was simply a child. He closed his eyes and felt this warm darkness. A sensation that was a tight constriction but it felt nourishing and sweet. Light swept over his body in this overwhelming state that had become his existence. "Where am I?" he tried to open his eyes and become himself again but he watched as everything he held most important through his life wilted away from his memories. This cascade brought only one sensation when it was over, he cried and a baby was born.