welcome, true believers, to my realm of imagination!

actually you just have to scram whether you like it or not... i don't want this blog to be public just yet. but when i'm done writing my fictions, that's the time when i'll show the world the URL of this freaking notebook.

but if you wanna read on, that's fine with me. comments are gladly appreciated. constructive criticism is just a euphemism for harsh words. but i don't really care!

so that's it. farewell!

peace.love.empathy
zed

"she's in every word of your imagination."

Once in the streets of Heaven lived a girl named Amelia.

Amelia was the brightest star that shone in Heaven. Her night gown is yellow scattered with glitters all over. As the nights went by, more and more people were amazed by Amelia, because of her unreachable beauty. The other stars were happy and proud of her, because every time she shone, she gleamed with peace.

One unusual night in Heaven, Amelia stopped shining. Everyone wondered why.

"Why are you low and gloomy tonight?” asked one star to Amelia.

“I saw a child in the world die today. He was only 7 years old, and he died because of a terrible disease. I wished to help him, but I am too young to go down to earth and search for the poor child,” said Amelia.

“Oh, I see,” replied the star.

Amelia parted ways with the other stars. As soon as she got home, she kneeled down on her knees and prayed to God.

“Lord, please help me. I want to be with the child who died, because I want to help him. I ask for this as your humble servant, for although I am a star, I am still a child of Yours. No matter how much of a shining star I am, I still need you in my life. Please help me, God. Amen.”

And as soon as her prayer ended, Amelia tucked herself in her bed sheets and slept. For once in Heaven’s history, the brightest star ceased to shine. Everyone was affected.

The next day, Amelia woke up and went outside. She saw the little boy, formerly diseased, now alive. The little boy came to Amelia and held on to her. They hugged each other, and finally, Amelia broke free of the sadness. She shone the brightest, again. Everyone was joyous, so they celebrated by forming a constellation for the world.

“Thank you, Lord,” said Amelia. She was grateful for everything that the Lord has done to her.

Then, Amelia and the little boy lived happily ever after.

the year 2007. miracle drugs had been invented - from aids-curing antibiotics to anti-cancer pills. there was no disease impossible not to be diagnosed. every cancer had a cure, every pill was a god.

but the best seller was named "murder." for it killed the god of nightmares, phobetor. a mad scientist named hojo had created this monster against recurring nightmares, reason is his he had been sick of his patients bugging him about weird dreams. some have even had history of insomnia.

murder is the reason why phobetor had been casted into hell. saint peter in the lifeline depository decided to throw phobetor to hell, due to all the madness he had created in the world. thus, morpheus, phobetor's father, had summoned me to bring his son back.

i said why not? i've been a daredevil since forever. ... well that's not the only reason. i have nothing to lose.

the clock was ticking back and forth. not rewinding to the past nor travelling time, just back and forth. every move i made was watched by my own mind, carefully criticized and slowly thought. i was aware of everything around me, the revolver laid in my right hand and loose bids from a broken necklace on my left. all of my actions i made sure they were right, making sure that i will not make the same mistake twice.

carefully pacing through the dark ante-hell creatures, i shot them down one by one, cracking a smile for every soul tortured. it didn't really matter how much i enjoyed the kills, because they were already dead. but in the back of my heart, an angel had touched me.

couldn't be, i said, no can angel can do. but this one angel was so sacred, serenading my ear with her laugh. her name was aurora, suddenly the name rang a bell. she was my former love - back on earth. the paradigm shift had only occupied a quarter of my brain. nonetheless, i started to recall who aurora really was.

i met her in the train station down below. the smell of rush our and ignorance had corrupted my senses, it was one of my earliest days in the town. as the train passed me by, i saw aurora inside. i ran for her (imagine how crazy i was for her then), and i caught up. that's where the epic began.

we were 15 and invincible, almost. from the peaks of the world to the fires of hell, i sang songs for her - all about her. but earthly paradoxes had divided our own world into two, leaving me only a half of my human heart. if it weren't for me, she wouldn't be an angel. as it was expected, she got the better half. left me alone here on earth, she decided to reside with the angels.

lucifer, the bearer of light, had fallen in love with aurora. but there was something wrong in heaven. god cast him away for being disobedient. you know the rest. so heaven's hottie creates his own evil empire with all his bull crap... and takes aurora with him.

i was left all alone for 7 years. subconsciously waiting for aurora to come, but at the same time trying not to think about her. suddenly this guy named morpheus appears in my dreams. he says i can bring back aurora if i went through hell - literally. i sounded like a hitman for hire, i really did. there was a catch in the deal. morpheus wants me to bring phobetor* back from inferno.

that's where my story begins.

*refer to The Murder Of Nightmares