Tokyo, 2031,
Once a dazzling jewel among the globe's bustling metropolises, Tokyo now teetered on the brink of total devastation. Everywhere I looked, my heart sank at the sight - cracked roads, toppled buildings, and shattered windows of countless apartments all screamed the tale of destruction.
The very essence of life seemed to have evaporated, replaced by a haunting silence. If you gazed up toward the sky, you would see it marred by ominous, jagged cracks, akin to a shattered mirror, through which an enormous, grotesquely large hand slowly emerged as if reaching down from some nightmarish realm to claim what was left of our world.
The root of this chaos? A single, unassuming crystal nestled in the center of the catastrophe, glowing malevolently with a haunting violet light that carried an unmistakable message of death and despair. Its ethereal glow was neither beautiful nor inviting, it was a harbinger of doom that seemed to drain the very life force from everything it touched.
Caught in the chaos, my comrades and I found ourselves sprawled on the ground, rendered powerless. I felt an intense, searing pain coursing through my body -a steel rod had pierced me, anchoring me to this hellscape, and I simply couldn't muster the strength to rise. The effort felt insurmountable, as if the weight of the world pressed down upon me.
I could still recall-with an alarming clarity-the night when the blood moon first rose, casting an eerie, crimson glow that set the tone for the tragedies to unfold. That moment marked the beginning of our grim descent into chaos, a point in time etched in our memories, forever changing the trajectory of not just our lives, but the fates of countless others.
It signified the loss of our bloodline, a severing of ties to our past that we could never reclaim. This tale I share isn't just a story, it's an elegy for our forgotten history, it's a story of our lost bloodline, it's a story of our lost legacy that now lies in ashes.
Six years ago,
At midnight in NORTHEAST INDIA,
" *Waking up* "
" Ha…! Ha…! "
" *Ha…this is the fifth time I had the same dream of an eagle.* "
Vikram, Age 18.
For the past five nights, he had been experiencing the same recurring dream featuring an eagle.
" *…I should drink some water and then go back to sleep* "
While he was drinking from a glass of water, he noticed a brilliant red light emanating from outside.
" gulp*… gulp*… ha… , now I'm feeling much better, …what is this light. "
" …It's coming from outside, ...maybe I should go outside and have a look. "
Upon stepping outside to investigate, he discovered that the source of the light was the moon.
" …So the light was coming from the moon. "
" *…The wind is nice out here, …maybe I should stay outside for a while to refresh my mind.* "
As he stood there, a wave of blue light moved through the air from west to east and struck him.
" Ha…Ha… what was that! "
He felt its impact throughout his body, although it was not harmful, he experienced a slight pressure within and found it somewhat difficult to breathe.
" *…It felt like the muscles in my body where reacting to the blue wave.* "
While reflecting on this occurrence, he was suddenly confronted by another wave of light, this time red in color and detrimental to his well-being.
" *Aaa! What is this! Aaa!* "
As he writhed on the ground in response to the pain coursing through him, he realized he was unable to emit a scream.
" *Aaa! My voice is not coming out! Aaa! It's as if my vocal code is being blocked! Aaa!* "
" *Aaa! What is this pain! It's as if someone is stabbing me with a knife in every part of my muscles!* "
His internal cries were muffled, as his voice felt obstructed, yet this was merely the outset of his ordeal.
" *Aaa! I can feel my veins and bones, twisting and changing its shape! I can even feel every cell in my body changing!* "
As if the agony radiating through his muscles were not excruciating enough, he experienced an overwhelming sense of transformation permeating through his very veins, bones, and even the minuscule cells that constituted his being. This extraordinary metamorphosis brought forth a wave of pain that surged, twisting and expanding throughout his corporeal form, a sensation that eclipsed the discomfort he had previously endured.
In a sudden and disorienting turn of events, he felt his consciousness blur and gradually fade, as if darkness were consuming him whole. It was in this bewildering moment that a remarkable phenomenon occurred, from the region of his back, an ethereal pair of immaculate wings erupted with vigor.
Simultaneously, he could discern that his skin began to sprout feathers, akin to those of a majestic bird-soft yet resilient to the touch. As this transformation progressed, he felt an unexpected surge of growth, his stature steadily increased, elevating him above the ground as his mouth contorted into the formidable shape of a sharp, predatory beak. His feet, too, underwent a radical alteration, morphing into strong, sharp-clawed appendages that effortlessly shredded the fabric of his clothing, leaving behind torn remnants.
With deliberate slowness, he lifted his head skyward while still prostrate upon the ground. As he did, he instinctively flapped his newly formed wings, generating a powerful current of air that propelled him into the skies. The force created by this motion enabled him to ascend, and in a remarkable display of newfound strength, he found himself landing atop an electric post, resting there in a posture reminiscent of a bird in repose.
As he settled upon this perch, he cautiously opened his eyes-once ordinary and commonplace, they now bore an otherworldly quality. His irises, previously vibrant with color, had transformed into a pale yellow hue, and his pupils radiated a mesmerizing golden aura, casting an enchanting glow that signified the profound and extraordinary changes that had taken place within him.
At this moment, he underwent a remarkable transformation, evolving into a considerable humanoid figure resembling an eagle.
Despite this extraordinary evolution, he had not yet recovered his senses, it was as if an eagle's spirit had suddenly and inexplicably seized control of his being. In this state, he began to experience an instinctual awareness of an unseen presence observing his every move.
Compelled by a mixture of curiosity and intuition, he gradually oriented his head to the side, seeking to identify the source of this penetrating gaze.
To his astonishment, at a considerable distance, he discovered a pair of luminescent eyes, emanating a blue aura, fixed intently upon him from the shadows.
To Be Continue :-