¤ When doom comes knocking on your door, you should only hope it didn't come delivering. Destruction and annihilation, what makes these words scary? Is it the cause or the effect? Surely, must be the fear of being .....'Destroyed'? Whatever the reason, I could only watch till my eyes almost popped out at the scene of the world ending, bridges would collapse without bomb explosions, buildings would tear down and the ground only sinks into nothingness, crumbling into vanity. Kids were being pushed away by their parents, what were lovers? Friends? Siblings...those words were mere illusion that cleared away in the face of mortal fright. The heroes and brave ones were those who accepted everything with a smile on their faces as if it was a work of art, a 'masterpiece'. They looked calm on the surface but deep down, they feel fear....fear for the excruciating pain that awaits them at death... anxiety for what happens next after death.... and helplessness, more than naught. Resistance wa

‡I looked around to see if Mr. Sri was not around yet as I wanted the act to be perfect. I quickly put on a poker face and stared intently at the grave as Mr. Sri would be here any moment.12 minutes later, I heard the sound of footsteps and quickly adjusted my slacking posture. I tried to stand with a straight back, but that was only if my disguise weren't this old."Too much work these days?" my voice quite low and shaky and I was quite unsure for a moment. The footsteps halted and I couldn't help but smile as I knew I had him where I wanted, I turned around and saw a similar-looking man standing 10 meters away from me, all dressed in black with a round top hat and a flower in hand. His face was distorted as he saw the smug smile on my face and he looked..... Bereaved.I was amused for a moment and almost laughed out loud but I held it in forcefully to avoid blowing it up. I never could have pictured Mr. Sri with such an expression on his face."Who- who are you?" he aske

◙In the ancient sacred texts, The divine God had created a certain object; A pen that writes on its own. This pen would make the entire existence in life, the cosmos, the universe, the planets and stars, it was recorded that the pen had written everything down, this pen was 'fate'. However, all that was written in entirety was in 'the book of destiny'. The ancient sacred texts had narrated this story that could as well be regarded as the basis of existence. Science had tried to uncover the truth about the world, the universe and the cosmos but, it didn't even know what Earth was, only a hypothetical theory that Earth, being the third planet from the sun had formed from the swirl of molecular gas and dust, forming a core which had been further theorized to be a particle of the sun, with a rocky mantle and Solid crust. More elements are being found on Earth, mostly underwater and most scientists had given up the will to find the true source and origin of the universe, which remains a

۩I sat up on the bed with my knees held close to my chest as I shivered in fear, lost in my desperate thoughts as the Medical doctor wore a sneer on his face and stood observing the monitor, seemingly proud that he had successfully broken me. He soon left after taking notes and telling me that I would be discharged by the next day and to take a good rest until then. Really, what kind of treatment was this?I gave no regard to his words and continued to think. All my life, I had been running, tussling and tumbling in and out of trouble and misfortune. For a moment, I felt tired and I wanted to give into whatever was chasing me, but I was certain that I would end up in that space again if I did, and that only made me tremble in fear. I knew to cooperate, but who is to tell if I was just going to be used and not taken ‘care’ of the next moment, in fact, I am certain that was going to be the case. So there was no stopping, there was no rest for me, I rather keep running in thirst until I

◊Clad in a deep blue Kent blazer, I removed my Fedora hat and raised my gaze towards the facility structures behind the tall walls. A part of the wall slid open automatically, and I took several anxious steps forward after verifying my ID in a HUD process, or I would risk facing military assault otherwise, as the facility's surroundings was a restricted area.'This is one of the SPAX Corp Inc.’s facilities?'I looked around in awe ignoring the stares and glares of everyone. I was directed to the training facility- Struct 4, by the AI system guiding the gate. The whole grounds was busy as people went to and fro in a rush. On my way towards Struct 4, walking along the pavement, I took a glance at the other structures and saw that it got bigger and bigger by numbers. Struct 1 stood the largest as it took almost enough space for a whole district. It had to be so and could only be, since it was one of the main experimental Structs of SPAX Corp Inc.The sun hid behind the clouds early in t