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His Metamorphosis A dying village
The boy fainted but he managed to move the wheel by an inch.Tai Jin returned to check on the boy after hearing the metal noises.Zene was sleeping heavily and thus Tai Jin held the boy in his arms and made his way towards the camel.He looked at the wheel for one last time before leaving and he noticed the mark he made on the wheel had moved by an inch.A gentle grin from his side meant a lot.He looked at the boy and chuckled for he was himself surprised to see the boy's determination."Boy, you surprise me day after day""Not even I was this persistent when I was growing up in the sect", Tai Jin stated.He placed Zene on the humo of the camel and he hopped on the camel and made his way to the next stop in their journey.Thump* Thump*Zene slowly opened his eyes to look at the man sitting behind him."You are awake, young boy""...""I moved it", Zene replied."Good, that was the least you could do", Tai Jin stated."...""Young boy, did you feel it?""It was strange", the boy said.
His Metamorphosis Guerilla warfare
Click* Clack*We were on our way to China via roadways.Somehow, Aren and I wandered off the course and ended up taking a ride inside an old wooden cart.Click* Clack*The horses made heavy sounds as we slowly made our way through the wilderness of the forest.The scent of the soil indicated that rain would soon pour down upon this forest.Click* Clack*"Zene are you still thinking about that previous village we visited?", Aren inquired."I am more worried about the path up ahead it is an unknown place to me and hence we should stay on our guard", he said.Click* Clack*The horses came to a stop as if they had sensed danger up ahead.The man driving the cart sighed as he looked around worriedly.The surroundings suddenly turned calm and a sense of anxiety filled the vicinity."Aren, we are surrounded""How do know that?""Call it instinct or whatever you wish to call it but I am certain that men are aiming their rifles at our cart as of now", he said.Masked men who were most likely me
His Metamorphosis A change of one's heart
Aren and I both were about to enter the enemy base but something struck my mind all of a sudden.It was a sense of similarity that shook me apart for some reason.The environment and the heavy footsteps of men running around the enemy base reminded me of that day.The day when I let Natsuki Mikoyama get captured by the Nine Rings."What happened, Zene?", Aren was worried as she looked at my dull eyes.The day when I just stood there while he was tortured to death.I stood there in silence as blood trickled from his shoulders while Natsuki was tied to a wooden chair.When I looked into his eyes they spoke back to me.On that day he gave into his destiny, on that day history repeated itself and I just stood there in silence and watched Natsuki bleed."He was like a father to me, Aren", Zene muttered as he looked at the forest.("Zene, do you smoke?", Natsuki inquired"I don't""Why not?""Never had a reason to start smoking", Zene replied."Remember this Zene never get into addiction bec
His Metamorphosis Two years pass by like a breeze
Aren and Zene left the vicinity while the smoke from the boot camp rose high up into the sky.It is a mystery when you ask questions such as who in their right mind would supply resources to terrorists.And then when you start to think about it the more chaotic the world is the more fearful people tend to become and the more fearful the men are the more likely they are to buy weapons from certain manufacturers. And which successful manufacturer would not keep their clients under surveillance?"This is A156 speaking, I repeat A156 speaking, I need to speak with the head right now!", an agent hiding within the forest reported."This is R12 speaking, what is your emergency""It is Code-Red I need to speak to the head right now!"The receptionist immediately got up from her seat and rushed towards the elevator. Ting*She ran through the hallway pushing employees in her path down to the ground while making her way into a board meeting.Bang*"We are in a board meeting right now", Said one
His Metamorphosis Truth, Metamorphosis
Jan 3rd, 2020Chirp* Chirp*The cold wind flew past vast green meadows while the aroma of the grass spread throughout the vicinity.Slash*Sweat trickled down onto a man's jacket as he trained without a shirt on despite the cold weather.Slash*The young man had a good muscle tone and lean body structure.Fumes of vapour evaporated from his muscles as he continued to train inside the meadows.Slash*His lustrous black hair stood out inside the green meadows."Zene!", a young male yelled towards the man who was training in the meadows."Yes", he said calmly while wiping his face covered in sweat.The young man named Zene grew to become quite the handsome one I must say."Aren is telling the kids about your story so why don't you come and join us", said the young male while he tried his best to not laugh at Zene."Sora, how many teeth do you have left", Zene inquired."I have plenty enough", Sora replied."I will make sure that you won't have any left if you run your mouth around like t
His Metamorphosis After you
Zene stood alone on top of the mountain as he stared into the sky as if he were looking for something, someone who was looking at him from afar. Wings of good and evil, the wings that reminded of justice and abomination.He was a reminiscence of that woman that brought fear inside the greatest fragment during the scenarios. [To think I would get to see those wings once again][Fate is such a pain in the ass]Said the greatest fragment.***Chirp* Chirp*"The kids are really lively aren't they", Zene shrugged his shoulders as he entered their yurt (ger)."You smell like sweat", she said."Hmm", Zene slowly approached Aren and cornered her against the wall while he looked at her red eyes."Do I still smell like sweat to you?"He looked at her red lips as he pulled her waist towards him and waited for her to make the move."What are you doing right now, Zene?""What do you think I am doing?", Aren turned as red as a tomato."The kids are roaming around and they might enter the house any
His Metamorphosis Move on
Tap* Tap* Tap*(Zene was playing with skipping stones by himself while Tai Jin sat and observed the lake."Hey, Zene", Master Tai Jin whispered while he looked at the lake reflecting the moonlight."Did you ever wonder why we stopped at this particular village for so long?", he inquired.Zene tilted his head out of confusion."I am scared, Zene", a silence prevailed after Master Tai Jin opened up about his past."I am scared of facing the people I know""I think it's too late to apologize to them""...", Zene looked at him without saying a single word back."It's too late""I don't think I have any chance of being forgiven by them", Tai Jin looked at the sky as he could not help but smile while the moonlight reflected from the lake."...", Zene stared at Tai Jin in silence."Won't you ask me why?", he inquired."Why, Master?""Because on that day, I ran away""I abandoned my clan which was being destroyed by the enemies""I betrayed them""I was a coward", he said."No you are not a c
His Metamorphosis A tale of emotion
On December 23 in the year 1966.An order was passed which wreaked havoc across China.A very greedy man who then possessed the fragment of darkness wished to grab his hands on the fragment of emotion hidden inside the country.The man came up with a plan to find the fragment.He chose the naive youngsters who wished for a change in society.The man came up with a plan to eliminate the old and cultural places.The man ordered the young men and women to burn down those old and cultural places and those who dared to oppose his opinions.While the country was in turmoil, Young Tai Jin stood by his master's side as he continued to spread their teachings to the youngsters.His black hair was shining and his skin was soft with little to no scarring to be seen.The young Tai Jin just entered his twenties and was full of energy back then."Straighten your back!", Tai Jin yelled at a rookie.Hyah!"I said straighten your posture!", Tai Jin hit the joints of the rookie to bring the right posture