Mara was seated on the floor, in the middle of the living room. Her legs were crossed over each other, and her eyelids were covering her eyes. It wasn't as though it was necessary to close her eyes. She had been told to do so. Cory was kneeling down right in front of her. His eyes were closed, too. If you asked him, he had no idea why he had told her what he had just said. But there was something deep inside of him that wanted the words to come into reality. This would be the best gift he could ever present to Mara. He didn't know for how long she had been blind, but based on the fact that he met her when she was a little older than three, then it was safe to say that she was practically blind all her life. How beautiful would it be then if she could see for once, if not again. "Should I open?" Mara asked. "No, silly." Cory snapped. "I've not even started yet." Cory knew that he sounded dumb by what he had just said. He was the one who had promised to heal her eyes, but now he'
Cory moved closer to the little girl. If there was something that he knew for a fact. It was the fact that there was no point in crying over spilled milk. He had only three gems in the system wallet. He was nowhere near healing Mara of the infirmity completely. He would have to make do with the little gift he had in hand. Although he didn't want to give the little girl false hope, yet he didn't want to deny her a life changing opportunity. He was caught up between the claws of indecision. He wanted to ask her what she thought about it, but then again, he couldn't bring himself to do that. He sighed. He clicked on the second page. How to make a blind person see for five seconds. He was really sad about this, but there was nothing he could do. He had no idea when he would be able to obtain twenty-five gems. The highest number of gems he had been able to collect were two at a time. Even up to this point, he had been able to complete only two tasks. On the level of basic mathematics
Cory just knelt there smiling like a burnt goat. He didn't have a say over his own face. His face was widely spread in a deep smile. He couldn't anchor the width of the glee he was feeling at that moment. The combustion of happiness happening deep inside of him was more than the ordinary. His brain had been shrouded by the pool of dopamine. He just smiled uncontrollably as he stared at the little girl who could now see after several years of being blind. He didn't even care that the joy was limited. He didn't care that in the next five seconds, she would go blind again. The glow of the recent feeling had kindled his light heart, illuminating his foggy mind. "I can see you, Cory!!!" She jumped into his arms, hugging him wildly. The manner at which she had jumped into his arms, she didn't care whether or not she could break his neck. She was so thrilled and happy that Cory didn't know when a stray tear dropped from his rigid face. He could never have imagined that in the next five
When Elaine woke up the next morning, her head was pounding. She knew why she was feeling so heavy. When she had returned home last night, she had cried her eyes out until sleep defeated her. It got to a point where she really couldn't tell why she was crying. But it didn't matter because the tears would not stop gushing out. She walked into the neat and beautiful kitchen to make herself an instant coffee. She was taking a sip as she wandered towards the living room.She took a minute out to stop in front of the big mirror that was plastered in the left corner of the hallway. When she looked in the mirror, she dropped the cup in her hand. A splash of hot coffee splattered all over her body, which gave room for a scream. But she didn't really care much about the burn. Not because it didn't leave a scar, but instead because of the person she was staring at in the mirror. Her eyes were so swollen to the extent that she looked a different person. She was tempted to think that when s
When the fist landed in Cory's face, his cheeks folded in, and his nose shifted to the side. The force of the hit was so random and effective, which made the impact even more fatal. "You lowlife pervert!!! How dare you touch my boss!!!" Charles barked at Cory. He drew another fist and was about to launch the attack. At this moment, Cory was very much aware of the situation. He stopped the hand mid-air. "How dare you stop me from teaching you a lesson! Let my hand go!" Charles seemed bent on wanting to break the jaws and bones of Cory. Cory added a little pressure on the wrist of Charles that he was holding. The pressure was quite subtle but effective. At first, Charles was still ranting and raving, trying to intimidate Cory, but then he lost his voice. "Ow. Ow, that hurts. Let go of me." Charles started to fight for his life. But Cory didn't let go of him. He held still on to the wrist of Charles, adding more and more pressure. Charles' knees had folded this time, and he was abo
Elaine rushed through the room to get to the door. When she got outside, she saw Cory walking away. She wanted to go after him but then noticed Charles. Charles was climbing out of the car, and his hand was now whole. Healed. At that moment, Elaine couldn't decide whether to run after Cory or just stand there and wonder how Charles got his wrist healed. Before she could come to a decision, Cory was already out of sight. He was nowhere to be found. "He healed me. I had no idea how he did it, but he healed me." Charles sounded really excited as he recounted the deeds to her. "I have to stop somewhere first before going for the meeting. There is someone I want to pick." Elaine brushed the odds off, walking straight to the car. When next Cory was seen, he was standing by the roadside waving a cab down. He knew that he wouldn't have to continue living this way. He would have to get himself a car as soon as possible. But that wasn't the right time for that. At this moment, he wanted t
He turned around to see the man who had ordered him to stop. It was a lanky man. The man looked well built. His frame was towering and quite intimidating. If Cory didn't have any supernatural abilities, he probably would be shaking and quaking just standing in front of the man. Coupled with his intimidating physique, the man's face looked like a personified rock. It would seem as though if an object crashed against it, such would turn into a fine pebble. The man weighed Cory's physique and outline with his wild eyes, looking Cory from the head to toe.Because of the nature of his eyes, it was hard to tell if he was looking down on Cory or if he was only doing his job. Cory didn't want to start having ideas, but he could tell that that was what judging eyes looked like"How may I help you?" The man inquired boldly. Cory smiled warmly at the man, reaching out his hand to shake the man's hand. "My name is Cory. I just want to talk to the receptionist. It won't take too long." Cory's
Cory knew for a fact that there was no other person in this place other than him. He was the only person sitting while the rest of the people were on their feet. This meant but the harsh truth that the man was referring to none other than him. Why, though? He couldn't place it. He had already come to the conclusion that the people here are quite decent compared to the likes of the cab drivers. He wasn't having wrong ideas and didn't want to nurse ugly thoughts. But the rich looking man was staring dead at him. His eyes held both flames and derision. Cory was trying so hard not to read an unnecessary meaning to this, but he just couldn't help himself. There was disgust and derision splattered across the intimidating face of the man. "What the hell! Is he still sitting?!!!" The man's tone increased, almost resulting in a yell. Cory had no reason to stand up. What in the hell is this? He thought he had seen it all, but obviously, he was just having ideas. "You should stand on your