'The gang after hearing the crash all got out fast to see what took place.
Shocking scene is reflected on their bright soon to be wet dripping eyes...
Herald holding Leon's sinking in blood body.
They were speechless..'.
'Iscariot's tears would not stop.
Merry and Inoush cried so loud it was heard all over the city.
Pretty much, all of them cried except for Zeko, who has turned his face to the scene to not let it get hold of his emotions, not that he wasnt affected by what just occured, but he wouldve lost control otherwise and that's something he always kept himself away from.'
'They all surrounded Herald, but only Oumad approaches Him after a minute of complete grief and pulled him back calmly.
And announces as if he was a priest!!'
"...GOD is to be merciful to his lost soul, to our brother that we all loved truly, and dearly..
Time is destiny and to he, destiny is to be changed or held still..."
'Herald, stands up slowly.
At that specefic moment, he payed no attention to Oumad's speech.'
'He was still reflecting on the absolute terror he lived in the past 5 minutes.
To know a dear one's destiny, to be unable to change anything about it and on top of that, watch it helplessly from the front seat.'
'Herald's stability and emotional control, built over time and experiences has kept him far away from crumbling under any situation for years, he always had an answer.
If he didnt, he would come up with one. He rarely ever overreacted or lost his composure.
But this broke all of his character. He realized he was never ready for this kind of hardship...'
'The police came and arrested the driver of the black car. The ambulance took Leon's body, and each one of the gang carried the other to his house, not a single word was said after the incident, only tears and dark depressed faces...
It was later found out that the driver was one of Leon's old friends from his neighborhood, he was drunk due to alcohol. Ironically enough, he was one whom Herald warned Leon about at the time and adviced him to stay away from...'
'Herald refused to go back with anyone though, he switched off his phone and spent the whole night wandering and wondering arround the city. Herald when being so mad or sad puts a face that can faze anyone who makes contact with, his eyes become half closed and sharp to a disturbing degree.
He had that same look all night long...'
'inside of his mind, it was a blank black infinite space... Too much to think of but nothing comes out even a bit clear. He knows well, nothing can answer his questions.'
'Suddenly, he stops walking, after remembering that Guiado had told him that when he needs help he can just think of him and Guiado will appear.
'To no surprise for Herald, nothing happened..'
'Herald didnt expect it to happen to begin with, but a part of him had hoped for some miracle.. something that can bring back the dead, or even just remove what he became to think of as a curse on his forehead...'
*It's 2am, no one is out but thiefs and gang members at this point...*
'The sound of howls and insects can be heard clearly, and the light of the moon is shinning so brightly tonight.'
'He put on his earphones and plays the buckethead song " Padmasana ", that perfectly fits the moment. He always tends to associate songs with moments of his life. Music and Art is where all his emotions lay up and down in..'
'Out of nowhere, he felt a hand tapping his shoulder..
Herald felt pretty scared but kept the same face and pace.
He carefully checked his surrounding area and started walking quickly towards an open space..
Then again, another tap but this time on the back ...
Herald now becomes seriously worried.'
'In a moment of complete weakness, He immediatly felt sick and tired of these spooky events happening almost constantly in just a two days span..he was on the verge of a destructive definitive mental breakdown...His psychological state is now at its lowest since 7years ago, back when he was blindly in love with the devil.
Herald finally got into an open space, and there appears the disturber.'
Herald, says shockingly
"...Ou..Oumad? What are you doing here?"
Oumad, looking really cold and emotionless, "The same thing you are doing."
Herald, "Were you the one touching me mysteriously moments ago?"
Oumad, smirks and says "Yes, sorry for that but i was harshly testing your psychic state, i havent seen you in this state since ages. I do not blame you though..."
Herald stays silent and doesn't know what to say at first but then goes on, "...I do not know how to express myself, and you know how well i always do.
I loved him very much.. i was able to shut down any over-attachement feeling to people that i know are temporary. He wasn't! He was always there for me and for you... and not only this, i know you won't believe me...but..
BUT I"VE SEEN IT OUMAD!!! I"VE SEEN HIM DIE TWICE IN FRONT OF ME.... AND AN ETERNAL AMOUNT OF TIMES AFTER IT HAPPENED!!!...THE SCENE KEEPS GETTING REPEATED ON MY HEAD..."
'Oumad this time, can no more maintain his cold stoned look on his face...
After Herald, Leon was the closest one to Oumad.'
He replies, in a sad tone, "...I believe you Herald, if you say that you've seen it an eternal amount of times after it happened, i did before it even happened.
Herald, i can see your third eye as clearly as the moon light in this dark night..."
'Herald makes an oblivious and shocked face as Oumad is uttering these words..'
Oumad continues, "...Yes, me and you are brothers, not just in life, but also in our atlantean blood."
'Herald, still silent. But slowly losing the shocked look on his face. as he started accumulating images and scenes of the near past, of how Oumad, out of all the gang had reacted so soundly to the event...and his speech!'
Oumad, "..I was awakenned a year ago, through the excessive amount of time and work i put on to create the ultimate psychedelic plant drug, I was able to succeed.
i Called it T.P.O.I, meaning "The Portal of I". I remember well years ago how you used to tell me that these psychedelic plants and drugs are nothing but portals to the world we're blocked from seeing, a world where reality is more unreal and the unreal is what we live each day. I am here today admiting that you were absolutely right. When i injected this plant extract i made.
I lost my mind, or my earthly programmed mind i shall say...I saw angels and devils walking down the street, i saw the spiderweb of the time realm floating all over the world and grabbing some by the neck... After some months of using this drug almost regularly, my earthly ephemeral body could no more sustain what my eyes were witnessing each time i used the portal. i had lost conscious one night and there, i was visited by Aaron, brother of Jekuthiel The Split Master.
And that was when my real journey began, i was given the great powers that Atlanteans are inherited to use, NOT by BLOOD but by MERIT. I had underwent tests that put me on solid ground for many nights, just like yours today... And by no means i am saying that i dont share your grief and sadness about our beloved Leon. But im getting to learn more and more -and you should too- That holding on to anything to an excessive point is a humanly thing, Us Atlanteans are closer to Godly status than humanly ones, that's what makes us who we are..."
'Herald, had never listenned to a speech directly directed to him the way Oumad had just done seconds ago...
It left him speechless, but also, very satisfied.
It's as if Oumad was Herald's future self talking to the current one, that was how Herald inspired to be.'
*He stands up, puts both hands on Oumad's shoulders and look him straight in the eyes*
"Brother, you are right...I will not let anything faze me, or i'll die trying..I still don't know exactly what im into but, i wanna tell you that i could not have a better companion than you, for this ride. i am finally able to feel glad for something relating to this."
Oumad, "I share the same feelings brother, we'll have a lot to talk about
how about you come with me, you can spend the night in my house"
Herald, "Alright."
"I always loved ur home by the way..."
*...both continued their conversation after Oumad picked up Herald on his schooter
and headed out to his crib, situated in the forest.*