Chapter 10: Zone of inhibition
And when he thought that all of the doors on the first floor had slightly opened up, he could hear muffled sounds of some doors unable to unhinge their lock and remained close no matter what it does.
After a few more attempts, the powerless doors stopped moving and reverted to their prior state. Then, he was startled by the same sounds of doors unable to open themselves from the second floor as well as the doors on the subsequent floors above.
He found out that only a door with an ancient feathered pen slightly opened up ejecting illusive tokens of characters unfamiliar to any civilization on Earth. This particular door was on the second floor. The feather looked majestic and unruffled.
But this particular door is different. Even though it is on the second floor and it is also not complete just like the other doors beside it, its incompleteness is more apparent because of dimmer spaces between the lines.
Do not forget about its size, it is humongous. If other doors are typically in normal door size, this one is twice the height and width.
It looks more like a gate rather than a door.
Amidst the unending floors, in higher floors, two darkly lit doors of bacteria and a lamp of warm light in higher floors suddenly poured out rainbow beams.
The bacteria have a myriad of colors changing to one shade after another and morphing from unicellular to multicellular organisms.
Meanwhile, the lamp with warm light has supported a small green flame that was ready to be extinguished at any moment but it had this hidden glow that held on no matter what and forbade the darkness from enveloping its light.
Both of the doors removed themselves from the wall they were anchored to and descended downwards to the second floor. Yes, they detached themselves.
It was not like ripping a part of a cloth vibe, but it felt natural for them to detach. Like a puzzle detaching itself from the main picture.
Behind the two doors lay darkness. This darkness is evil. It is the amalgamation of evil that was suppressed by the Tower using the doors as the 'locks.' They look the same in characteristics and now that the lock is gone, two portals opened.
Evil aura tried to invade the boundary between the two realms. In time, rainbow light gathered together and formed an invisible wall, barring the evil aura from leaking inside.
But even if that is the case, this evil aura is so strong and pungent that the initial leak of it earlier was able to profuse in a minuscule amount and lingered in the vicinity of the door.
If there would be a human right in front of it, for sure he will turn into a monster just from the minuscule aura.
The rainbow lights floating went into a frenzy. As if they were threatened by an enemy. Then, the portion nearest to the evil aura gathered together and formed a rainbow hand.
It flew to the evil aura and like swatting a fly, it dispersed the minuscule evil aura. The touching of the two produced a sizzling sound and the evil aura lessened.
Martin saw a little of it for it is so far. But he felt the dread coming from the evil aura.
He can see that no matter how many times the rainbow hand slaps it, there will be remaining bits. Fortunately, after a few more attempts, the rainbow hand has successfully eradicated this evil aura and the rainbow hand also returned to its previous places.
The doors on the second level seemed to adjust their position and slowly gave way to the two new doors. They arranged themselves in no particular pattern.
The doors just attached themselves like they were meant to be there.
Martin felt puzzled, no visible change in the symbols happened. It stayed the same before it descended.
"These doors are really magical, fascinating." He smiled for the first time. He temporarily forgot the sorrow he felt.
This is the world he dreamt of before he died. This is the world he imagined every day. Now, his whole family is dead but his dreams came true. Then enters the long, 'Sigh...'
Surprisingly, the empty wall the two doors just vacated was also occupied by two chained doors directly above the previous ones. The two new doors made the boundary closed and successfully suppressed the aura and the rainbow lights returned floating peacefully.
These new doors shook and its chain unwrapped and formed lights hovering on the surface waiting to form a new symbol.
And the tower trembled as readjustments of doors in the higher floors happened.
But, magically, no sounds can be heard on top. The trembling just added to the earlier movement of clumping and banging doors.
It took a lot of time for the shaking to stop. As Martin surveyed again the newly 'renovated' series of doors, there are five partially opened doors on the ground floor and three more doors on the second floor. Those are the two new doors of bacteria and lamp as well as the door with the ancient feathered pen.
In total, eight mystical doors undulated different colors of light and vibration in frequency with Martin.
They all seemed connected to his soul. It felt like they have the connection and possibly meant to have a deep fate to each other.
As the door with the sarcophagus symbol emitted deathly lights, more doors also emanated their individual glows and as time goes by it goes brighter and more brilliant to the point that Martin cannot see properly what is happening.
After a few more moments, their intensified lights poured into Martin's enlightened soul one by one and embedded their respective images into his soul.
His body slowly levitated off the ground.
'There is no searing pain nor discomfort,' he thought that with the blinding rays of colors, his long-lost friend, PAIN, would come again. But this time, comfort and a sense of security lull Martin into a sleep-like state... again...
"What is happening? Why am I going to sleep again? Do they want me to enter a coma? Just go on with it then," he thought as there is no difference at all whether he agrees or not. He couldn't even protest as he is forced against his will.
His floating soul curbed into a position of a baby inside a mother's womb.
But, he is conscious in this sleep. He felt his soul is... strengthened. He can sense what is happening a few meters away from him.
Then, he tried to perceive his changing body. The colors of lights embedded themselves in every corner of his soul.
They formed points of light then gathered to become lines.
In a sense, they somewhat look in disarray, but at the same time organized. No colors collided together, as if they have a tacit understanding of their own territories.
No mixing of colors, no infighting, and no chaos happened at all.
They seemed so distinct and at the same so dreamy that he can hardly grasp the possible image they are trying to convey.
Until vague symbols formed from these lines.
In harmony, his body is slowly being 'tattooed' with these images.
They have different purposes and usage, but with his situation, he could not find the time nor an opportunity. 'This is so exciting,' he added.
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In an inhabited place, nothingness covered the surroundings and nasty tailed entities guarded the void.
The long asleep tower came alive and sent waves of invisible force, and rainbow light enclosed the tower.
In the Warring Period, they call it the zone of inhibition. It is a force to be reckoned with as it can corrupt all things and all life known. The only identified thing that can command this force is the Ancient House known as the Tower of Doors.
This type of force has been lost a long time ago along with the seclusion of the Tower of Doors. No other creature had wielded this type of force and shown it to the public since then.
It had been counted as one of the lost mystic arts and its corresponding Ancient House of the Warring Period that lasted for so many generations.
This is a special power and was famous for its might and destructiveness during the Warring Period. No one knows who made it or was it present since the creation. But one thing is known, during the Warring Period, a very powerful Mythical Creature owned this House and won every battle 'He' had. Yes, it is a 'He' and 'His' titles were Forefather of Doors and Evil Suppressor.
During 'His' time, the name Tower of Doors reverberated far and wide. But at the peak of the war, 'He' went missing with no clues and reasons left behind. Just like that, a powerful creature was gone and the Tower along with 'Him.'
That is why a lot of powerhouses are thinking of testing the waters when they felt the presence of the Tower. They are curious about what happened to the Forefather of Doors. But the greatest motivation is perhaps, they might even have the chance to own this House.
The zone traveled far and wide. Its reach is vast that it neared some planet settlements.
The zone of inhibition immediately corrupted nearby places, with life or none, all met demise in the face of its ability. The corruption engulfed countless planets, floating mountains, and hanging gardens where weak practitioners and civilians lived.
The corruption broke cells and molecules apart and turned them into blinking particles. These drifting blinking particles were swept by invisible hands to whence it came from.
Its notoriety has its basis. It really is destructive and those who are obliviated can assure you that. If they can speak, of course.
This zone of inhibition suppresses all powers that are illegally inhibiting inside of its territory without its consent.
Deaths and destruction happened everywhere. The corruption only stopped upon forcefully being obstructed by powerful beings capable of wielding the higher level of Celestial Order.
A large number of blinking particles amassed and the nasty-tailed entities grow bigger as lines of their power from their body resurfaced once again. As they grew bigger, the blinking particles grew smaller.
This is their source of energy and growth. The destruction of the world is their way of becoming stronger. And, their strength will be seen again after years of weakening.
"The Tower of Doors ushers in the change that might be the bane of the Gods. With its power, we will reclaim our rightful place serving the True One and suppress all that had blasphemed against the supreme being." an old man's raspy voice came from the inner depth of the void and it resounded where the zone of inhibition borders.
All of his clansmen guarding the entire area of inhibition heard his voice and their loss will have finally renewed.
And a deep growl ensued in each of the nasty tailed entities. Heralding their imminent resurgence to the whole cosmos.
#Resurgence