A select few were gathered around Godfather's bed, Stoneson was placed atop it, naked. Godfather took a shiny clock and mumbled some words, then he gave it to Elder Zoe, a beautiful woman who appeared to be in her forties, looks were deceptive, she was over ninety years old!
She took the clock with great care, showing how much of a treasure it was. It was unlike any ordinary clock. This one doubtlessly looked more elegant, delicate and sacred. It was called the time Lord's treasure! This clock didn't depict any time, it just had two long hands on its glassy surface, numerous cogwheels surrounded its two hands. So powerful was it that no ordinary person could touch it willy nilly, anyone who was daft enough to touch it carelessly surely had a death wish which the treasure would grant with glee.
Unlike other normal clocks whose hands one would guess as the minute, hour or sec hand or whatever, these ones had the two simple alphabets, "F" and "P". The one with the "F" ingrained on it was for the future and the second was for the past.
The clock begins to operate on its own volition if it comes into contact with someone it didn't approve. It's a fifty fifty chance of sure death, the first was the "F" ingrained and longer hand which would speed up the time needed for you to go to your tomb. So scary! It would make you age so much in the blink of an eye that you would expend your lifespan in mere moments, sending you to your early grave.
The "P" ingrained one was a lot funnier, it would revert your life span back to when you were still an embryo in your mama's womb!
When anyone wants to touch this clock by their own volition, they should decide which way they wanted to die.
It wasn't obvious but Godfather knew why he had passed it on to Elder Zoe, he wasn't attuned with time and for the love of his dear life, immediately the cogwheels moved, he passed it over to avoid losing his life, yes that's how scary it could be! The tips of his fingers, upon closer inspection, have grown wrinkled!
"Careful!" The soul remnant of Master Ricky was watching from the sidelines, just to ensure that things don't go down south. It spoke those words to Elder Zoe, gently place it atop his chest and mumble the words."
"Oh what a wonderful creation you are? Everything and everyone owes allegiance to you, TIME is your name, everyone's destiny, life and death is spelt by you, grant us this day your power to do that which is unthinkable, twelve years into the future of this youngling is all I ask of you." Elder Zoe apple the words with so much passion, as if she was talking to the birds to send a message to the love of her life, one from whom she was worlds away from.
The cogwheels on the clock made a "click" sound, " everyone within the radius of twenty meters from the clock would be affected, move back, now!" Master Ricky said in a hushed tone, everyone backed off, himself and Elder Zoe were the only exceptions. The cogwheels began to spin wildly as a whirlwind formed around Stoneson.
He was cocooned in it such that no one could see what was going on. About a minute after the clock's cogwheels began to spin, the soul remnant of Master Ricky flew towards him and entered the cocoon with him, everyone watching sealed their eyes for the assault on their eardrums that they knew was sure to commence anytime soon, this was definitely the most excruciating part of the whole practice, thought and soul invasion. His mind would be two separate entities with occasional contradictory thoughts, sparking ip so many internal conflicts within the individual that could eventually lead to brain damage, it was lethal if the individual couldn't control and consume the invading consciousness to improve their own! So painful was the process that the number of people ballsy enough to do it could be counted in the fingertips!
No sound? Everyone's brow furrowed as the fragmented soul of Master Ricky came flying out of his body, with a shocked expression.
"I was communicating telepathically with him and warned him about the dangers if he failed to consume the fragment I'd send him through the practice but he answered that he would be fine, goddamn I would be nothing more than the passing wind, that boy's sea of soul is like a bottomless abyss, continually sucking, had I not forcefully pulled away, he would consumed the whole me and killed me!"
Everyone's expression turned sour, they all had the same thing on their minds, "it very much sounded over hyperbolic." Elder Edward, walked tho steps forward and tried sending an alarming volume of consciousness to the boy in the swirling whirlwind.
His reasoning was simple, as so vast, like a raging tsunami. It could cause serious repercussions if he failed to absorb it all. The other people noticed that he had some degree of spite for the boy so they tried stopping him from doing what he wanted to but the soul fragment them from stopping him. " The stupid, meaningless hate clouds his eyes, let him walk his own path of doom, we'll gladly help him out."
Elder Edward sent his condensed spiritual energy to the whirlwind floating gently above, he smiled devilishly as he thought the other people behind him were daft to think he was helping the boy, he was going to transmit so much spiritual energy that the little imp would pop like a bloated balloon. "Pop!" His mind registered the sound and it gave him the zeal to send even more.
He was enjoying every bit of it until a voice resounded in his mind, it was a telepathic message from the boy, "please don't stop, I need more!" That pissed him off so much as he replied, "so be it, since you want to bite off more than you can chew, I'll be wicked to not grant you your death wish, here you go!" With that, his spiritual consciousness raged even more an solidified further, rushing against the whirlwind.
The other elders were concerned, at this point Godfather Zayn couldn't bear to watch any longer and plan to interrupt Elder Edward's murder attempt but was stopped as well.
It was then that he noticed Elder Edward's sorry state, the idiot hadn't even noticed that he was being sucked dry! A mind numbing fatigue suddenly overwhelmed him and he took the time to look around himself, then finally at his own body.
His jaw dropped instantly, he looked no more than a dried up husk! He had lost all his vitality and looked like he a three hundred year old man! He then came to a conclusion in a split second, if he didn't pull away now, death was inevitable.
He tried pulling away with all his might but quickly realized that things weren't t simple, he was rooted to the spot, unable to control his body! He turned and cast a pleading look towards the elders but no one paid him any mind. "Please forgive me for trying to kill you, I'll give you anything if you let me live. To err is human but to forgive is divine, spare me." He tried brainwashing the little boy telepathically. "I'm ruthless when it comes to people who want me dead, so lemme make a quick correction here, to err me is to have a death wish and for me to forgive ain't gonna happen!" The boy answered in an ' I'm -in-charge ' kind of tone and at that moment, the last of Elder Edward's vitality was forcefully pulled away, making him fall to the ground limp, he disappeared in a puff of black smoke mere moments later.
The whirlwind stopped swirling, revealing the little boy clad in a white robe line with azure blue along its sides. He had changed drastically in the last few moments, as soon as he landed gently on the bed, he sat cross-legged, not taking the time to look around his surroundings, as soon as he entered he meditative state, the skies turned dark, a gentle azure glow surrounded his figure.
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"You mean to say he still hasn't come out of his closed-door cultivation?" It's been a week already! Godfather Zayn asked Master Ricky's fragmented soul worriedly. "You should know Elder Edward's spiritual consciousness would take at least a month to be digested fully with his pace."
"Oh?" Master Ricky suddenly looked surprised, "what is it?" Godfather Zayn asked hurriedly. "That little brat is jam-packed with miracles isn't he? You should take him as your disciple. He will be here in ten!" Godfather Zayn was impatient, "ten what? Days? Weeks? Years?..." Before he could finish asking his questions, Master Ricky spoke again, "...nine, eight, seven..."
Godfather Zayn shot up from his seat and rushed to the door, pulling it open with glee, there was a boy just outside his office, left hand outstretched and hanging in the air, it was apparent that he was about to knock. "C'mon in!" Godfather Zayn pulled him in.