He sat on the porch, basking in the gentle sunrays as a cold breeze brushed past his sunken cheeks.
Quietly, moving his body back and forth on the rocking chair, he swiped through his smartphone, his hand trembling slightly. He watched short comedic clips, young people dancing, and youth creating new sensations… reliving the memories of his past.
He exhaled as he felt, Time carving his face and chipping away at his bones. Time took away his childhood, his youth, and his middle age. Such a cruel tyrant!
Looking ahead, in the blue sky, he felt that Time is the real enemy of all mankind. Many might disagree, but he has heard the bells of Time echoing more and more in his ears.
No matter how desperately a human resist; No matter, how tightly they clutch their fingers, Time will slip away like loosened sand.
He had seen his parents die of old age, witnessed the love of his life rapidly age and pass away, and even his own daughter growing up, leaving the nest, and starting her own family… eventually aging up and succumbing to multiple illnesses.
They say Time heals everything… such a laughable joke!
Wounds can be healed but scars will always remain.
Nothing is eternal, one might say, but he thought otherwise! Time eroding you and your loved ones—is everlasting!
In the vast expanse of the universe, Time is the eternal lord of all beings.
Sometimes, he wondered, if it was possible to extend one's lifespan like those in the fantasy web novels he read.
Will Time become irrelevant if everyone can become immortal?
A sardonic smile appeared on his wrinkled self.
Time will never lose. It will show you happiness, kindness, tenderness, ugliness, sadness, and finally, acceptance.
The wheels of time will go round and round, moving your life forward without your permission!
The moment you decide to just stay where you are, the harrowing Tic-Toc sounds will haunt you creating a stressful environment where eventually you will be swept in the waves of Time, screaming in agony.
He looked back on his own journey as he felt deep regret developing in the pits of his stomach, his murky eyes moving over the horizon.
His gaze paused on the birds flying in the distance, chirping cutely. They dashed like arrows, living an unfettered life—a freedom that he so desired.
His heart ached in distress as he felt an unsolicited shadow looming over himself—a shackle he wished to unchain.
Various kinds of ridiculous fantasies played in the back of his head, though his old decrepit body groaned, focusing its attention on something else—desperately clutching onto the very last vestiges of his existence.
His mind was slowly shrouded by the fear of never achieving the silly, outlandish bucket list.
The vivacity has long slipped away, now even his visions and imaginations threatened to sway.
He was a twisted old man, many might say. He could care less as he felt Time waning his existence.
The cold, sharp blade of Time brushed against his neck!
A turbid breath escaped through his cracked lips.
Clack!
The smartphone fell to the ground; its surface shattered like glass…
His cloudy eyes bore into the distance, unblinkingly; his body on the rocking chair swayed gently with the wind.
The scenes of his youth replayed in his mind, in the last moments of his life, causing him to momentarily feel a sense of happiness, yearning, and… regret.
At the end of the day, human nature was being greedy. The more you have the more you want. It was an unending sinful cycle of creatures known as humans.
In a world where many slept in hunger, others didn't have a drop of water to drink; He lived an average life—he enjoyed rare delicacies and had a soft, warm bed to sink, yet, he wanted more…
"I wish I could've lived a more fulfilling life…" The last words of his, were like a silent murmur, almost inaudible, like the final plume of smoke of an extinguishing candle.
However, his soul burned fiercely with desire.
His wants, desires, greed, and the amalgamation of all that is unholy, sinful, and debauched—amplified in his heart.
This was the beginning of the tale of an Average Joe, who wandered through the cosmos, overcame hurdles, passed tests that fate pushed his way—And later came to be known as the one and only—Prince of Felony!