The story was long, with countless participants. Like a board, positions were ready to be filled.
But its differential lay in the seriousness that each movement represented. Made only by great figures, capable of leaving a long mark through the weight of their spear or book.
Like a post-apocalypse work, they rested on the earthly, while the majority melted like wax from the screams, being just another tree on the desolate land, without knowing of its existence.
But despite this superficial distribution of conditions, they were not different. The murmurs, laughter and spitting were different.
But the banal had no value.
About them, within them, in their most internalized crusts; emotional or spiritual, there was the enclave that contributed to the balance, provided by nature.
"Fear".
Expressed in different faces in oil. The primordial fear, which devastated haughty or ignorant figures: ignorance, present in every creature.
Ignorance or first contact dates back to ancient times. With different and varied effects on each unique creature, but present as an internalized beast.
Without the need to hide, since it was typical of each one...
Federick was returning home after a busy afternoon. On the carriage, he enjoyed the occasional bump.
He sat comfortably indifferent, watching his hands. The sun had already disappeared, taking its place the moon. Above the previously horizonless sky, countless luminescent stars now rested.
"Did you enjoy the day?" Federick asked his driver.
Lok had been present all day, awaiting Federick's gradual retreat. During the stretch, he had participated with the managers in different games and activities.
"In fact, it has been a wonderful day. No wonder the dawn had left expectations, the sky curiosity, and the sunset an extraordinary memory." Lok responded with great charisma.
"Mhm, you're right... Wonderful memories." Federick commented with a sigh, as he redirected his gaze towards the window.
Through the window he observed the incredible view of the heavenly winery. Extraordinary, wonderful and admirable...
Through the heavenly hold, he remembered the comforting looks and smiles of the numerous children... As well as their expressions.
He still remembered the day of his discovery. After having meditated, his curiosity was at a peak state. I didn't remember if his eyes were shining...
His toes touched the jumping grass as if he were a dancer. He had finished his daily quota of meditation, which he carried out illustrious.
Through his intuition and with the help of his system, he moved forward gradually and slowly. Breaking through the realm of contact meant final approval.
How to pass with an essay...
Finally, his current realm allowed him to gently guide through his body, the energy naturally permeating between heaven and earth.
Guiding energy to create and expand space in the inner area of your stomach. According to his observations, it was probably a dantian; of which I was unaware of its complexity.
At no point did he bother to rant.
[Congratulations, Lord! You have tackled the final lap. According to my estimates, the chances that you will soon penetrate to a higher realm are very high.]
'We will wait. I'm not in a hurry at all.' Federick answered without emotion. In reality, he was trying to understand his new state.
[In a null state, a horizontal line without manipulations; the most advisable thing is to encourage it]
'Are you calling me to experiment? I guess it would be funny.' Federick thought, a strange humor taking over his expression.
Mortal cultivation was a constant improvement to vitality. A virtuous cycle of consuming pure energy, squeezing it into the flesh, and finally, expiring the imperfections.
Federick carefully directed his stored energy in the direction of his hand. Passing through different vessels and energy points, a constant flow that was redirected in small proportions in other directions.
His hand did not experience major superficial changes, but it did substantially. Endless energy permeated the lines of his hand, creating the sensation of an electromagnetic center.
'It's like mobilizing yang energy... Heh, you know, system; In my previous life they called me "zeus" because I fucked for nine days.' Federick commented mentally, having fun.
[Congratulations, Lord. Now I can also brag about having sex for nine days... Although I think I should rest, since your little advance probably involved a chemical explosion]
Faced with this exchange of words, Federick decided to ignore their words, continuing with his experimentation. Little by little, guiding different areas of your body to the energy.
'What do you think will happen if I guide her to my eyes?' Federick asked as he continued experimenting.
[Sir, be careful: It may be dangerous, due to the sensitivity of... You are already doing it. Luck]
Federick did not pay attention to his words, as he carefully thought about ending his experiments.
Different nerves were alerted, without the ability to scream.
His eyes burned but he continued with his task. He was indisposed to failure.
Until finally with a burst of ardor, he did it. His eyes did not change, with nothing special visible.
He slowly made his way inside his home, not disappointed. He really wasn't, indifference dominated him.
Opposites but close, like yin yang; Endless tumult faced ethereal bars, which showed no submission despite their agitation.
It was there when he finally saw an unknown face in a mirror. Which was transparent through his eyes.
Colorless.
With a sigh.
At the entrance to a corner, he finally observed the moon.
In his dreams he still remembered it vividly, but in his reality an undisturbed fog plagued his memories.