Scene One: Martyr's Shrine Garden in Algiers
The day was nearing its end, and the sky was adorned with soft orange hues blending with scattered pink clouds. A gentle, cool breeze passed through the trees in the Martyr's Shrine Garden, where the whispers of leaves rose in silence. Children played innocently and joyfully, unaware of the world around them.
On a wooden bench sat Prince Bibris, an old man who appeared calm on the outside, but his eyes carried an underlying tension, a mix of sorrow and anticipation. Many years had passed since he heard the words etched into his memory: "Your future disciple will inherit my power." These words weighed heavily on him, haunting him constantly. He knew they were not just a prophecy, but a burden he had to carry with him.
He had waited long, but the disciple he sought had not yet appeared. With each passing day, time chipped away at his body, yet Bibris's spirit remained strong. His eyes watched the sky, which had turned a deep crimson, before slowly lowering to the garden.
A few steps away, a young man sat alone on the ground, gazing into the distance with vacant eyes. It was Tim Wick, a nineteen-year-old drowning in his own world, isolated from others. He had lost hearing in his right ear since childhood and had been bullied in school because of it. The isolation of life had made him quiet, but inside, there were silent screams filling his heart.
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Scene Two: The First Encounter
Prince Bibris approached Tim quietly, then pulled a chair to sit beside him. He didn't need words to sense that this young man carried deep burdens.
Bibris spoke in a calm tone:
"Loneliness can be a double-edged sword. Sometimes it becomes a source of strength, but other times, it becomes a barrier, keeping you away from others."
Tim slowly lifted his head, but he didn't look directly at Bibris. In a very quiet voice, he replied:
"Loneliness is the only thing I understand... I don't need anyone."
His words were soft but filled with bitterness. Bibris sensed that and remained silent for a moment, contemplating the young man beside him. Then, without saying a word, Bibris pulled something out of his pocket, as if something had called to him. It was the mysterious orb, about the size of a baseball, transparent white, glowing with an energy that no one could see, but anyone who held it could feel.
Bibris muttered softly:
"The time has come..."
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Scene Three: The Mysterious Orb and the Strange Sound
When Bibris revealed the orb, something strange began to happen. Tim sat in silence, staring at the orb, though he didn't understand why he felt an unusual interest in it. Suddenly, he began hearing a strange sound in his right ear, the ear he had never heard from before.
The sound was deep, mysterious, as if it was coming from the heart of the orb itself. Tim's heart raced, and his eyes widened in shock. He had never imagined hearing anything from his deaf ear.
Tim said anxiously:
"What is this sound...?"
Bibris was surprised when he saw the fear in Tim's eyes. He asked:
"Did you hear the sound?"
But Tim didn't respond. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his hand trembled. There was an unnatural force emanating from the orb, stirring something deep inside him. Tim slowly stepped back, then suddenly stood up and ran away.
Bibris thought to himself as he watched Tim flee:
"Could he be the one...?"
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Scene Four: Tim Flees the Garden
Tim ran quickly, breathing heavily. His heart was pounding rapidly, and he couldn't comprehend what he had felt. Every step he took away from that orb left him with a growing sense of fear. But deep down, he knew he couldn't run forever. Something bigger than him was chasing him—that sound, that power.
On the opposite side of the garden, Bibris stood still, watching Tim disappear. He didn't move, but he was thinking quickly. He said in a low voice:
"He heard the sound... Finally."
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Scene Five: Reflecting on the Past
After Tim vanished from sight, Bibris returned to sit on the bench. He placed the orb back into his pocket and began to reflect on everything that had happened. The words of his great master echoed in his mind:
"One day, you will find that person. Your future disciple will be the one to inherit my power. But beware... The path to that is filled with dangers, and it requires a brave heart."
Bibris sighed deeply and looked up at the sky. He knew that his mission wasn't over yet. His true journey had only just begun. He said to himself:
"It won't be easy... But I'm ready."
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