The Birth of Michael

It was dark., everything is dark, like his eyes were closed but he knows that he is not alone.

He did not speak, he did not hear but he understood., he can feel his power, its over flowing and it is everywhere.

"Why are you so powerful?"

The child, finally has spoken for the first time, but he doesn't know if that is necessary. He was just curious, an innocent child who just wanted to learn about what his senses are delivering.

"I cannot answer your question, My past is not your concern, but what you are about to be is what matters most."

The child did not hear his voice but he understood.,

"Please, if I may., i want to ask you once more.. What is my name? and what shall I call you?"

It was frightening yet he is so brave to ask, he feels like hot and cold at the same time like he is being punished. He has done nothing wrong, it was just the supreme power that shine and flash throughout the entire universe.

"You shall call me Alpha, and you my most righteous creature, i shall call you, Michael."

He woke with a smile in his face, like a child watching a colorful and beautiful surroundings. He can't imagine anything more beautiful, he did not understand how but he is happy and that what matters the most.

He flew everywhere, enjoying his existence..

Then suddenly..

another heartbeat...

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The Alpha

The most powerful yet to exist but no one knows his true form nor had seen him.

he created everything..,

but how he did it? - It will forever be a mystery.

like everyone else, he just wanted to be happy and enjoy his everlasting life, creating great things not for anyone to like but for him to smile.

his intention is never to be discuss, his plans is never to be argue for it is his own will to be follow and nothing more.

Finally he challenge himself to create something new, something who he can never be, even how much he wanted himself to be.

he created ordinaries.