Chapter 2 - Enter: Alex Luxilum

I remember sitting on an empty road when all of this was happening. It was empty, but not silent. I heard screaming in the distance, but I was lost in my hollow thoughts. Looking at the stars that were smiling at me. The government dubbed this event the "Tacet Massacre". I think that approximately two to three million people around the world were found dead or missing after a flash of light that engulfed the world for a few seconds. It was a horrifying and gruesome event. I still don't know if my parents survived the whole thing. I don't know if I even have parents. The only family I knew at the time was the Carrier Safety Organization. I am a Super Natural Carrier. Never really liked the name.

SNCs can exhibit supernatural powers. Powers that are majestic, dangerous, and vibrant. Your bloodline determines what color your powers will be. Two in a hundred people are SNCs, so I guess you could call us a rare species, but I don't believe that. Some "normal" people live in fear of SNCs. That vocal minority started to come out in full force throughout the Tacet Massacre era, blaming SNCs for the millions of lives that were lost.

The CSO was started up by a Non-SNC called Andre Petterson. You heard that right. The many dangers that came with being an SNC did not phase Andre at all. Andre had parents that were SNCs, but he lost them in an accident that he never got to tell me about. The CSO was not supported nor funded by the government, so things were hard at the start. Different groups would smuggle SNCs to safer spots around the world and there were also shelters near the CSO headquarters. The organization quickly fell apart after the Tacet Massacre due to the vocal minority that I talked about earlier. Andre disappeared. Maybe he's living on a secret island. I would like to think that at least.

I stayed at one of the shelters for a few months before the CSO collapsed. Andre's face still haunts me. He was stressed, scared. Looked like he was going to drop to the floor and scream at the slightest provocation. I was still the same clueless boy, sitting on that road. I don't know if he was like a Dad or an older brother to me. He always made sure to check up on anyone that he could lay his eyes on. He found me on the day the massacre happened and told me that he would always be there if I ever felt afraid.

A few years later, I met another SNC called Caufree Canentem. We both went to a place of study, called the "University of Super Natural Arts'' or USNA for short, where SNCs learn to hone their powers, as well as learn other things such as literature, maths, and so on. To my shock, this whole idea was started up by Janice and Rondell Canentem; Caufree's parents. Caufree says that he's happy that they left something behind that so many people can benefit from, but I've always wondered how hard it is for him to deal with their disappearance. How hard it is to feel alone. Well, I know what it's like to feel alone. But then I met Caufree, as well as so many other people that have powers just like me.

A week or two ago, Caufree wanted to speak to me "in private". He was being more determined than usual. "I think we are at that age." he excitedly exclaimed. I told him that it was a bit too late to be talking about puberty, but then he quickly dismissed that statement and told me that we could finally traverse the "worlds beyond our comprehension". This is something that we learned about in one of our literature classes.

"These worlds are said to be linked to our emotions. Continuously being shaped by the thoughts that live in your mind. What may be lost in this reality, can be reformed in another plane of existence."

I asked him why he wanted to do this.

"To find our parents, our loved ones, or maybe even find something that will lead us to them. I know it'll be hard, but I think that we can do this."

Caufree was at the top of all of his classes, but he doesn't like it when people mention that. He helped me with my studies and gave me the motivation to become the person that I am today. If there's one person in this world that I trust the most, it's him. It was like I was sitting on that road again. Caufree told me to meet him at a port, a port with an abandoned building.