Chapter 3 : Fated

The dark soul pulled the light away from those immoral things. Afraid that it will tarnish the light with its endless sins. Another loud sound could be heard from outside. Like a firework that lights the starry skies. The light soul looked out of the place where it was. Looking carefully at the falling dark lights. Those lights look like meteorites falling and crashing to the ground. The dark light pulled the light behind it. Hiding away the light to protect it from any harm. Creating warmth inside those beautiful eyes of the light's heart. The light soul looked at it and wondered its mind. Thinking of things that the light was not sure what those are.

Outside the place, where both of them are, were those dark souls that slowly stood up and sniffed the place. Examining the fragrant smell of the light. One of the dark souls looked at the place where they were hiding. It walked nearer and nearer to them. However, it stopped when it saw another dark soul holding the weak light. Not walking near anymore, afraid to be in a pit.

That dark soul walked away, like nothing had happened. While those dark souls that just fell to the ground, walked with it. Like that dark was their own leader or master. The light soul looked at the dark soul that was holding its hands. The dark was protective and the light knew it. The dark soul looked back and saw those beautiful and full of curiosity eyes of the light soul. It wanted to captivate those beautiful eyes and lock the weak and fragile soul with it. The light soul once again heard a voice, however, it was not the majestic and powerful voice calling out to it. It was like a waterfall calling to the light soul.

"My child, the place that I've put you is a sinful place. Take my hand and I'll take you out of there, before that place creates a being", the voice explained to the light soul. It was neither in a hurry nor slow. Like a flying bird, carefully explaining things to the light.

The dark soul heard the voice because it was holding the light soul. It knows that things are not right nor things are wrong, but, somehow it wanted the light to stay where it was. Its eyes are full of agony as it tightens its way of holding. Afraid that the light would follow the command of that voice, afraid that the light would leave the dark. It looked at the light soul and shook its head, disagreeing with those words that were just said by the voice. All of a sudden, a voice came out of the dark soul. Like a firework that suddenly exploded in the starry skies.

"Don't leave me here", the dark soul was surprised and frightened with those words that came out of its mouth.

Its voice was manly and cold, but it carried warmth in it. For the first time the light soul was shocked and its heart thumped. Louder and louder as it looked at the dark soul. The dark soul was turning into flesh. Slowly creeping and binding the dark soul with its vines. The skin was as light as the light soul and those eyes were as dark as the dark soul. The voice once again called out.

"If you don't want me to take you, at the very least, this dark soul would guide you", as the voice spoke those words the light's heart was slowly degenerating, until nothing could be heard anymore from it.

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Thousands of stars light up the galaxy. Those selected lights are slowly being put into test. A bright light soul can be seen standing near the tree of life. As it looked around the place, wondering and thinking of its companion. Another light walked near it, the light was tender and full of warmth. As it looked at the bright light with full of love in its eyes. Slowly the light was turning into flesh. It was a female light and it looked docile into the eyes of other lights. The bright light was not at all fascinated with the female light. It has its own companion and it knows. The female light holds the bright light with her arms.

"Why are you still in your flesh? I'm right here", The female light said with tenderness and warmth.

However, the bright light seemed to not know what the female light said. It just looked at her with eyes full of coldness. Like the temperature on a cold winter night. The female light was embarrassed with what she just did. Another light, slowly turned into the flesh of a man. He walked near the female light and took her hands. Pulling her away from the bright light. With eyes full of warmth and love, he took away the female light.

Another thousands years have passed and all the lights were fully turned into flesh. Their flesh is tender and bright to the eyes. Like how an apple shines when it is put into the sunlight. The bright light was a man. He was popular among the thousands of lights. Those lights admired him and loved to be with him. However, those eyes never looked at them. Silently waiting for his companion to arrive. Those thousands of lights have their own thread. It connects them to their fated person. Alas, the man was fated to a person who had not yet arrived. He waited patiently, waiting for his companion. Even if thousands of years have passed, he never looked at another person.