Existential cycle

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As a child I saw how everyone followed a fixed trajectory for which to grant in the bonfire of time, all his life so that the combustion of history never stopped, new people could warm up in it, see its intense brightness that makes no one want to stop to see it to give oneself fully to the darkness of death...

Some offer their lives so that it encompasses more luminosity, others keep it alive for their loved ones... That in the future they may be remembered, since this flame reflects those who gave their lives so that it continues to bless future generations .

That's why we live, and we exist.

Words like you are, my father transmitted to me when he was 5 years old, with great affection I remember his anecdotes after a hard day of work and sacrifice, in which he literally offered his life for others

He was a policeman, he always arrived with a kind and serene countenance, giving my mother a kiss, although clearly at that time I was shuddered to see signs of affection between them.

Although many of his lessons may have worn away like rocks eroded by the water of a recurring rain, I particularly remember one of the stories that always endure through our nation's history.

The story of Alix's Justice.

It was on a snowy night, the flames of a campfire and an orange light comforted and illuminated us, being an 8-year-old boy, I will always remember that night.

-Hal, I hope you remember this whenever you can, I always hoped you were someone who would follow in the footsteps of the family tradition, help your people and protect the lives of the innocent, that's the motto my grandfather left to my father, and here I am, I am a policeman, and even if you are not what I am in the future, I hope you will follow this teaching in your own way, and that is why I am going to tell you a story tonight.

-Dad, I have always wanted to be like you, no matter how much time passes, I will always be like you, because you are my hero.

-It's flattering, but before I continue, let me tell you something that happened... a long time ago.

-Those were difficult times... Gods and races of demigods fought for the supreme power, among them a god named Alix, he remained neutral in this war, observing how the destruction devastated the entire inhabited earth, he never believed in war as a means of executing the so-called justice, but in turn, the feeling of betrayal that his family gave him by questioning his ideals he never managed to accept.

Until the day he met a beautiful human, with whom he would fall totally in love.

Gods and humans would never be together, not even in the nightmares of all the existing races of gods, therefore, after agreeing to a pact for the systematic extermination of humans, Alix decided to stop the atrocities of her clan, and those of a war that lasted millennia and millennia.

So I create 20 laws that I call: The Divine Agreements

So that those who were not willing to comply with them, or simply ignore them, would be exiled from their new nation, after a long fight, Alix managed to get everyone to comply with these agreements in their entirety, ending an era, and the beginning of an era. of peace.

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-My son, just like these teachings, transcend time and travel to future times, justice cannot be avoided, either from that correction that a teacher gave you, or our head of work makes us see, the justice will always be ensured. everyone's happiness, and even if the objective is different, if we continue with it, we will be really happy, so... Hal, follow this path, and make those who you love, can be happy.

My eyes shone, and at that moment, everything I wanted to do was completely illuminated, a frozen night, a winter day, a starry night, a night where I asked a star... That I could fulfill my dream for everyone and each of my loved ones

And that... It could not be fulfilled as I once wished.

My mother falling to the ground, losing consciousness... A dark alley, the smell of gunpowder, the screams of a not-so-old man, a guy with long hair, three bodies on the ground, the scent of iron growing stronger As I fell to the ground losing consciousness, when I opened my eyes I only saw a dark silhouette, which, seeing me well, only said:

-What joy...

Trying to pick him up off the ground he just didn't seem to move, maybe he's just tired, that's what I thought... My mother is too... I innocently thought.

I never believed that innocence... A dark night where the stars seemed to have gone out... One more would shine next to them, giving me the light that it could not give to the world... So that I could make it shine until the day I died. join them.

Dressed in black attire, one rainy day, everyone spilling another drop of water from their eyes, one day I wonder why my father would never come out of where he was locked up, asking please not to be left where he would be alone... Without light without shelter, without love... I could simply deliver one more drop to that melancholic drizzle that never seems to cease since that day.

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It seems like yesterday when all these emotions came to me, but more than 14 years have passed, and I come to give you love, to whom for 8 years you could give it to me.

-You know old man... Certainly you left and now I would like you to know that I did everything you asked of me... And I will follow your steps until the end, but I would love it if we could go for a drink together this day where I will finally take my exams to the police academy, and I'll finally get further than you did.

Taking a glass of his favorite liquor, I spilled it on his grave, took a drink, and left the place where he can never leave

-Well... It's time to start another day