Chapter 3; Intuition

Chapter 3: Intuition."

The teenager leans forward, eager to learn more. "Close your eyes, and imagine a blank canvas in front of you," Floppy says. The teenager sees a white canvas, stretching out in all directions. "Now, imagine a dot of color appearing on the canvas," Floppy says. A red dot appears in the center of the canvas. "What does the dot mean to you?" Floppy asks. The teenager thinks about the dot. "It represents passion," he says. "A burning desire.""Good," Floppy says. "Now, imagine another dot of color appearing on the canvas." A green dot appears, next to the red one. "What does the green dot mean to you?" Floppy asks. The teenager considers the dot. "It represents growth," he says. "The potential for change and new beginnings." "Wonderful," Floppy says. "Now, imagine another dot of color on the canvas." A blue dot appears, next to the green and red dots. "What does the blue dot represent?" Floppy asks. The teenager thinks about the color blue. "It represents peace," he says"Very good," Floppy says. "Now, imagine a fourth dot of color appearing on the canvas." A yellow dot appears, joining the red, green, and blue dots. "What does the yellow dot represent?" Floppy asks. The teenager considers the yellow dot. "It represents happiness," he says. "A sense of joy and contentment." "You're doing very well," Floppy says. "Let's keep going." The teenager is fully immersed in the exercise. "What about a fifth dot?" Floppy asks. A purple dot appears on the canvas. "What does purple represent?"

"Purple represents creativity," the teenager says. "It's the color of imagination and inspiration." "Marvelous," Floppy says. "Now, imagine a sixth dot." A black dot appears on the canvas. "What does black represent?" Floppy asks. The teenager considers the black dot. "Black represents mystery," he says. "The unknown and the unseen." "Brilliant," Floppy says. "Now, imagine a seventh dot." A white dot appears, completing the rainbow. "What does white represent?" Floppy asks. The teenager takes a deep breath. "White represents purity," he says. "

"It's the color of innocence and clarity," Floppy says. "You've done a wonderful job interpreting the colors. Now, let's take this a step further. Imagine all the colors mixing together." The dots on the canvas begin to swirl and blend together, forming a multicolored blur. "What does this represent?" Floppy asks. The teenager focuses on the swirling colors. "It represents the world," he says. "The beauty and chaos of existence." "Wow," Floppy says. "You've really embraced this exercise. One more step to go."

The swirling colors on the canvas begin to fade. The canvas returns to its original white state. "Congratulations," Floppy says. "You've completed your training in the art of intuitive understanding. You've unlocked your potential for intuition. You may call yourself an Intuitionist." The teenager feels a sense of pride and accomplishment. "Thank you," he says. "Now, what's next?" "Now," Floppy says, "it's time to face your first challenge. Are you ready?" The teenager takes a deep breath. "Yes," he says. "Bring it on. "Good," Floppy says. "You'll begin your challenge in a dark, twisting labyrinth. The labyrinth is filled with monsters and traps. Your goal is to reach the center of the labyrinth. There, you'll find your first reward." "What kind of monsters and traps?" the teenager asks. "The labyrinth is filled with a variety of monsters," Floppy says. "From small, annoying pests to large, fearsome beasts. As for traps, they range from simple pitfalls to complex puzzles. But don't worry, your intuition will guide you through the labyrinth." "I'm ready," the teenager says. As you enter the labyrinth," Floppy says, "you hear a low growl in the distance. A pack of vicious wolves is approaching, their teeth bared and their eyes glowing red. What do you do?" The teenager thinks quickly. "I hide behind a nearby boulder," he says. "As the wolves pass by, I creep through the shadows, trying to remain as quiet as possible. I know that if I'm spotted, the wolves will attack." "You've made a wise choice," Floppy says. "Your stealth allows you to avoid the wolves, and you continue deeper into the labyrinth.

As you move deeper into the labyrinth," Floppy says, "you come to a crossroads. One path is wide and well-lit, while the other path is narrow and shrouded in darkness. Which path do you choose?" The teenager considers his options. "I choose the narrow, dark path," he says. "I know that the well-lit path is probably a trap, designed to lure the unwary traveler. The dark path may be dangerous, but I'm willing to take the risk." "You've made a bold choice," Floppy says.

"You approach the tower," Floppy says, "and find a heavy iron door blocking your way. There is no handle or keyhole, only a small plaque next to the door. It reads, 'To enter, solve the riddle.' What do you do?" The teenager reads the plaque, then thinks carefully. "What is the riddle?" he asks. "The riddle is this," Floppy says. "A box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside it is hid. What is it?" The teenager considers the riddle. "Aha!" he says. "The answer is !

"You shout the answer," Floppy says, "and the heavy door begins to creak open. You're hit by a rush of warm air as the door swings wide, revealing a long, winding staircase leading down into the darkness." "Do I go down the staircase?" the teenager asks. "Of course!" Floppy says. "You descend the staircase, and it seems to go on forever. After what feels like hours, you finally reach the bottom. You find yourself in a vast chamber. Torches

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"The chamber is filled with towering stacks of gold coins, gems, and jewels," Floppy says. "But something is wrong. The air is thick and heavy, and it smells of sulfur. You hear a low, rumbling sound. As you look around the chamber, you see that the floor is covered in cracks and fissures, and they're beginning to glow red-hot. Suddenly, you realize what's happening. The chamber is filling with lava!" The teenager's heart begins to race. "I have to get out of here!" he exclaims. "But how?"

"You look around frantically," Floppy says, "but the chamber seems to have no exits. As the lava rises higher and higher, you notice something strange. The far wall is covered in runes. One of them seems to be glowing brighter than the others. You feel drawn to it, and you approach the rune, reading the inscription out loud: 'To escape the flames, the answer lies within.'" "The answer?" the teenager says. "But what answer?" "You turn to look at the chamber again," Floppy says, "and you notice that one stack of treasure is taller than the others.

"You realize that the answer must be in that stack," Floppy says. "You push the treasure aside, revealing a hidden trapdoor. The lava is almost at your feet now, and you have no choice but to take a leap of faith. You throw open the trapdoor and jump through it, landing in a dark, cool tunnel." "What's down here?" the teenager asks. "You can't see anything," Floppy says. "But you feel a breeze coming from somewhere ahead of you. You decide to follow the breeze, feeling your way along the tunnel walls. The breeze grows stronger, and you begin to "You feel the tunnel begin to slope upward," Floppy says. "You can hear the sound of rushing water now, and you're starting to feel a bit more hopeful. The tunnel narrows, and you have to squeeze through a tiny opening. When you emerge on the other side, you find yourself in a cavern filled with a pool of crystal-clear water. A shaft of sunlight shines down from a hole in the cavern ceiling, illuminating the entire chamber. You can hear birdsong and the rustling of leaves above you. You're no longer in the lava-filled chamber.""You've reached the surface," Floppy says, "and you find yourself in a beautiful forest. You follow a narrow path, and after a short while, you emerge from the forest, finding yourself in a clearing. There, you see a small cottage. A figure is moving around inside. You feel compelled to approach the cottage, and as you get closer, you see a young woman come out to tend her garden. She looks up and sees you, and her eyes light up with recognition." "Do I know this woman?" the teenager asks. "That's up to you," Floppy says. "What happens next is "The woman runs to greet you, and you feel a strange sense of familiarity," Floppy says. "She takes your hand and leads you inside the cottage. There, you see a cozy room with a fire crackling in the hearth. The woman offers you a cup of tea, which you gratefully accept. As you sip your tea, you realize that you're feeling more at peace than you've ever felt before. The woman smiles at you, and you feel yourself smiling back. Then, she speaks." "What does she say?" the teenager asks. "That's for you to decide," Floppy says. ""The woman looks at you, and her words are gentle and soothing," Floppy says. "You feel yourself becoming more and more relaxed. She asks you a question, and you find yourself wanting to answer honestly, from the deepest part of your heart." "What's the question?" the teenager asks. "The question is," Floppy says, "what do you truly want?" "What do I truly want?" the teenager asks himself. "That's a question I don't think I've ever asked myself before." "It's an important question," Floppy says. "Take your time to answer it."As you ponder the question, you start to feel something shift inside you," Floppy says. "Something that's been buried deep inside your heart is starting to awaken. You feel it growing stronger, taking shape and form. And then, you have an answer." "What is the answer?" the teenager asks. "The answer is," Floppy says,this is your journey.

As you sit there, contemplating your journey, you feel Floppy's presence fade away. You are alone with your thoughts and your feelings. You know that you need to decide what comes next. And you know that whatever you choose, it will be the right choice for you. Because this journey is yours, and only you can decide how it ends. You feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. You're ready to take the next step, whatever it may be. You're ready to begin the rest of your life.

It's a bright, sunny day, and the world looks beautiful from above. A bird is flying through the sky, gliding on the air currents. The bird spots something interesting below and swoops down. As it approaches, it sees a young person sitting alone, deep in thought. The bird lands nearby, curious about the person. It hops closer, watching the person carefully. The person seems to be unaware of the bird's presence. The bird cocks its head, studying the person. The person is deep in contemplation, lost in their own thoughts.

As the bird watches the person, now known as Flood, they suddenly stand up. Flood stretches, then begins to walk. The bird follows, flying just above and behind. Flood walks through the forest, taking in the beauty of the trees, the sounds of the birds, and the smells of the earth. They feel a sense of peace and contentment, despite the uncertainty of their future. The bird continues to follow, curious about where Flood is headed. As Flood walks, they notice something ahead. A river, wide and fast-flowing.

(NOTE : THE TEENAGER IS NOW KNOWN AS FLOOD AND FLOPPY IS LIVING IN HIM SO I'LL START TO CALL HIM THEY

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As Flood approaches the river, they notice something else. A small boat is docked at the river's edge. It's an old, wooden boat, looking as if it's been there for years. The boat has a name painted on the side, but the paint is faded and the name is barely legible. Flood steps into the boat and sits down. They take a deep breath and close their eyes. The bird lands on the edge of the boat, watching Flood intently. After a few moments, Flood opens their eyes. Something has changed. A feeling of calmness has come over them.

The boat begins to move. At first, Flood is alarmed, but they soon realize that the boat is moving by itself. The boat glides across the water, moving with the current. Flood relaxes and watches the scenery pass by. As the boat travels further down the river, the scenery changes. The forest gives way to a vast, open plain. The sun shines brightly, making everything look golden. In the distance, Flood sees a mountain range, jutting up into the sky. The bird squawks, as if to draw Flood's attention to something.

Flood looks in the direction the bird is pointing and sees something strange. A figure is walking across the plain, heading in the same direction as the boat. The figure is tall and slender, and they seem to be glowing from within. Flood can't make out any details, but they feel a strange sense of recognition. They have the feeling that they've seen this figure before, but they can't remember when or where. As the figure gets closer, they stop and turn to face the boat. Flood stares into the figure's eyes, and suddenly, everything goes dark.As Flood's eyes adjust to the darkness, they realize that they're no longer on the river. They're standing in a large, open field. In the distance, they can see a large, imposing structure. It looks like a school, but unlike any school Flood has ever seen. The building is made of stone, and it has many towers and spires. As Flood approaches the building, they notice that there are many people around. Most of them seem to be young, and Flood can't help but notice that most of them are female.

As Flood's eyes adjust to the darkness, they realize that they're no longer on the river. They're standing in a large, open field. In the distance, they can see a large, imposing structure. It looks like a school, but unlike any school Flood has ever seen. The building is made of stone, and it has many towers and spires. As Flood approaches the building, they notice that there are many people around. Most of them seem to be young, and Flood can't help but notice that most of them are female.