Sunlight shone on him. Slowly, he opened his eyes. Finding himself on a beach, shirt drenched with sea water, he struggled to stand to his feet.
Where am I? How did I end up here?
He thought and thought over and over again but still can't find an answer. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on his back. He touched his back and felt a few scars on his back. Then, things that happened flashed back.............
To sleep is to die..............
To sleep is to die..............
It has been days since he's been in the sea, floating through the ocean without any food or drinking water. He is slowly losing his consciousness. Then he saw his dead father, standing in the middle of the sea, waving to him.
Am I going to die? Is my father coming to bring me to the other world?
'It's time son, it's time for you to join me. Just stop holding to that broken piece of wood you're holding on to and reach out your hand to me, and you will no longer have pain and worries.'
Slowly, he reaches out his hand to his father. Then he remembered, Rule Number 1, Never ever fail your missions. Even if you failed it, you will have to do it again, until you succeed or that Jesus himself forgives you for your failure and come personally to bring you to the other world, accepting you as one of his followers.
He has failed the mission he was assigned to so he can't leave yet, if he does, Jesus will punish him and send him to hell. He have to finish what he was born to do, serve Jesus in the human world, this is what the Pheonix is all about. All those who are special, will be brought to the Sacred Place, where they are to be educated and taught about Christianity, and to serve Jesus with their life.
And yet, although they all are special, among the whole Pheonix, there is five chosen ones. Four of them are the head of the Pheonix. They sits in a closed chamber, listening to Jesus for the whole day, listening to him, and at the end of the day, they will come out with names of those whom will become threats to the whole world as well as the Pheonix, and assassinate them before they can act out what they are to do.
And the last of them is me. I am one of the chosen one and I am born to serve Jesus as he granted me an ability to kill with just a thought and some of the others call it 'magic'. However, I usually prefer to use guns as I feel more comfortable when using a gun rather than just a thought. I only use my special ability during extreme conditions which have never occurred.
So, I have to live on until Jesus comes to me but it won't be now because if Jesus wants me with him, why didn't he come to me on the first day I was in the sea?
So I still have to live on. I feel sleepy now but i can't sleep, because,
To sleep is to die.......
To sleep is to die.......
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Oh la la.... Reminiscent of "Wanted" :)
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