Chapter 2: Twisted Fate (Part 2)
Eshan felt pain searing through his body as the bullet tore into his head, but then—nothing. He opened his eyes to find himself in an endless darkness. A single, faint dot of light hovered in the distance.
Eshan:"This warmth... the closer I get, the more comfortable it feels."
Drawn to it instinctively, he began walking. Then running. The dot expanded into a glowing door. As he reached out—
{WHOOSH — CRACK}
The darkness started to peel away. A gentle voice echoed from behind the light.
Voice:"Child, we will answer your questions. Now come here."
Eshan stepped through the door. The blinding light forced him to shield his eyes, but it soon faded. A massive celestial hall came into view.
Eshan (whispering):"What is this place...?"
The voice guided him inward. Pillars of light surrounded him. He approached what looked like a sacred altar. But just as he reached it—
Voice (whispers something into his ear)
Eshan collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.
Eshan:"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Blood seeped from his eyes, ears, and nose. Slowly, the pain faded. He opened his eyes—and now, he could see their true form.
Surrounding him were beings in radiant white robes, six wings spread behind each. Weapons drawn—aimed at him.
Eshan:"Why... why are your weapons pointed at me?!"
Suddenly, a new presence arrived. Footsteps echoed. All the other angels knelt.
A majestic figure entered—taller, brighter, with more wings than the rest.
???:"I am Zevile. I am here to escort you to the King."
Eshan:"The King? Who is he?"
Zevile:"Your questions will be answered. Come."
They walked through the hall. Every celestial being they passed knelt before them. They arrived at massive golden doors.
Zevile:"My King, your humble servant brings forth your vessel."
From behind the door, a deep, calm voice spoke.
???:"Child, we finally meet."
Eshan felt something stir in his chest.
Eshan:"Are... are you related to me?"
???:"Let me introduce myself first."
All the archangels looked up in shock. The King never introduced himself.
???:"I am Aureon, the King of the Light Pillars. You may know us as angels... or celestials."
The eight archangels rose to introduce themselves:
Calenor – the First Archangel
Velina – the Second
Seraphiel – the Third
Avenel – the Fourth
Thalor – the Fifth
Zevile – the Sixth
Elarien – the Seventh
Zavien – the Eighth
Aureon:"Ask anything, child."
Eshan:"Why am I here? Why do you feel so... familiar?"
Aureon:"Because you are my vessel."
Eshan:"But... why me?"
Aureon:"Words can't explain it. Let me show you."
The eight archangels gasped.
Archangels:"Your Majesty, you mustn't—"
Aureon stepped forward, placed a hand on Eshan's forehead—and everything went dark.
Meanwhile, Rayan took his final breath in the mortal world.
He found himself in a dark void, but unlike Eshan, no light greeted him. Only a trail of blood, faint and winding.
With nothing left, he followed it—unaware he was being pulled into a second chance.
Suddenly, Rayan opened his eyes.
He was... back in the hospital.
Eshan:"Hey Ren, why are you staring blankly?"
Rayan:"Wait—what time is it?"
Eshan:"5:00 PM."
Rayan:"Not 8:00...?"
Eshan:"Ren, what's wrong? You're acting weird."
Rayan walked out, silent. He knew the future. The bombing. The massacre. And this time... he would stop it.
He prepared. For 2.5 hours, his body shook—not with fear, but anticipation. He would kill them. All of them.
Rayan:"Esh, meet me in Room 001 at 8:00 PM."
Eshan:"Alright."
{BOOMMMMMMM}
The explosion went off. Just as before. But this time, Rayan was ready.
Gas. Traps. Silence.
He took them out. One by one. Except two—the one who killed Eshan, and the one who tortured him.
He bound them. Tortured them.
Terrorists:"Please... just kill us!"
But he felt... nothing.
Rayan:"Why...? Why am I not satisfied?!"
Blood-soaked, numb, he walked to Room 001.
Rayan:"Esh, something's wrong."
Eshan:"Why are you covered in blood...?"
Without warning, Rayan swung the blade.
Eshan:"Why...?"
Rayan:"You can drop the act. Who are you?"
Eshan's expression twisted. A smile. Too wide. Too unnatural.
Eshan (grinning):"Hahahahaha... perfect. PERFECT, Rayan. You are... absolutely perfect."