THE DEFIANT

At the beginning of time, when no laws, elements, or souls existed.

There was only chaos, a complete darkness void of everything, not until “a will was born,” a will that was born of creation and destruction, and with this will the universe was created; elements, laws, and souls were born from this will, which became a being above all after many eons of evolution.

Many eons have passed since lived and flourished on one of the worlds created by this being named Earth. There was a continent called Africa and a country that exists by the name of Nigeria, a unique country of black people with different cultures and beliefs and a form of corruption.

A 19-year-old boy was walking mindlessly on a wet day in a city in this country, lost in his thoughts.

He had always been by himself, but because he needed to make a living, he engaged in a variety of jobs that would provide him with the daily income he needed.

On this particular day, it was pouring severely, but he didn’t mind until he heard a disturbance near a bank where a heist was taking place.

As soon as he saw what was going on, he started to fear since the cops and the thief were exchanging gunfire.

Bang...

He was shot. He lost all vitality in his body, his movement stopped, and his vision blurred.

But in his mind, there was only relief, bitterness, and loneliness; his corpse lay on the road, but his soul was gone.

Ahhhhhhhhhhnn

Damn, my head hurts. Huh, where am I?

Is this hell?

Why can’t I move?

If I recall right, the goddam thieves shot me. What a dreadful death (sigh). Okay, that’s irrelevant now, but where am I? When one dies, an angel is meant to appear and examine one’s beliefs. Is it always necessary to wait for them? Perhaps I should be patient. Anyway, now that I’m a ghost, I don’t have anything to do. I’m unfortunate, yet there are still many fantastic adventures I’d like to have in my life. Dammit, it’s quite difficult to make it in that life, especially when you’re alone and have no assistance.

He started thinking out loud.

Then all of a sudden, the entire world began to tremble. He can hear others sobbing and hear some yelling triumphant cries, but he cannot see anything. He tried to concentrate, but all he can make out is infinite darkness. He screams, but nobody responds. He keep on hearing screams of despair and the sound of death. Then fear began to grow inside of him.

But then he heard a voice; he could hear the voice, but it seemed to come from a long distance away. The voice was majestic, and it carried a will that would not tolerate suppression, a will that would break rather than bow.

“The world is blessed and cursed; the dao is emotionless; all things are encompassed; only the strong are favored; and only the strong rule,” the voice then said to him.

Son, take charge of your destiny. Be a warrior with a strong will to pursue hegemony. If the gods get in your way, kill them; if the devil is against you, make them scream; if the skies get in your way, divide the heavens; but in your heart, respect everyone. Defy the heavens and tread on the earth.

You are my proud son.

Then there was silence.

The boy’s soul was dumbfounded, and the next thought that came to his mind was, “Wtf?

confused, then he screamed, “What’s going on here? Who are you? What do you mean with all that nonsense?

But all he received was silence and no reply; he was speechless.

Then he started hearing the screams of death and despair again, and then fear overcame him again.

but all of a sudden, the darkness receded and light illuminated his world.

What he saw made his eye almost pop out of his socket.

He saw an infinite battleground filled with various species warring, and the stench of death lingered around frightening and diabolical beings.

There was a catastrophe war going on.

The battle was endless in different areas; some were on the ground, others were in the air, some had wings, and some were giants and tall that he had never seen before except in the story of David and the giant he heard on earth. He had the impression that there was more to this giant than the story he had heard on Earth.

Then the thought came to him: “Where am I?

His viewpoint then shifted. Nobody was aware that there was an underground beneath the battleground. All of this appeared to be being projected onto him on purpose in his eyes.

Then he saw a giant egg surrounded by endless blood with different tattoos around it.

At least, that’s what he initially believed, but then he noticed that this tattoos were actually moving and absorbing the blood surrounding him. He raised his gaze once more to the battleground and noticed that the source of the blood flow was there.

Then suddenly, it was like something clicked in his mind.

He looks back to the giant egg, then back to the battlefield, and then realizes that he was in a fucking giant egg.

Dammit, I’m in a fucking giant egg. What’s going on here? What’s going on here?

I thought I was dead. Is this hell?

Wait, this is not how the hell the story was; wtf is going on here?

Then suddenly, he felt a pain he had never felt before in his life.

Everything becomes blurry again.

In his mind, there was fear and absolute pain and fear. He screamed, but no one came to his aid. He sought salvation, but there was no salvation.

He thought he was being punished for all his sins since that’s the story he knows on earth, but in reality, this is different. This is a world of cultivation; this is a world of everything..