The Eternals

[Cyberanson]

The procedure was horrible. Jibran couldn't imagine that his body would work like it did before. With open eyes he was lying on a hard pallet in a room without any source of light.

"Why?", he asked himself. There was no reason that they captured and tortured him.

At some point of time, after minutes or days in the darkness, Jibran felt asleep. He dreamt of some strange place, where he was abled to read the thoughts of the others, feel their feelings. Out of the sudden this imagination collapsed and pure agony was filling his mind. Red hatred flooded every corner of his body. At first he tried to resist, but the hatred was stronger than his moral. The procedure of the Bounty Hunters showed the expected effects... he dedicated to his irrational loathing.

Red and black shapes whirred in front of his eyes, forced him to stand up. Pain... awful pain in his head forced him to scream loudly in his small cell. The pain and hatred raised to blind agony. Like mad he was hammering against th walls. "The pain shall go away!"

Silence... darkness and quietness. They felt like paradise for him. An euphonious voice:

"TAIALDDAR! YOU HAVE TO COME BACK! WE'RE AWAITING YOU! FOLLOW THE PATH OF TRUTH TO AWAKE!"

In the blink of an eye Jibran was standing in a steel hangar, bedaubed in blood of slaughtered Bounty Hunters. Now he knew his mission, the way to go back, to finally reach the collective. And he knew that there are others... and how to convince them to come with him... back to the origin.

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