Taking his first step to the church.
What welco John is a magnificent place full of white color. Taking just a step inside this place brings you tranquility and it calms you down.
Its almost as if you can forget all your problems even if just for a little while.
A old man dress in white approach John and his mother.
"Oh John, are you here to receive your "God’s Blessing"?"
The old man amiably ask John.
"Yes, Father Peter. I am so excited to receive my power."
John answered cheerfully but still respectful.
This old man is Father Peter, the one that in charge here in this church. He is an amiable old man that everyone in this town knows.
He is respected here in this town wherever he go because of his good nature. He help anyone that has a problem.
Just like when John’s father died and they don’t know what to do. The Father visit them at ho and give them help until they recover and can stand again.
"Then let’s go, follow ."
They enter further inside the church and there is a door at the side.
They open the door and enter. What is inside is just a small room with an altar in the middle. There is a sculpture of a beautiful lady in the altar.
That lady is the Goddes of this world, Goddess Marsha.
"Put your hand on the Goddess and close your eyes." Father Peter told John.
John nodded and walk to the sculpture and touch it with his hand and close his eyes.
Then Father Peter said " Okay, now repeat after , ’ Goddess Marsha, The one that guide us, the one who bless us, give your blessing, give power’ now your turn."
John repeated just like Father Peter said "Goddess Marsha, The one that guide us, the one who bless us, give your blessing, give power."
After John finish, Light slowly gather around him and created a bright light but it did not blind oneself, it just give you a warm feeling and make you feel comfortable.
After the light subsided, John here a ring that followed by a voice that only he can here.
[Ring]
[You receive ’Multiplier, from The Goddess Marsha]
anwhile, as John is sleeping on his bed back on his house. Another conflict is about to happen.
In an alley near the market, there are quite a lot of young people wearing dark disheveled clothing that is full of tears and stitches.
Their faces are full of dust and soot, they don’t have footwear to shield their tiny and delicate feets from the hazards from the ground.
There are quite a lot of kids with the sa type of garnt and the clothes they might even be called as trash by others. These kids are those who can usually be seen begging for so change on the streets. They live on the slum but they don’t have a proper house to live in and call it ho.
There are also those wearing the sa clothes that are full of stitches but they are not covered in dirt and dust. You can see that they are poor but not as poor as the other children’s. These kids are those who live in the slums but they have a proper ho.
In that gathering full of kids, one adult is standing in front of all of them. The man has a sack on his side full of cheap satchels filled with sothing.
The man who is in front with a sack is none other than the man who just visited John’s house, Mark.
"Okay, kids. So, today I brought with for you all is so food. I already counted you all again last ti so I think this will be enough for each of you to have so."
After Mark finished speaking, he pulled out a satchel with food from the sack and held it up for all the kids to see.
"Here, you see this, this contains foods that can last you for a week if you eat it frugally."
Then he handed it to the kid at the side that was waiting for the ti to hand out food.
The kid reached it and looked at what it contained. There are so grains, so jerky, and vegetables. It’s not a lot but it will be sothing that will help them pass by another day with a stomach that is not empty.
The kid smiled for a bit showing his joy on receiving this satchel before he imdiately closed the satchel and hugged it tightly while looking around as if he is scared of sothing.
Living in the slums, it is common for so dark things to happen. Like robbery, snatching, murder etc. And so of it will be inevitable for so of it to be seen by those who live there.
Being soone who lives in the slums, the kid already adapted to it and is always wary of things surrounding him.
Mark continued handing out more satchels to other kids after he passed the first.
The place where they are is just a cold dark alley but the kindness that Mark showed them is sothing very warm to their hearts.
It continued like this for a while before a voice interrupted them.
"Well, well. Looks like you are having fun out here, huh" a voice from behind them said,
The kids and Mark turned around to see from where the voice ca from.
After seeing who it is, the kids revealed a scared expression while so of them even started shivering. When Mark saw just who ca here, his eyebrows locked into a frown and a heavy feeling dawn to him.
"What are you doing here." Question Mark to the man who arrived with a few other people behind him in tow, Mark has a grave voice when he speaks.
The man who arrives has dark yellowish skin, and from his muscular physique he is quite strong. He got a smile on his face that had a mix of teasing and mocking.
He got an ugly face that you would compare to a lizard and will still feel that the lizard is being treated unfairly. That’s just how ugly he is.
"Hihihihi, my brother, how many tis do I have to tell you to stop doing these things, huh?" Said the ugly man as he walked towards Mark.
Hearing the other party calling him brother, the locked eyebrows of Mark further tighten,
"I already told you, I have no brother like you!" He said with a hoarse and deep voice. His eyes glaring daggers to the ugly man.
Seeing Mark acting like this, the ugly man looked at him for a bit before he burst out laughing, he laughed so hard that tears were coming out of his eyes that he wiped it away.
"...Wahahahaha, Hay. Tsk tsk tsk, Mark haha, No matter how much you deny it hehe that is the truth. We. Are. Brothers." He said, approaching Mark.
Mark did not reply, keeping his mouth shut as he glared at the man.
The man arrives in front of Mark just a half a ter away from where Mark is standing.
"Well, you know Mark, I did not know that you’re still doing this kind of thing," the ugly man said as he looked at the sack full of satchel that contained food.
Mark did not like where this was going, he knew the personality of his brother, no, not brother, the personality of this bastard is. It is much more uglier than what his face looks like, just imagine that kind of personality.
So he asked again with a coarse voice, "You did not answer my question, What are you doing here, Moss!?"
The ugly bastard, or Moss stared at the agitated looking Mark and smiled. He leaned forward to Mark’s ears and said, "Hehe, do you really want to know why? Well, I’ll tell you. It’s because we know you’re gathering kids here.
"We got so deal from an unknown man, he said he’s a at dealer. He was asking for childrens to be brought to him. He was going to sell them, he said. Hehehe, he is so sick and disgusting but we will profit from this deal a lot."
Moss got a twisted expression as he was telling Mark about what was happening while Mark’s face grew more and more furious from what he heard.
Mark looks at the kids around him and he grows more angry not just towards Miss, but also at himself.
Just why can’t I do anything about it! I know that I am not an opponent to this lot of people. I will not be able to save all these children from I...If only.. If only I have more power...I.. I wish... I wish I had more strength!
By this ti, the sky above is already dark, the sun that gives warmth is already gone to the other part of the world.
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