As the seconds passed nothing seed to calm down.
The tal walls started to shake in and out as if the building was like the inside of a whale.
Mack, with his two hand covering his face was unable to see it, but even if was, his ntal state would not allow him to.
Because when engrossed in a feeling humans could beca blind to all around them.
And Mack was puting out all his accumulated rage. All that rage that was kept being hidden under his facade of a strong and untouchable man.
Mack was indeed strong, but even the strongest man would have soft spots, had regrets, had rage, fear and love.
Thats the cruelty of mankind, every single human could achieve enormous accomplishnts, but in the process of doing it they would have to sacrifice a part of them. They would have to die..
And today was Mack day to die.
To be able to continue forward, he would need to let his old self die.
"NOOO!"
Scread Mack, rembering soone stabbing his father, he avoided that mory like he avoided himself from connecting with others.
Essence exploded in a strong montum all around Mack as he scread.
The building he was inside shook and a wall by his side bended and was ripped of the building flyng miles away.
~ to live you must die ~
Said a voice inside Mack head, and for a glimpse of ti Mack was able to regain consciousness, but was only a glimpse.
"NEVER! I WILL NEVER LET THEM DIE!"
Scread Mack rembering of his father and the few friends he had in life. He would prefer to truly die than let those mories and their sacrifice be forgotten.
A man, is his own mories, is his own regrets, is his own passions.
That was what make them stronger.
That was what make them move foward. That was what make them never stop.
~ stop struggling and embrace my calling ~
"NEVER"
Scread Mack admist tears that rolled from his closed eyes, closed so tight that seed as if Mack would lose himself if he opened them.
Opening his eyes he would accept the true of this cruel world but also lose his himself.
And lose his hopes.
Hia.life seed to flash before his eyes as every single mont that he already lived was replayed in his mind.
Sha, awkward, joy, tears, rage, lust...
His face now was a reflect of his mories as they replayed in his own mind.
Mack was trapped.
Trapped in a cage inside his own mind, a cage made of hia worst mories.
~thump~
His body fell to the floor while the Essence stop the destruction around him
His battle now was not one that could be won with punchs.
His battle was against his own self.
He needed to face his most deep regrets in life.
Hours passed by and no sign of life was coming from Mack.
The cold breeze of the night entered the restaurant bringing along the stars im the sky.
Outside the restaurant the darkness of the night engulfed the city, but there was no one to lant the ending of the day as the single aoul alive now was struggling in his own mind to keep living.
But just like a nightmare that could not last forever, Mack opened his eyes.
His mind started to feel less sore and he started to feel better, it was like he was waking up from a bad dream.
But now he understood.
He could not have self pity for the rest of his life. Shit happens all the ti, he needed to enjoy the good monts and move forward when luck abandoned him.
But he would never forget the ones important to him. Neither the sacrifice they made for him to just be able to breathe.
It was part of him.
But he would never again feel self pity. He would never again bla other for his misfortune.
But his revenge was another matter itself. As the pain he suffered was part of him, his revenge was too.
Mack opened his eyes and looked around to the destroyed building and figured what happened.
"If at least I could do this while concious, would be no need for runespells"
Mack stood up and moved his gaze to the outside and saw a small child running sowhere.
It was Mack, his young self.
The kid was pursuing a blue bird.
Not one second later both vanished in thin air like an illusion.
Mack kept looking to that place for a few more seconds, as if it entranced by a dejavu, or a mory that he could barely rember.
A few seconds later where the kid vanished a gate started to appear, almost the sa way as before the gate ca from the ground in the middle of the square of the city.
[Congratulations on passing the Gate of Regrets. Albeit not in the correct way, you still passed]
Mack regained his focus and looked around, the food he was eating was nowhere to be found.
~sigh~
"No gifts from granpa this ti?"
[No]
"Lets go than"
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