Rest Art

Fear and Choices

It was dark, it's the same thing Tyrael saw each time he slept yet this time it feels different. Gust of wind suddenly blow through him making him slowly  open his eyes. Fields of green filled his view. The sky was blue with white clouds decorating it.  Tyrael felt calm and happy a feeling that is rare in these events.

Tyrael looked around and saw a family, a Sankta mother and an Oni father sitting on the grass with food in their hands laughing together with their daughter. Tear flowing from Tyrael eyes, as the scene he shows made him feel joy, warm, and satisfied as if this is what he had been looking for all along.

The daughter seemed to notice him. She smile and waved at him, then their parents turns to look Tyrael as they smiled  inviting him to join them. They were so friendly as if they were waiting for him, as if Tyrael was their family. The scene turns to blinding light then darkness.

Tyrael open his eyes slowly tears flowing from his eyes through his mask. He opened his mask and wipe his tears off and after a brief silence he noticed a warm glow emanating from his right side. Tyrael looked to his right, his new sabre glows a warm light and he instantly understands what just happened.

 "a kinder path...." Tyrael talk to himself as he contemplate what he found out about the sabre so far. Tyrael feelings are jumbled as he was grateful of the sword yet something inside him feels like the sword constrain him. Tyrael asked to himself.

 "those who are willing to take life for their own gain deserve nothing but death and suffering.. Is it not?...."

Tyrael sighed, he didn't know where this thought came from, no he knew yet he feared the truth. Nevertheless he is disturbed not just by the sword but by his own cold and harsh mind. Tyrael knew that he would felt nothing if he killed that Forte but that is the reason why he feared what he could become or maybe had become.

Tyrael sighed heavily and lay back down on his bed. He looked at the ceiling. Then he looked around. The same room he woke up to for a few days. Room that is void of any personal memorabilia but his jacket and bag. Tyrael finally realized he was back on his room and remembered what had happened before he lost consciousness.  

Tyrael immediately wear his mask and jacket and jump to Penguin Logistics office and frantically look around. He was interrupted by a voice.

"THE OFFICE IS CLOSED WHAT THE HELL ARE YA DOIN BACK HERE!" Emperor shouted as he walk out from his own office.

"Croissant?" Tyrael asked.

"home with the others hell I'm PRETTY SURE that we sent you home too!" Emperor angrily said as he walked to the fridge.

Hearing what Emperor said Tyrael sighed in relief. He walked towards the couch and slumped on it relaxing his body. Emperor grab a beer and show it to Tyrael but he wave to decline it, Emperor shrugs then sat across Tyrael drinking his beer.

Silence filled the room as Emperor enjoys his beer for awhile. Tyrael looked down and open his mask to massage his eyes for awhile then putting it back on his face. They both sat in silence just resting but Tyrael slowly tense up and sit in a serious manner and break the silence with a question.

"did you know what inside the package?" he asked in a serious tone almost sounded like he was holding his anger.

"we are trusted for a reason kid, we don't open we send" Emperor said sipping his beer.