Between The Region

CHAPTER 6: Counting On You

It's strange to come across a primordial castle that I've only seen on television in this place. As I look at Shomri, I see the respect in his eyes that questions me for whom he is giving that look.

The answer the question in my mind the two vertical doors that meet in the middle swing open, letting out a puff of white smoke, and I can see the silhouette of a woman standing like she is waiting for us to come.

Greetings to the two of you. "Welcome to the Chokmâh Makom, where the place of wisdom is built," she said enthusiastically.

Greeting and respecting Shamar, Shomri said and bowed his head, and he even pulled me to also bow and whisper, "Show some respect if you don't want to be beaten by her books."

When I saw the woman he called Shamar turning her back to sit on the long table, I looked at him and rolled my eyes at him. He was perplexed as to why I was acting so strangely toward him, but I chose to ignore him and forage the area around him to see the damn carvings on the wall that I would never ever touch again!

Come and sit down. I need to explain everything to you, Salvadora, now, because the higher malakh is calling for an instant meeting to gather all our companions.

Shomri and I exchanged glances, and he nodded his head, convincing me to follow and sit at the long table even though I was wondering how the woman knew my name.

I will start by telling you what this place is. I guess Shomri already mentioned that you are currently here in Elysian Paradise. Am I right?

I nodded my head to answer her.

She stared at me like she was going to re-tell a story.

Many people wonder if paradise exists, and if so, what it consists of. There are many theories that will tell you different stories about paradise, but this is an intangible place where only the true ideals of life can be realized. On earth, there is no way to know the true meaning of life. People can never fully comprehend the reason behind existence. The human world is full of many outside sources, such as evil, corrupting many lives. Hundreds of millions of years ago, our original paradise expired because one of us chose to betray our mighty, bringing all our own downfall and scattering through the regions. Some of us died for all time and were unable to reincarnate, so our mighty Elohim made a major decision to rebirth some of us on the earth, and at the right time we will return to face the not-yet-over war between darkness and light. We are counting on you, Salvadora, the only key to saving our kind and leading the way to balance for everyone, to save our mighty from them. Yes, our mighty creator is captured by them. It's been a hundred years since we waited for you. We are losing our hope. We can only hope that our mighty are still with us because this paradise is still alive. But we notice our kind and power are slowly decreasing, and many of us are also being captured by them. The earth and region are not balanced, and some of the souls are wandering into the unknown, the woman said, with a hint of pain and hopelessness in her voice.

But? But why me? How can I be the key? I am just not a normal human being. Yes, I do have this ability. I didn't know where I got it, but this kind of information you have given me is unbelievable! What kind are you talking about? With a trembling voice, I pulled myself up and stared at the woman, and what I saw nearly caused me to lose consciousness.

I saw her soul. The light in her soul wants to disappear, meaning that her life is on the edge. As I looked at Shomir, his soul was also like that.

He smiled at me and said, "You saw our soul? Our time is also running out. We can't fulfill our responsibility for so long. The only thing we can do is to tell and guide you before you are sent to the abode of the other region to save our mighty and each of us.

Salvadora, you are one of us. You are one of the fallen who died in the war and brought peace at the right time. This time, you will end the war. We are counting on you. Please do not turn your back on us. You have an oath to our creator and to our kind.