Eyes To See (Not Continuing)

Missing

~Hate~

"Wesly, your presence is requested in the city centre." My father's voice beams. Lately, I have been a little off, after what happened in that tiny Cafe. That girl has not turned up, or been turned in yet. I fear a rebellion rising in the city.

"Has the rebellion been found?" I question.

"Fear not my son." My father pats my back. "No one would dare rebel against their savour. Now come with me." I obey. That is our relationship, and then I get spoiled. I'm not stupid, I am spoiled, but I am addicted to it.

The last few nights, my family slept in the Four Building. It was originally designed to house the poor, and mark the acceptance of all of our society's people. After all, it was where to gods first landed on earth's soil. Now? It was recently a town hall used to host "important" meetings, but now it is a mansion owned by my family. I have been looking at the decorations and the paint around the halls and rooms. It all seems to represent the combination of the five sides. Someone must have really believed in that final fate.

I do not know what I believe in anymore.

Last night, I went exploring and came across a vault appearing like it could hold at least four people. All I could see was the door, for the rest was deeper in the walls. I used the sword gifted to me by Hate to pry open the obviously old door. Inside was a small sac, and bright green walls. Green. The mysterious outlawed colour always struck me a certain way. I had only seen it twice before, and was lucky to have even seen it once.

The sac had a mysterious looking case about the size of my palm, and a letter. It read...

Dear Reader,
If you have found this sac, contained in a room painted a marvellous green, it means that this building has been taken from the hands of the instructed keepers. This means that the balance has been lost, and a series of chain reactions are about to begin. We, the outsiders, always sensed the fall of this horrid way of life. To be devoted to gods. That is why I am gifting you with Eyes To See, so you, an ordinary human, will be able to see clearly.

Throughout these next few weeks, many humans, such are yourself, will find these eyes. That is because you have been chosen. Physics of the past have hand selected you to be given these gifts. You, Wesly, are the first. I advise you to trust the others given these Eyes To See, and follow your heart, not your eyes. Your eyes are only there to help guide your heart, not become the main factor in judgement.

I know that you will not try out our gift right away, but do not leave in in this room. I cannot stress how powerful the eyes are. Guard them, oh Savour, guard them even from your power hungry father.

The rest of the page seemed to have been ripped off, but I got the general point. Someone has put a plan in motion, and I am a part of it.

Do I want to be?

"Traitors to the people!" One Balance member spits as I walk by the open room the Balance are chained in. That is what has happened in this week. We rounded up to whole city, and assigned everyone to remain indoors unless told otherwise. A select few were given jobs, such as deliver meals. We do not want our captured city roaming the streets and meeting other rebels. It was my precaution of course.

We chained up the Balance members to represent the lack of security for other city members. Every week we take one out of the cell and thrown red paint at them in front of the town. Soon, we will make all of the Balance Hate worshipers.

"My son, today we paint the city centre a brilliant red. You are responsible for putting that first drop of red paint on the circular plate." He smiled. "Your image is a bigger deal than this operation, you must appeal to our target audience." My father took my hands and stared me down. "Kind, intelligent, charming, and snippy."

"Aren't those the virtues of all four gods?"

"A savour must be a special person, or no one will follow you." My father let go of my hands and became my boss once again. "Plunge the heart." He left me in shock.

Ohh! Did you like that special chapter from Wesly's point of view? It was fun to write!

It was short, I know, but more is on the way!

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