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In the vaults of the Celestial Realm, laid the lotus flower that held the power of the Jade Emperor, kept hidden and secured by millions of guards and powerful spells and machinery.
The lotus's petals were still, emitting a soft pink glow, if so you might even see an immense aura surrounding it.
Even by the lotus flower's protection, the spells, the power... Still managed to slip out.
Like an essence in the air, the yellow streaks slipped out of the petal's enclosure, flowing by the wind and slipping out by a crack in the vault.
Flowing lightly on the ground, the guards didn't notice it, continuing its subconscious travel to...somewhere.
Amidst the peaceful stillness of the Celestial Realm, the power managed to enter the Mortal Realm through a closing portal where a visitor came out from.
Like a gust in the wind, it flowed, following the winds direction.. But at this point, it seemed like the wind was following it.
Slipping through cracks of alleys, creeks and nooks, it settled its pace and slowed down in front of an small hole-in-the-wall noodle shop. The shop's sign flickering, "PIGSY'S NOODLES", it read.
With no further ado, it followed the wall's lines, climbing up with no effort and landing on an window from an apartment jsut above the shop, open just abit to make an opening to let wind in.
And like the wind, the streak if yellow sneaked in, and slowly, slowly.
Making its way to the bed, climbing to the pillow and to the sleeper's cheek.
The sleeper was snoring loudly, mouth agape and wide open. An opening.
With no time to spare, it went in with no effort.
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Mk gasped as he sat up right, straight into a coughing fit as he felt his throat becoming itchy, his hand coming up to hold his throat and lazily massage it.
Another hand went up, rubbing at the edges of his eyes, which had faintly glowed yellow at one eye and blue at the other for a few moments before turning back to its original brown colour.
After a few more minutes, everything went.. Calm again.
The itchy throat was gone, well Mk felt abit more energized, but he had work in the day so he needed to sleep early. Plus, the stressing event just yesterday really tired him out.
With a sigh, ignoring what just happened. He fell back to the safe of his bed, tucking himself him again and adjsuting to a comfortable position.
It wasn't long before he slipped into slumber again.
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