The work of saving the world does not end even when you die

Questions, exams and meditation How to summarize 25 years in a few words? Part 2

"And it was there, from the top of New York, where the Krang tore our sky. From there came terror and what ruled us was worse than death"

—For twenty-five years we fought against nightmarish beings that arose from a mistake, we made a youthful mistake, something that, we thought, would have no more consequences than an argument between Rapha and Leo, something that we would laugh about later, but we condemn the world.

In less than a week the world as we knew it ceased to exist, within a month eighty percent of the people had died and the survivors barely had where and how to hide, how to survive. At first we had a hidden city to hide and regroup but, over time, the destruction also reached it and both yokai and humans had to join in the fight.

We became the leaders of the resistance, both humans, yokais and mutants put their lives in our hands, our family became the last bastion of fighting, Leo was the general of our small army, Raphael was our shield, Donatello was the one who maintained the world running on its wits and I was the warrior who kept the enemy at bay.

And then we lost Rapha...—

Angelo stops in his narration and looks at his hands without knowing how to express the pain of losing his older brother. For years he kept that regret deep in his heart, prioritizing many other things. Helping the resistance was more urgent than mourning a lost brother, but now that he no longer had that need, the pain emerged from the depths of his chest and he allowed himself to cry.

Splinter listened to the boy with a stoic face, the horror of what he was narrating exceeded his expectations but he did not allow himself to demonstrate it, just imagining a similar scenario for his own children filled him with terror and he could not imagine the magnitude of the destruction and fear that would affect them. counterparts of his boys had to suffer; Seeing the turtle in front of him collapse into tears hurt him deeply, visualizing his own Michaelangelo having to endure a similar loss hurt his chest and he prayed to his ancestors that his children would never have to experience something like that.

She placed a paw on the visitor's shoulder in silent support and her heart broke when she felt that the opponent was leaning on her looking for a comfort that would be difficult to come by.

"My most sincere condolences," he murmured in a low voice and the boy nodded, breathing deeply, trying to control his crying.

— It's been ten years since that day — the boy sobs quietly — two since we lost Donatello too — the sensei couldn't stifle a painful gasp upon hearing it — and a few hours since we lost the war... — that last one phrase said in such a low voice and with so much pain that Splinter simply let the feeling consume him and approached to hug the narrator tightly, seeking to console him and hiding his own tears so as not to increase the suffering of someone who had already gone through so much.

Long minutes passed as they wrapped themselves in a hug that was as necessary as it was useless at that moment. The pain of so much loss was not easily erased but the comfort was well received and Angelo separated from the contact feeling a little better; He wiped the tears from his face as best he could and gave a grateful look to the father of this version of his family.

"I also lost someone I loved at the hands of an enemy," Yoshi says in a low voice when they both return to their places. "My wife died at the hands of who I called my brother and I have never forgiven myself that day." Angelo remains silent, noticing the solemnity. of the moment and the clear pain on the man's face - I have searched for his spirit in my meditations to ask for forgiveness but I have not been able to reach her - upon hearing that last word, the turtle of the future smiled.

— One of my tasks during the war was to contact the spirits of the deceased and let them say goodbye to those they had left behind — you know that, probably, it is not the best offer you can make to the owner of the house but to think of doing something so common for How to contact the spirits and bring peace to a mourner caused him tranquility and familiarity. It would help calm a little the storm I felt in my chest — I can try, if you want...