Engraved In Our Destiny (Part One)

Part One: Two Hearts

Prologue: Two Worlds

I live in a world known as Lako. It's a subtle place filled with average mundanes...I suppose much like a world called Earth. However some people here don't all believe that there are such things as other worlds out there.

And as for me, I believe there are.

There's a Legend of this city that talks about the secret of this world. According to the Legend, this city is mirrored to another world much like this one. The only difference is, this one is the sad version of the world, and the other is the happy. Legend has it that the universe needs both worlds to either merge, or for one to disappear in order for the real world, the hidden world to be born, where everything is meant to be and where little sadness takes place, unlike this world.

The theory is; the seeker of both worlds needs to find the hearts of the two different worlds, to merge them into one and thus bringing the real world that's hidden, to life.

Which means Lako, is not technically born and the world we live in is the sad version of it – there's a happier version too but the real Lako has a bit of both, a bit of what needs to be basically, and the true fate of all the people in it.

It's a silly story and even I don't know how much of it I actually believe.

But they say that there are no stars in either of the worlds because the souls here are yet to be born – that they are lost and only in the real world, where they belong, do they become stars in the galaxy, shinning the night sky.

I mean...I did always think it was weird that we never had any stars, because of stories of how worlds are supposed to have stars but people here aren't bothered and neither much am I. Maybe it's because I am just not used to it so I have no idea what to expect or think.

How much of that could be true anyway?

It's definitely a silly old Legend some old geezer concocted to make him or herself look interesting and memorable before their time was up right? –Well that was one rumor.

I myself, along with many of the people of this world who question their existence, may never come to know the meaning of our world, why we were created here and why we have no stars.

All worlds are different.

But even with a sky without stars, isn't the main important thing...that we all share the same sky?

Chapter One: The Age of a Heart

My mother died when I was two years old from having my brother – which expectedly left my father in despair and he had to take in the role of raising my younger brother and I alone from there on. My younger brother Saro who's two years younger than I, didn't know her or remember her.

Saro leaned on me a lot after that and I had been there for him as much as I could. But a fateful tragedy took him from me on the day of his sixteenth birthday...no it wasn't a fateful tragedy, it was my forsaken father.

Now, after my mother died, my father had lost himself completely. He started off trying to be strong by caring for us the best way he could but then there was just this one day where he stopped. He began coming home late, forgetting to feed us and to buy supplies we needed to survive so when I turned fifteen I got a job at a local convenient store to be able to support Saro and I which had worked for a long time.

Now my father had not long after begun abusing drugs...and the worst kinds at that.

He would start picking fights with my brother or I and Saro who joined the football team in High School, was strong enough to fight against him. Saro became fit and healthy and we've always looked out for each other.