99) It Was Written

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"Irrespective of age, we mourn for those loved and lost. Mourning is one of the deepest expressions of pure love."
- Russell M. Nelson

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"What are they like?" A boy of around eleven asked.

He was walking down a muddy slope and using the thick roots of the nearby trees, which was surfaced up to the ground as steeping stones.

He stopped and looked back to see Rachel push aside a branch that was coming in her way and duck under it.

"Just normal.." She said. "You wouldn't even know they're the leaders of their tribes if they didn't tell you."

"I wish I could've met them before I died," the boy spoke, "because now I never can."

Rachel nodded. "I know. It's sad but we can't do anything."

"You said you were a part of it, can't you convince the Angels to forgive them? Angels are quite forgiving.." His eyes glowed in hope.

"I tried," Rachel chuckled. "But they wouldn't have it. Robb had entered their home and opened the gates, Levi was killed an Angel and Alyssa.. well, was there anything offensive left that she hasn't done?"

"Walkers are good people and these three are the main people!"

"Maybe it was meant to have, Jay. Just like we were meant to die." Rachel said. "So maybe.. there isn't anything, anyone could've done to stop it. This was bound to happen, one way or another."

"You mean the Walkers are meant to be extinct?" Jay questioned.

He paused at a junction. A tree was situated at the middle and two roads diverged in right and left. There wasn't much distance between the roads, one could see the other while walking. Jay took right as Rachel turned left.

"Who knows? We'll only after we see what happens and whatever happens, was going to happen anyhow."

The roads opened up to a small waterfall just as Rachel completed her sentence, "the paths may be different, Jay, but they lead to the same destination."

"I wonder how much trouble they got in for this.." Jay laughed and hurried towards the lake.

"What the Walkers don't realise is yet, is that none of their division, pride or whatever it is that they have matters. Once they enter this realm as spirits, they gain true vision and knowledge. Then they'll know that all they were doing was playing their role. There's nothing more to their existence than play their part to fulfill the prophecies of the Gods and the Angels."

"I know.. it's weird to suddenly just.. remember all of this. I don't know how you felt when this process didn't happen to you."

"I was petrified." Rachel chuckled, recalling how Levi and Alyssa had to explain it to her. "I just wish I could tell them just once, how important their roles are. I wish I could make them realise."

Jay sat down near the lake on a stone and started picking at the grass.

"It all comes down to them. Alyssa, Levi and Robb. They don't even know this. Whatever begins has to end. To think what existed since the beginning of mankind was chosen to be brought to an end by this three, it makes them so special. Ever since they were born, everything they influenced just by their mere existence.

It was happening, while they were growing up. It was important in history. The three of them to be born. Their parents and tribes were working on God's plan by raising them up. Levi's mom even lost her life. Of course they didn't know the legends they were raising. On April 24th 1980, June 18th 1982 and 7th March 1983.. legends were born. Legends who'll grow up to do something.. miraculous."

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