Fading Voice

Still You

Celesta Bach.

A name I can never forget.

All the sacrifice you did, won't go to waste.

It has been 15 centuries and 37 years.

And I can still remember your face.

Your hair.

Your smile.

Your voice.

But the exfur you gave me are still here.

Deep in my soul.

Even though there are only few of them left.

I will cherish it.

I will endure the pain it causes me every 3 o'clock.

Just to find the next chanteuse.

I promise I won't replace you in my heart.

You're my one and only love.

"Celesta Bach..

It is still you.."

Ezekiel whispered to the wind as it rushed to his face. He forced a grin. What am I being so gloomy about? I should go and search for the chanteuse now, he thought.

Ezekiel now has a long straight black hair tied up in a ponytail. And a pair of sharp maroon eyes. He haven't had his hair cut for 15 centuries and been wearing that same old black suit and tie he got from a nice fellow when he saw him naked.

Ezekiel is aware that periods had passed over the world, but he doesn't have the money to keep up with the world's trend. Demisants do not feast of human foods, but 74% of his exfur is drained. And if he couldn't find a chanteuse, he will eventually die.

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Chanteuses are spread all over the world, but is very hard to find. Their voices are as beautiful as an angel's, and when they are singing they can't control their overflowing emotions.

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A hot Monday morning in Manila, people are busy and running late for their works. Meanwhile in a dark alley, while two teenagers are busy kissing, a small black orb formed a man as fast as a lightning. It was Ezekiel, he scanned the whole place trying to blend and go with the flow of the new environment. He started walking out from the alley and was shocked, seeing that there were barely a handful of trees and wooden buildings-almost everything is made of steel. Ezekiel stopped at a theater, hoping he could find a chanteuse performing inside. But the security guard blocked him with his muscled arm.

"Do you have a ticket?" The man asked Ezekiel.

"A what?" Ezekiel's eyebrows furrowed.

What is happening to the world? Products and services seem to be getting more and more expensive each period, he thought.

Why do I have to pay for a performance of a non-chanteuse?, he said to his self and continued walking.

"Get out of the way!" A man riding his car shouted at Ezekiel who is on the middle of the road. He was startled to the vehicle assuming it was some kind of beast.