Tick (Short Story)

Tick (Short Story)

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"Such a conflicted life was by no means uncommon. Life is, and never was, as black and white as humans think. I like to think of life as a tapestry. Some threads are stunning and make your tapestry look so. Others are not quite as nice, and once they are woven in, they taint the whole picture forever. What they do not realise is that every thread counts. Some threads are harder to make up for than others - a few are almost impossible. So when I finally ended the process to determine Richard's pathway, I was hardly surprised at all by the percentages on the screen. Heaven: 36%, Hell: 64%." Meet Griffith Reaper, Gatekeeper of the gates to Heaven and Hell. He must judge every life that comes before him, ticking boxes until they are reduced to no more than a couple of percentages. The job pays well - of course, that's not much use when you're stuck behind a desk all day and you get a break once every thousand years or so. Things change when Griffith is forced to face up to the fact that he is just as flawed as the humans he serves.
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"You sure you want to be a magician?" ask an old woman to a boy. "yes Granny Ren. I will be the greatest magician of all Melloyern." He said enthusiastically as the Granny softly caress his small and smooth hand. The boy then ran to his friends as one of them calling him to play football. The Granny look at the boy silently with a solemn smile. Her eye narrow in a soft and gentle gaze she give to the kids that was playing at her yard. "He will be." she said before stand and walk to a well. The boy were born as a normal human. There is no easy way for him to be a magician. he has no mana in him. Or that's what everyone expect from him. Writer: "Hey, that's enough reminiscing about your past. it's the story description section. Not the story yet!" Nakajima: "Fine. I will start with the description." Writer: " good. get back to work." 13 Land Under Holy Crystal Blessing, as the name suggest, It was about a holy crystal that blessed a land. like a mainland or somesort. So... Writer: "is that really the right way to make a description?" Nakajima: *sigh* There is a mainland with 13 state under a flag named Melloyern. These all 13 state have it's very own holy crystal that bless the state individually. But, the crystal contains powerful amount of mana that makes every single person in Melloyern going for it. A group of magician called Denials were up to collect all of the crystal to keep them safe from wrong hands. There is a lot of hindrance in their path such as the Kingdom of Melloyern itself is turning against these guys. Still there are more. Can they survive? it's up to them to decide. Can they achieve what they aim for? It's always up to them to decide their own future. Nakajima: "Satisfied?" Writer: *Claps his hands many time* "Very much." Nakajima: " Can I keep daydreaming?" Writer: " what did you say? You also in the story so... get in there!" Nakajima: *sigh and step into the story*

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