Chapter 1 - The Golden Genius (1/2)

'Huh? Am I dead? My body feels numb.'

A faint glint of gold could be seen in the middle of an emptied space engulfed by darkness. Gold? It was a golden hair – floating! But as you squint your eyes and try to peer on it a little bit more... ha! It was rather a girl with a long golden hair. Her slender legs gently twitched when she was pulled out from her reverie.

'My h-head…it hurts.'

She clawed her scalp and arched her body as though thousand needles pierced through her head. With her breath saw in and out, she squeezed her eyes shut and squirmed in discomfort.

”W-where am I?” A soft maiden voice cracked from her dry throat. Still being on stupor, she turned her head in a snap and her face couldn't help but to frown. Alas! She found herself in a middle of darkness. She immediately fell in grimace. There's no one here except herself!

Her languid body regained consciousness in a turtle pace until it noticed the cold and damp atmosphere of the void. It was the time she realized she had no clothes on. Then her face flushed a sudden rosy bloom. She quickly cupped her exposed shoulders to cover her soft balloon and also warm herself up. But no help! The chill bit her tender flesh 'till it bȧrėd pinkish spots and made her slender figure shiver.

”H-Homer? HOMER!!!” She tucked her hands in her armpit then floundered as though she was searching for someone. That name was actually her best friend's. From what she could recall, in a spur of moment before she was crushed by huge concrete debris, her eyes gleamed upon the young man rushing towards her, stretching his arms and yelling her name out of his lungs – 'Llena!!!'

And now, she realized…

'Did… I really d-die?'

Her body trembled. She couldn't grasp the painful reality as though it shattered all of her dreams… her goals… her revenge.

'No. I c-can't die yet. I still have a lot to do… father… father would absolutely be happy this time. I cannot let that happen… I still need to slap his face… I-I still can't…'

Her eyes quivered. She lifted her head and quickly rubbed her wet eyes.

A second passed… shhh! Her fingers twitched. She felt it. Again! At first she thought it was like… her body was being pulled by an unknown force. But she felt it clearly this time. And yes! She was right. It felt like someone was pulling her body in all direction as though it would tear into pieces. But it was so strange… it didn't hurt at all!

But as soon as she realized something had gone amiss, a ripple of black aura suddenly appeared and began suċkɨnġ her whole body. It looked like a teeny tiny black spot which resembled some kind of black hole. With its spiral movement, her body swirled as though it turned into a liquid before the black spot completely devoured her. It happened so fast that she could only curse on her mind. Well, though it did not hurt all but it suċkėd dry her strength.

'F*CK! What's happening? I… I.. suddenly feel… weak…'

Her eyes blurred slowly as her eyelids were pulled down heavily. She felt no strength to move until…

Ting!!!

”BWUAH!!! UHO!! UHO!!!”

Through an abrupt lift of her eyelids, she almost gagged out her internal organs when she suddenly felt tremendous pain on her back, as though someone kicked her. Her slicked saliva spattered on the sharp pieces of limestone underneath her thɨġhs. Huh? Limestone? That made her blinked twice. This time… she found herself sitting above an edgy ground beneath a limestone cliff. And it was afternoon! Sun blazed scorching warm streaks.

'What just happened? W-where am I? W-why am I h-here? This isn't like Shaw (boulevard in the Philippines) at all!'

The corners of her lips suddenly lifted that made her reaction really ironic. Then she slowly cupped her arms to ease her trembling body.

'No. No. This is not true… I'm dreaming right? Yeah. This is a dream… I am just sleeping… I am just sleep-'