Short Story: A Little Piece Of Life

The day of resurrection, when we thought that passed humans couldn’t be back into the world, but what if happened to someone who had awakened and realized his first time landing on the earth to find the message from God; the reason why he kept being survived. He woke up from his long sleep, suddenly took the sword, and remembered something. His eyes turned green, and he called himself as it was traced in his sword, Brandon.

On the road longing the walk through the dessert, Brandon sought for food and drink. He might be hard to count the day after his awake. His eyes got popeyed with someone standing at the far sight. Brandon prepared his sword to knock it down, but it sounded such an old woman. “Come here, young dead-man walking. I know who you are.” Brandon took off his sword and kept his sight warning. The old woman was little bit fragile, around 165 years old. She was still standing and walking through Brandon and she asked him to join her. “I will show you also, the reason why you exist.” Entering the dark cave, Brandon would feel so cold since he didn’t realize that he was from the highest temperature on earth. It took a moment for talking about personal information; name, age, favorite color, signs, and last nationality. Her name was Cecilia. She cooked her portion, that made someone would have long-lasting ages, even though her body didn’t work to become as a young age.

Cecilia said, “There is a time when we don’t even know or confuse about why we’re still alive”. Brandon respond, “No idea about. It is just a nonsense thing. I don’t really care about life.” Cecilia explained, “Well. If you didn’t work well for life concept, could you see a candle that light hanging there?” Brandon nodded, then Cecilia said, “If someone else blew the candle, what would happen?” Brandon said, “Well, there’s no light and all around are getting dark.” Cecilia said again, “Yes, that is life. Life teaches you to become yourself, no matter what. When you think surrounded as a dark, you have to realize that you are the reason why you’re still existed. Because the light shines as there’s no one could stop its shine, except God. But if the light is dead, that’s the only one thing God can do it for the light, since that light wasn’t able to be around the world. When you are alive, you make the world shine. There’s nothing to make you become dark, except the death. But as time goes by, you are the candle that still have a chance to change things before you left the world with the dark.” 

Brandon felt stunned by Cecilia’s speech. It made him feel speechless without any movements. Suddenly, Cecilia gave him a quest written on a roll of paper. “Here young man. I give you a quest to help you answer your problems. Please come here again if you have done your mission.” He got up and ran with Cecilia’s horse to the south. 

To the south, he found a plenty of people in one row herding citizen from south to an animal slaughterhouse. There are six people, and one of those was a chief. Brandon’s head started to feel dizzy because of remembering the chief, and he remembered one name, “Thomoh.” At one shot, Brandon threw his sword to Thomoh’s head, and he finally died at the short time. Thomoh’s troops became panicked and got running scattered, then Brandon hid from their sights and freed all of people away from the slaughterhouse. Brandon got his sword again from Thomoh’s head and shouted, “All Hail to the king”. The troops are shocked and afraid of Brandon’s screamed. Suddenly they were bowing down to Brandon and forgave things they had done. Brandon wanted them to tell honest about himself, “Why you guys doesn’t attack me when I killed your king?” One of the troops said, “We feel free now. There’s no one would be the tyrant who rule the world.” Brandon had got chosen from citizens and troops that Brandon became the king from south. Everybody felt so happy and celebrated the happiness with party with Taher clubs. 

Remembering Cecilia promised, Brandon took his horse going back to the north that he had a first meeting with Cecilia. Found that many spiders and their webs, Brandon was shocked that there was a human-skeleton sat on the chair and big treasure locked on the table that Cecilia used to put her portion. Brandon opened it, and it contained many jewels, golds, silvers, and there was a small paper inside the box. Brandon put off the rope, and he read:

“Hi, young man. If you read my message, you are the luckiest man ever that you have been destined to come here. I sent you with this message to tell you that I can’t stand with my portion effect. It kills my body slowly and eats all of my cells then becomes tumor so big. Dangerous things in my body, I cut off my tumor on my head, before I met my death. I wrote this to tell you that you are actually my son. Your name is Brandon Glorious Victorious. You are always my victory, my hero, even though we were separated because of your dad. He was so mean, making his power to destroy and kill people, likes smoking tobacco, and dislike playing games, and you would be the one who kill him on my pray. If you realized the injustice around you, you would become the one who stand with the world. Shining like a star. Generous like what God gives you true kindness. I hope my last jewelry and all hauls can be used for your new society. Let my love be alive eternally for you, my son. Love. Cecilia.”

Brandon for the first time cried a lot with his mother's departure. His tears were never stopped from the night to the morning comes. After his moaning over, Brandon stood up and faced his civilians and said one sentence what his passed mom said before, “When you are alive, you make the world shine. So let’s thank God for everything we had. We are worth for living.” Suddenly, all people were said “Amen.”