A Love In Dark Times

“Well Mike, where were we?

While Luis was getting ready to fight for her, someone else was already fighting for her.

She has not been sullied at any moment, she simply had the fortune of being saved by another gentleman who was passing by, the coincidences of life, well look, even though sometimes destiny is traced, some small events can change it some bad decisions.

Yes, like mine, but tell me what happened with Luis, did he have a heavy training like in the wrestler movies?

Yes, of course, as if the power came from the muscles, anyway. Luis woke up lying on a blanket on the floor, the same wa his dog Waterloo slept, the one he adopted when he almost died in a storm, because he was a very surly stray dog becau he received more blows than bread, more fear than affection until he took him in his home, Thank goodness because tha old dog could not have continued to survive in the inhospitable streets of that town, so he got up checking that he had n hair on his arms, after all he did not know the extent of the powers of that fat old man that with a blow pierced the earth and flew through a door of light.

He came out of his hut, glimpsing a forest of pine trees, and Michel, who was sitting in a position that the Hindus call lott approached him saying:

-Don Michel, please can you help me to go back home, I have to tell my parents, they must be worried.

Quiet boy,” answered the old man without opening his eyes, “I already took care of it, you better shake it off, today your new life will begin where the whole universe will be your home.

The boy felt imprisoned, which made him start running to the horizon until he reached the edge of the land, he thought I would find a lake or something similar, but to his surprise, he saw a great void with no bottom, only a small island could I seen well below, he felt like jumping, but he was interrupted by the voice of the old man who grabbed him gently by the arm.

- want to tell you Doroti that we are no longer in Kansas,” he said, grabbing him and jumping into the void.

I grab him jumping into the void, falling several kilometers, where the small island became bigger, until he could see that had a forest and a small cabin, when they were about to crash to the ground, the old man blew saying a syllable that warmed the air below us cushioning the landing and said to Luis:

1 Run boy, quick!

The boy ran with all his desperate strength to reach a similar void where in the same way he spotted a small island below and again the old man interrupted him:

-do you want to jump again, or better we could jump upwards, look.

Michel moved his head upwards, where he could see that where they had jumped from was not a mountain or anything li that, but an island that floated just like the one he was on and the one below them.

That's nothing, watch,” said the old man, placing a pair of binoculars on him.

He could see above a young man similar to him looking up with binoculars next to an old man and when he looked down he saw something similar.

Is it a Deya bu?

It is not a loop,” answered the old man, “it is a loop that I created a long time ago where we can train without anyone bothering us for making noise and where I do my parties, it is one of the things I am proud to have engineered.

Did you produce it, are you God?

“Yes, but so are you, we are all gods in a chrysalis state, your objective here will be to achieve the metamorphosis, you wi fly spreading the brightness of justice, your power will not be to boast but for a greater good, just tell me if you are ready for what is coming, although you have no choice, because you are already on this path and you only have to leave here a: warrior or as a spirit, the old man emphasized.

For days he put him to cut down trees, to paint the hut, while Michel spent the whole day meditating, he was tired of eati only acorns and roots, he had changed the color of the hut several times, but the old man did not like any of them, until the loneliness and the unreasonableness of this stupid training, because he had already worked hard as a painter and in the square unloading trucks, made him confront the old man saying:

This is unnecessary, I demand that you release me, I must go to my family and to Luisa.

Michel looked at him smiling, he said:

“Don’t worry, Luisa already has a gentleman to take care of her, although you are right, maybe you are not even here for what you are here for”.

Luis could not believe that his hut, which he had painted several times, was in ruins, but what really affected him was tha Luisa was with another man, everything added up to him causing him to explode like a volcano, he started shooting punches and kicks at the old man who only limited himself to dodge them without making the greatest effort, “how weak is that all you have? the other one is more powerful, I was wrong about you, these and other insults were the only attack: against Luis, although he also seemed to advise him: focus your energy, -don't let yourself be invaded by anger, use it, - keep your mind conscious, don't let it become cloudy, -explode under control, -you are like light that when expanded is harmless, but if concentrated in a magnifying glass or in a laser beam can split even the thickest steel.

Michel dodged blow after blow, it looked like soap when it slipped out of his hands, until the old man was distracted whe he saw how sparks were flying from one of Luis’ fists, at that very moment the other fist hit him in the face causing an explosion of liquids that stained the place, Luis collapsed, grabbing his arm, from which reddish jets were flying, he even had bones coming out, and he was even more surprised to see that the old man’s face had not even been sparked by a re drop.

Michel lay down next to him, grabbing his arm, he began to rub it as if he were pulling something, he held his hands up t the sky to make them thunder as he shook them, suddenly the pain passed, and the wounds disappeared, the bones settled and it was as if nothing had ever happened to his arm.

You see boy, the mind can do everything, it is not necessary to have big muscles to do feats, but you need to have good thoughts to achieve what you want, those last blows were very good, if it were not for my protective mantle I would surel be taking a nap, I am glad I am not wrong with you, you will be my champion, my champion cid, You will be the one who ends the shadow of evil that hovers over the world, you will be the one who paints the dark canvas with light, you will be the commander who leads the armies of light to destroy the effluvium and all the creations that do evil, that provoke suffering and martyrdom, so rise up, dignify yourself, your destiny is triumph, you will be the greatest warrior of the light