Book of Genesis [Flashback]

When he came to, the frail tan skinned boy was sitting on the ground hugging his knees. His dirty unwashed body shivered in the cold as he rocked back and forth with his black eyes void of expression staring at themselves through the reflection on a puddle that had formed in the rain. Were they always black? It was the last thought he was able to formulate before a vicious kick from a paranormal force struck him in his ribs, sending him rolling several feet across the dirt.

"Oh, mighty Jashin! In reverence, I stand before your enigmatic presence. Your nature mirrors the mysteries of the divine. I, a mere vessel, come seeking understanding of the otherworldly forces that exert their influence upon my existence. These forces, concealed from ordinary perception, guide my journey with an ethereal touch and cryptic whispers.

During the hushed hours of night, I perceive the intangible embrace of Jashin, a paranormal entity whose essence intertwines with my very being. In this sacred solitude, I beseech clarity. Grant me the strength to fathom the elusive ways of these supernatural currents. I, a child in the realm of the mystical, yearn to decipher the invisible hands that shape my destiny.

With humility, I acknowledge that I am but a novice, a wanderer in the maze of Jashin's design. The unseen energies that envelop me, the unspoken truths that resonate within, all find their origin in the cryptic realm I tread. I offer my prayers to Jashin, finding refuge in the shadowy embrace of this enigmatic force.

As I endeavor to comprehend the profound aspects of the paranormal, I entreat Jashin for guidance. Through this mysterious journey, may I discover the wisdom concealed in the veiled dimensions of existence. I stand as a witness to the supernatural, venturing where spirits and phantoms unveil their secrets.

Jashin, in your name, I seek solace and enlightenment. Let your presence illuminate my path as I navigate the intricate web of forces that dwell within and around me. I am but a boy, humbly reaching out to the celestial rarity that is you, a force beyond comprehension."

 The boy's spine shot upright as he began to speak in tongues, incessantly spitting out his prayer without stopping to catch his breath. "Aaaa meeeyyyn!" The second half of his amen would be stretched out as another paranormal strike would send him flying in the opposite direction. He cowered and covered his head as paranormal feet stomped him with paranormal boots, but the pain in his bones was real an objective, until even that became numb to deprive him entirely.

[exit]

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