Grasping the Sky

Humans are destined to die someday, to be inanimate and lifeless where we have no experience whatsoever with these type of topics. Before any of these, what would we like to do? Simply wait our days of departing? Or choose to fully enjoy our life? Humans are born with natural talents that helps and sometimes guarantee survival based on their usefulness. However, this tale is about those who do not have them.


5. "Useful" Opportunity

The pack leader of the Silver Wolves bit my equipment bag, it had my rations which distracted at least half and the rest still chased upon me. I then saw a cliff, but it didn't have fall safe measure, it was simply ground. "Maybe if I jump down there, I can reincarnate and have a better life in my second life?" I calmed myself, "I can't let UnderGround to kill her, but I will die here...." Before I could even decide my own fate, the cliff collapsed, leaving my center of gravity toward the fall, and the sharp rocks that the broken cliff created meant that my death wouldn't be painless one. "What did I do to receive this?" I gave up. I was sure that my life will perish as I am fragile and hopeless, but my last ray of hope didn't betray me, I desperately grabbed the surface of the walls and it damaged surface of my hand heavily. In return, I didn't suffer as much from my fall. I opened up my eyes and saw that there was a large body of water where the cliff was in, I just couldn't see any of these because of horrible field of view. Although there was no moonlight in this area, the water was surprisingly dazzling. My eyes were fixed toward the entrance of the crystal clear water cave, and it began to shift toward to the end of it. The brightness of the water didn't originate from the water itself, but the crystals around the cave itself. However, none of these blocked from my original intent to see the end of the cave. The cave was blue, blue of gentleness and comfort. After a minute of walking, I saw something remarkable. One single sword, comfortably located at the very center of the cave where the lights were most concentrated at, sitting as if it was the legendary sword, Excalibur. However, its blue edge and the body of the blade along with its red decoration gave the feeling of strength and mightiness that leaked from its very own metal body. "Its just amazing, how an object can stay this long duration of time without being chemically dissolved from long time. Is it made using the special metals? Is the cave the answer to this? Or is it that this sword itself is sp-" I heard a explosive sound, sound that came from the above. The cave was collapsing. I took out the sword from its original location and ran out of the cave as fast as I could. I barely made off the danger, but the wolves arrived without being damaged from the fall. "Why does this keep happening?" I wanted to shout out at this world.

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