Heavens Irony

Chapter 1
Moon lady

Sitting on an old tire swing, with crimson red eyes, burns the desire of all men. With her hair dark as the night, her skin lights up the sky.

Emotionless and cold hearted, burned every man’s desire. “Have you been watching me this whole time?” She asks no one.

“Do you want to hear a song?” plays the song of all lovers with her tears.

“This is the only song I know of…” she swung up and high “The only song I’ve ever heard.” With that she jumps of allowing her self to fall.

“I fear nothing” She told the sky and the stars, “For I don’t need wings to fly.”

“As long as I have somewhere to land on” she whispered “It’s more than enough to satisfy me” falling over at the rocky fields she bled.

“To be able to feel loved” standing up she said “You must first learn, how to feel pain.” She continued as she walked home.

“In this world, all my dreams come true” she laughed “Thus in this world I’m alone.” She told a twig.

“Everything is fake” she pets a stone, “In a blink of an eye; your only friend is your only enemy.”

In and old castle she lived, with everything everyone could’ve dreamt of “Mom, I’m home.” she kisses rug doll “Have you eaten yet honey?” playing with the rug doll, she mimicked the voice of her mom, “I haven’t ate yet mom.” She sat down, smiled, stood up and prepared her meal.

Playing with the rug doll once more “Here’s your supper honey” making the rug doll path her head she smiled.

Smiling she ate her meal then had a fight with the rug doll.


“I’m leaving” she yelled mimicking her mum with the rug doll once more, “Mom, don’t leave me…” she begged, and cried. “I’ve had enough of you.” She see’s the rug doll leave, hiding the rug doll inside an old empty box.

In a palace she lives as no ones princess, no ones slave, nor someone.

“They all leave” she stood up entering her room, “no one… ever stayed.” Looking out the window over the full moon that shines over her

“If only the world could stop then maybe, just maybe” with high hopes she walks around as if she had an audience “ Everything would stay as peaceful as the night, and nothing will have to change.” Sitting down she acts all depressed “No one will ever have to leave…” She covered her face with her dirty hands “If only the world sleeps… then everyone would remain asleep, and nothing changes…” in that position, she falls asleep.

Chapter 2
King of fools

In a sea of people stands above them a king, without a word or a doubt, they follow him.

Someone every one hates, clueless and obnoxious, born the king of fools.

“Yo! Lets go!” he has friends flocking like ducks, “Just a second.” hated by everyone, they worshiped him.

The sound of punches down some one else’s gut “Music to my ears” he smirked. “Now, the money you owe me?” he uses force to gain respect.

The natural flow of things “Life couldn’t get any better like this” he stood on top of the highest tower “Power! Money! Fame!” He shouted out for the whole world to hear. “I am.. The king of the world” He looked up with smiles and reached out to the skies, “aim high and reach it, my number one goal in life.”

Skipping a step, “A world of limitless possibilities” He spun around on his way back to his condo “How wonderful it is to live in a world like this.”

With a designer’s condo he couldn’t care less.

Receiving a text message he smiled “To love and be loved.” Laying down his bed he giggles “Care and be cared for” he smiles. “It’s almost like… magic…”


“Sir, supper is ready...” their butler was old sophisticated. “Mom and dad back from their business trip yet?” He asks, “Not yet sir.” His butler replies. “Good” he laid back and calls someone.

After calling someone he looks out the window over the full moon “if only the world doesn’t sleep, then things would move much faster.” He laughed. “Imagine how many changes could be don’t if the world isn’t so slow.” He sat down dreaming of a world that never sleeps.

“Imagine how many changes would occur” he lays on the wall falling asleep

Chapter 3
The living world

On her slumber she dreamt, which doesn’t happen for her, ever.

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“Emica!!” a woman’s voice ringed inside her head. “Emica, wake up”

Opening her eyes she finds her self in a bright world where, everything and every sound is a never ending cycle, “a living world” she thought, “How is this possible?” she wondered noticing the different clothing she had on. “ Emica?” she asked, “Let’s go! Were going to be late for school!” the girl pulled her up, running.

Somehow amused by everything new in her eyes, she forgets about her world.

“What’s that?” She hid behind the girl the pulled her, “Emica, silly it’s a car.” Clueless she fears the moving object “Are you okay?” The girl asked, but she was still in shock form the car “uhh…” speechless and amazed, like a new born child being introduced into the world.

“Let’s go! Evil ruler will chop our heads off.” Once again the girl pulled her.

“Chop my head?” she giggled by the idea, “I wonder how that would feel.” She giggled once more.

The girl pulling her was just plain weird out, but still pulled her.

Just then there, her seemingly lifeless heart felt a weird sensation. “What’s this?” She wondered finding it hard to breathe “I cant… breathe…” She fell down on her knees, breathing in, breathing out. “Emica, are you okay.” The girl approached her and checked if she was okay, “I think I am…”

Just like that she knew it. “I’m here for a purpose” She looked around and searched for that purpose. “Ayy..” The girl yelled as it seemed like something crashed.

“Someone got hit by a car.” She screamed.

“Car?” she recalled fearing the thing called car. “Someone…” She stood up going near the wreckage. “Emica, don’t go there.”

She walked near the wreckage, seeing a young man, but couldn’t get a clear look at his face.

Heart keeps on beating faster and faster as she is nearing him “Emica, don’t go look” the girl covered her eyes.

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Waking up form the dream all sweaty she sits up breathing heavily, seeing her room and self back to normal. “What the heck was that…” She wondered holding her head, checking if she has a fever. “Emica…” like that she was named. “Emica, my name is Emica…” She sighed stood up and drank from an empty cup.

“I think… I’ve seen… that place before…” she thought, “I wonder why… I dreamt… I never thought…” She lays down, “Dreams exist in my world.” She looked out side and decided to go out.


“That place… that wreckage…” She looked everywhere. “I’ve seen it somewhere before…” she run.

“I know exactly where it is” she cried. “But I cant find it” she kept on running until she fell and bled once more.

Crying on a rock, she looked closely. “I…” she paused. “ Found it…” under the plants that grew, written something “Emica” she read. “My name” She just stared at it in confusion.

“I wonder what this means…” looking over it, she wondered what the significance was. “I’m done with signs, but this is just to…” she paused “Real…”

Chapter 4
The Seven worlds

“There are 7 different worlds, but this theory was yet to be proven, livings in this world are people much like us, and within them our exact same equal.

Among this seven, 3 are believed by most

Creation, the world of the living
Post destruction, real time
Destruction, the end of everything

But some of them refuse to believe in these worlds, because of the world’s destruction, where it all sees the end.” In a dark room sounded Emica’s voice “I wonder which world I live in…” She wondered.

“Some people can travel through portals created within a person’s soul, which interconnects with another person’s soul” She continued lighting a candle with her index finger.

“I wonder if I did travel worlds…” She mumbled and read on “Using these portals can cause destruction to all worlds…” She read and paused. “So it does have a prize” she grins.

“Everything sure is greedy, nothing is really free, everything comes with a prize” She draws a rune circle over the ground and chants something in an ancient language.

Lifting her had, rose from the ground a mud golem came to life

“Life…” She says recalling the world she seemingly entered once. “There’s no such thing here” She says touching the creature she made as it fell to pieces, she read on.

“Creation is an on going process, thus it happens everyday.

By the end of creation comes the end of it all.” She laughed upon blasphemous lies.

“Not very helpful are you.” She threw the book flipping her hair she stood up. “What ever does that mean…” She wondered.

“The end of creation, means the end of all world’s huh?” She wondered looking over at the moon once more.

“What ever role can a creature like me play in this stage of a life?” she asked the seemingly dead plant. “life… there no such thing.” She blows the candle, filled the room with nothing but darkness and silence.

Chapter 3
The living world

On her slumber she dreamt, which doesn’t happen for her, ever.

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“Bridgette!!” a woman’s voice rings inside her head. “Bridgette, wake up”

Opening her eyes she finds her self in a bright world where, everything and every sound is a never ending cycle, “a living world?” she thought, “How is this possible?” she wondered noticing the different clothing she had on. “Bridgette?” she asked, “Let’s go! Were going to be late for school!” the girl pulled her up, running, chasing after something “Is this the thing called time?” she asks her self seeing many shades of color she haven’t seen before, “Is this what they call the city?” she asks her self, but no one answered them.

Still amused by everything new in her eyes, she forgets about her world and every sorrow her dark heart endured.

Seeing a fast moving object with bright colors shining from it, she screams “What’s that?” in fear she hid behind the girl that pulled her, “Bridgette, silly it’s a car.” Clueless she fears the moving object “Are you okay?” The girl asked, but she was still in shock form the car “uhh…” speechless and amazed, like a new born child being introduced into the world she smiles, a first for her “Emotions… I haven’t felt before” she smiled.

“Let’s go! Evil ruler will chop our heads off.” Once again the girl pulled her as they run towards their destination.

“Chop my head?” she giggled by the idea, “I wonder how that would feel.” She giggled once more amused by her own choice of words. “Its amazing, its as if I can… think for my self in this… world…” she silently thought to her self.

The girl pulling her was just plain weird out, but still pulled her “What ever Bridgette! Lets go!” and so they run.

Just then there, her seemingly lifeless heart felt a weird sensation. “What’s this?” She wondered finding it hard to breathe, experiencing something new that she felt like she was falling apart “I cant… breathe…” She fell down on her knees, breathing in, breathing out, not breathing at all. “Bridgette, are you okay?” The girl went back and approached her to check if she was okay, “I think I am…”

Just like that she knew it. “I’m here for a purpose…” She looked around and searched for that purpose. “Ayy..” The girl yelled as it seemed like something crashed.

“Someone got hit by a car.” She screams.

“Car?” she recalls fearing the thing called car. “Someone…” She stood up going near the wreckage. “Bridgette, don’t go there.”

She walked near the wreckage, seeing a young man, but couldn’t get a clear look at his face. “Why does everything look so…”

“Bridgette DONT!” the girl screams out to her, “Everything is so blurry…” Bridgette takes a closer look, leaning her head over the boys body.

Her heart keeps on beating faster and faster as she stares at him “Emica, don’t go look” the girl covers her eyes.

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Waking up form the dream all sweaty she sits up breathing heavily, seeing her room and self back to normal. “What the heck was that…” She wondered holding her head, checking if she has a fever. “Bridgette …” like that she was named. “Bridgette, my name is Bridgette …” She sighed stood up and drank from an empty cup.

“I think… I’ve seen… that place before…” she thought, “I wonder why… I dreamt… I never thought…” She lays down, “Dreams exist in my world.” She looked out side and decided to go out.


“That place… that wreckage…” She looked everywhere. “I’ve seen it somewhere before…” she run.

“I know exactly where it is…” she cries. “But I cant find it…” she keeps on running until she falls and bleed.

Crying over a rock, she looks closely. “I…” she paused. “ Found it…” under the plants that grew, written something “Bridgette” she read. “My name” She just stared at it in confusion.

“I wonder what this means…” looking over it, she wondered what the significance was. “I’m done with signs, but this is just to…” she ponders for words to say, but said t anyway… “Real…”

Chapter 5
God’s Right hand

Rumored to be true, comes God’s gift the laziest of all men, Cedric Spade, the king of fools given God’s right hand.

A normal 17 year old, he stands 6’3 in height, with thick brown locks and eyes that reflects the color of the sky, he stands on top of the highest tower, facing the morning sky with a smile, “Good morning world” With arms stretched wide he faced the heavens with a glee.
“Good morning to you too Jack” Jack the reaper they once called this 17 year old boy, for everything he touches falls apart “X, its been a while… How have you been?” Still facing the sky with a smile, he greeted him back.

“You know me… the deadly kiss of death is back in town baby…” He snickered.

Standing in 5’11 he feels short, with long black hair , dark blue eyes, and thick dark makeup, no one knows his real name, nor any other information about him.

But his motto everyone knows “Nothings as sweet as a kiss after death.” he leaves every one of his victims with a kiss mark, an X on the chest symbolizing erased forever.

“How long have you been back? We were all worried about you.” Turning around Cedric was surprised to find X smelling his hair.

“Don’t do that…” Cedric sarcastically smiled sitting over the ledge lighting a cigarette stick. “You don’t smoke.” Grabbing the cigarette stick, X threw it away. “And I haven’t been back either.” He sat beside Cedric, it was their favorite hangout. “I think you know what I mean Jack.”

Laying down Cedric smiled “This is bad…” reaching out to the sky he lifted his hands and spreading them wide open “You know me to well…” he laughed and sat back up, “So what’s the real reason for this future parting?” with a much serious tone he spoke, looking over at his old friend.

“I came here too…” sweating, Cedric was trembling inside, “To dispose of you” X pointed his right index finger over Cedric’s forehead as it bled, “Just kidding” X laughed out loud as Cedric felt relieved.

“ You idiot, you scared me there” yelling, Cedric kicked X’s face, “Hey, just a little sense of humor wont kill us you know…” He laughed. “ GAAAH! My pretty face” He was too vain for his own good.

“But seriously, Jack, I heard you’ve changed…” X grabbed 2 cans of Pepsi out of his pocket and threw one at Cedric “What happened to your right hand?” he said staring at it like crazy. “Well… I cant… use it anymore…” Cedric smiled opining the can and taking a sip, “So I heard” grabbing Cedric’s hand X asks him “Tell me, is there a reason behind it, as to why you wont use it?” Pulling his hand away Cedric sipped once more “With this hands… I almost killed someone the other day…” He looked up sighing “I just cant live like this anymore” He smiled, but X wasn’t convinced.

“I get it now…” Standing up X’s faced the sky “YOU BIG NINI!” X teased, “You’re the biggest liar I’ve ever met!” kicking Cedric he yelled.

“OK, uncle! Uncle!” Evading X’s kicks Cedric sighed “That’s one of the real reasons though.” Playfully toying with the can on his hands he placed it down. “The real reason is my dream” stepping on it he smiled. “I want to do more with my hands.” He kicked it as it flew up high. “I want to share my dream to the world.” Looking at X he smiled. “I want to draw my dreams.” He took X’s soda can and spilled it contents over a dead plant.

Pissed X kicked Cedric as Cedric was somehow disoriented hitting the floor, “What the… what’s the big idea?” Cedrir stood up and grab X on his shirt preparing to lunch a punch. “You did know that I was drinking that right?!” X yelled has he held Cedric’s shirt preparing to lunch a punch as well, “Drinking? Drinking what?” Pausing Cedric thought.

“Idiot, your so slow, I meant my Pepsi!” slapping Cedric back and fort he seems to be enjoying himself, “Why do you have to slap me? It was just a Pepsi get over it you big baby!” pinching X he stretched his face, “It’s okay to kick yours away as long as you don’t involve mine in your stupid lectures, and besides, its not like its gonna help that hopeless plant!” X said shoving Cedric away, “I guess, but you did get what I mean… right?” Cedric asked.

“Nope…” X said in the funniest gesture anyone could ever imagine, “Evil…” Cedric mumbled wishing he could punch him. “But I do know one thing…” X smirked, “You owe me a Pepsi” he said taking his leave.

“Looks like you grew a little, jack the reaper.” X thought on his way to the elevator, “I guess things will get more interesting in Lunalil…” He laughed.


“That idiot…” Cedric thought looking over at the dead plant. “I wonder if Pepsi can bring this plant back to life…” feeling stupid he just laughed, “I wonder…” Looking up at the bright blue sky, he smiled once more “Well, back to real life…”