Lying paralyzed and guarded by those who love him.
They never complain in taking care of Moku.
They always make jokes to make Moku laugh.
Every day people chant his name.
They feel proud of Moku who has made the name of his poor country at the top of the MMA world.
Become a hero who carries the name of the nation on his shoulders.
Televisions at home and abroad show his prowess.
His majesty as the strongest, greatest and most popular MMA champion of all time is on display and known throughout the world.
His fights are watched and studied by MMA athletes all over the world, they idolize, make Moku as a goal, and hope one day to be as great as him.
His many championship belts are displayed in national museums and are made as state heirlooms.
He have extravagant life, his country guarantees the prosperity and needs of him and his family.
There is nothing more that he can achieve in this world, there is only time he must live to, and a legacy that will continue to be remembered by humans until the end of ages.
Is this what Moku has been fighting for all along?
Does he want to be respected and become an idol?
Does he want his legacy to be remembered and known throughout the ages?
no
No...
NO!!!
Moku's dream remains the same.
It's been the same since that child walked through that door.
Able to jump higher than flying birds.
Capable of destroying mountains with one hit.
Able to run faster than sound.
Remains the same..
He doesn't care about respect, idolization, and legacy.
That's all is shit!!!
Resting was the most disgusting activity for Moku.
Tranquility was the toughest torture for Moku.
Peace is the greatest sin for Moku.
Moku is cursed.
Peace torments him..
Peace makes him lose the purpose of life..
Peace makes him want to die every day..
They are the same
Moku and Orcs are the cursed ones.
Moku is the orc and the orc is Moku.
"Well, I just make sure you don't regret it.
If you really believe and know the consequences then this deal will be executed" Garuda said.
A single feather from Garuda's wing fell off, it floated slowly and swaying.
When Moku wanted to ask what Garuda was doing, the feathers suddenly dived sharply and pierced Moku's chest.
Suddenly Moku felt something being pulled out of his body.
"ARRRGGHHHH!!!" Moku roared in pain. His heart felt like it was being forced out of his body.
But the pain did not last long, the feather flew back into the air.
Moku knelt down breathlessly. The feathers flew and stabbed back into Garuda's wings.
Garuda closed his eyes as if he felt something. His lips curled into a smile and his breathing was erratic.
"HAHAHA good choice.
You're like a fast train with no stations to stop at, I'm at a loss on the deal this time.
But I will wait for your other kind to come.
Moku congratulations, you can open this gate and set foot on the top of Hargo Dalem.
When you open this gate, you will reach the true pinnacle of your astral body.
Please!" Garuda smiled and moved to give a way.
Moku stood limply. He felt something was missing from him, he felt he would no longer be able to sleep or rest after this.
With unsteady steps, Moku stepped closer to the golden gate. Step by step Moku's body became firm again, until he came to the front of the golden gate.
Placing his hands on the gate, Moku slowly pushed the golden gate.
The gate slowly opened, Moku stepped in.
The golden light enveloped his body and returned his consciousness into the body. Before Moku lost consciousness, he heard Garuda's voice.
"Welcome to the Mind Realm"
....
After congratulating Moku, Garuda closed his eyes again enjoying the sin he just got.
"You're too hard on him, he just a poor kid" came a soft voice that rumbled through the air.
Garuda opened his eyes again and said "Well, I just don't like those who are never satisfied"
"That's what sets them apart from us," the soft voice replied.
"yes you are right. Do you think he will challenge you like the astral beings before?" Garuda asked.
"Hmm.. I don't know about that. We don't have the ability to see the future you know. But I know, he and I will meet soon. hehehe" the soft voice chuckled.
"Soon? it's based on your time or his time?" Garuda asked.
"Hmm.. which one do you think? hehehe" the soft voice chuckled again.
"You always like puzzles, you hang out with astral beings too much to be annoying like this" Garuda snorted.
"Astral beings are very interesting, not only because they can commit sins but also what they can achieve with those sins." the soft voice commented.
"You mean the white light emanating from that boy?" Garuda asked.
"That's right. The white light behind that boy always accompanies and protects him. If you threaten that boy life then the white light will fight with you until one of you is destroyed" the soft voice replied.
"Can spiritual beings still accompany their children in the astral realm?" Garuda asked again.
"Of course not, but their prayers, wishes, feelings, and love can. The child will never feel alone even in the dark, even the darkness comes from you Garuda" the soft voice answered again.
"Is she really that strong?" Garuda asked in disbelief.
Nothing could survive its wings, not even the light of the sun.
"Hehehe.. Garuda that's why I said that astral beings are very interesting. Do you know if there is a saying that says 'A Mother love will never end. It is there from beginning to the end." the soft voice chuckled.
"I don't want to deny you and I don't want to argue with you, stay away from me because I want to enjoy this new sin that I have got.
The sage Mahaguru Sabdo Palon!" Garuda warning.
"Hehehe I'm just greeting you, the ruler of the sky Garuda!" Sabdo Palon's soft voice drifted away and was no longer heard.
Garuda closed his eyes again and enjoyed the sin he had just received.
EZ
A golden cocoon shone in the middle of the night.
The golden cocoon cracked and from the crack a golden smoke poured out.
The swamp wind rustled violently against the trunks of the fallen trees.
Wet leaves flew into the sky creating a whirlwind with a golden cocoon as the center.
The cracks in the golden cocoon grew longer and wider.
Until a hand covered in golden tribal tattoos stabbed out of the golden cocoon.
Moku crawled with difficulty out of his cocoon, like a butterfly crawling out of its cocoon.
Until the cocoon was torn apart and Moku lay languidly on the ground.
The second evolution consumes more energy than the first evolution. The changes that occurred in his body were also greater so he needed time to get used to his new body.
Each of his muscle cells felt like they were alive and had a mind of their own. Moku tried to move his body but what happened instead, he seemed like a overheated squirming caterpillar.
Moku lay there for some time trying to control his new body. Until finally he was able to move his right hand, then his left.