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Saturday, August 9, 2025
Even in Conflict, Honor Thy Father and Mother: Chapter 3 – No Holding Back, Even Against Family

Chapter
3 – No Holding Back, Even Against Family
At the community center, I find
that the shelter that was constructed in times of superhuman attacks and
battles is badly damaged and has dozens upon dozens of people surrounding it,
some of whom I recognize. I see my friends from the hero academy that I went to
and fought alongside, such as Luke, Titus, Mark, and a few other recognizable
faces. They talk about how Isaias bought them out with whatever they wanted:
fame, money, or moving up in the hero ranks, that this is nothing more than a playful
fight, that they’re sorry for being on the opposing side, and it’s nothing
personal. All their excuses for being a part of this blend in my head as
nothing more than them admitting to being sellouts and taking part in something
they don’t understand, is more dangerous and destructive than they think. I’d
say that they think of this situation differently if their hometown were under
attack, but then again, some would see this situation as a necessary evil for
greater fame and fortune to attain their goals.
“See that? Even your closest friends
and allies will turn against you for the simplest things,” Isaias says.
“You’ll have to train in dealing
with facing that kind of betrayal. It’s one of the hardest things to do as a
hero and, in our line of work, it happens more often than we like to admit,”
Irlene adds.
“We’ll also be on their side. Now
that you’ve both fought alongside us, you know how we fight, so it should make
it easier for you.”
“Us? Against all of them and you?!”
Idelle says.
“Given your powers and
determination, you should be able to just get by. You need to know what that
feels like as well.”
“It’s all for your betterment. You’ll
thank us later.”
“Shut it! Can you trust those
villains you’re fighting with not to turn on you or turn their attention to the
townspeople and use them for their benefit?” I ask.
“You’ll have to beat us to prevent
any possibility of that happening. Come on, son. Show us everything you have
and more!”
An ambush of villains who were
hiding in the surrounding area of the community center attacks us. The odd,
sinking, blood-boiling feeling from before quickly hits me like a rocket from a
launcher, and my entire body feels like it’s cold and hot at the same time as
it instantly turns white. I can hear Idelle, Isaias, and Irlene arguing, but their
exact words are muffled. I fight back against everyone who goes after me,
sometimes defeating them quicker than I expected or killing them when I didn’t
mean to. My friends, Titus and Mark, try double-teaming me with one of Luke’s
robots backing them up, all of whom fall in seconds.
That blood-boiling feeling grows
and grows with each passing second, and foe defeated, whether they’d be sellout
hero or depraved villain, all of whom have been judged for punishment in my mind
as if I could read their souls and know exactly what God wants me to do with
them. My skin and shirt then go completely white as I speed up and reach past
my boiling point. There’s no holding back anymore. Not against people like
these. This place, once a joyful meeting place of Poca Bellezza’s families, is
in ruins, and its people are cowering in a shelter, fearing for their lives.
This fight and the reasons behind it are pointless, except for bringing justice
to the sinful and humbling the survivors.
My strength and speed have now
quadrupled, and no one can last even a second against me as I defeat foe after
foe with terrifying speed and nothing held back. No one who doesn’t deserve
mercy is instantly killed, and those who do are incapacitated and unable to
move or knocked out cold. My righteous wrath leaves dozens upon dozens of
bodies in its wake, and my anger for today’s injustice is such that I scream so
loud that the force of my scream causes an explosion of light that bursts forth
from me and consumes everything and everyone around me. In the blink of an eye,
certain foes were evaporated, knocked out, or rendered immobile. As for Idelle,
she’s fine except for the wounds she suffered during the battle, and the surrounding
community center has been miraculously repaired as if nothing had happened to
it.
Meanwhile, Isaias and Irlene are
lying on the ground, struggling to get back up. Looking at myself, I see that
my skin is whiter and brighter than before, and my once bright red shirt with a
golden cross on it is now just as white as my skin, and the cross on it is
silver. The wounds on my body seem to glow, and looking at myself in the glass
of one of the buildings, I see that my hair is also white, and the color from
my eyes is completely gone. Additionally, my blue jeans and brown boots have
also lost their color. What kind of power is this that’s been lying dormant in
me?
As my anger subsides, the color
returns to my skin and eyes, but not the tatters that are my clothes. Idelle
looks at me more concerned than afraid and goes over to hug me. I hold her tightly
in my arms and tell her that I’m okay.
“Are you? What was that?” she asks.
“I…don’t know at all. It’s another
God-given power that I’ll have to figure out later,” I admit. “All I know is
that those who deserved mercy got it, while those who didn’t instantly died.”
“That was amazing,” Isaias says as
he struggles to get up. When he eventually does, he comes over and pats me on
the side of my arm. “You accomplished things beyond our expectations, son. You’ll
be a legendary hero. I know it.”
Irlene gets up and tells us how
proud she is of us and hugs us with Isaias in one big family hug. Idelle and I push
them away after a second.
“We won. Write your checks to repair
the damages you caused and get lost,” I say.
“We’ll be back soon, or you’ll come
to us. Look at your hero buzzer,” Isaias says.
Looking at my hero buzzer, I see
that…I’m not associated with any hero associations.
“What did you do?”
“Fire you from the association you
worked with and blacklisted you from joining any from the back end. Did you
really think I wouldn’t have any other way to push you to join us? You’ll either
have to work as a freelance hero or join us if you want to do legitimate work.”
“Write your checks, take your
wounded, and leave!” I say as my skin suddenly goes white for a second before
returning to normal.
Isaias and Irlene tepidly agree,
hiding their terrified feelings behind false smiles, thinking that they’ve still
somehow won. The two of them then call their men to come here, take the
townspeople back to their homes, write the checks they need to, and take the
injured to the nearest hospital. When Idelle and I go back home, we tell our
parents what happened. They try to emphasize our victory, but it feels too bittersweet
to feel good about. In the following days, Idelle and I help rebuild Poca Bellezza
with the help that Isaias and Irlene have paid for.
Afterward, the townspeople throw us
a surprise, daylong thank-you party for saving them. They call us “The Saviors
of Poca Bellezza” and have even created a statue in our image. It’s a fun time
and does reinvigorate my downcast spirit a bit, even though I still feel
fearful for Isaias and Irlene’s eventual return. Still, the townspeople want us
to be happy, so I put on my best smile, thank God for my real family around me,
leave the future in God’s hands, and enjoy the present moment as much as I can,
as God intended.
The End
Even in Conflict, Honor Thy Father and Mother: Chapter 2 – Family Fighting Activity

Chapter
2 – Family Fighting Activity
Idelle is in her golden armor and
crimson bodysuit, and making sure I’m fine every minute as I’m sitting down on
my parents’ couch and they try to cheer us up and tell us to eat our breakfast,
so we can be ready for the upcoming fight. Knowing our parents are right,
Idelle and I eat faster than we expect. I then start calling friends and
associates that I have over in the hero association that I’m a part of for
help, but none of my calls go through, not even calls to my friend’s personal
phones or hero buzzer. My calls to the local hero association don’t go through
either nor do my calls to the police.
“I should’ve guessed they’d block
all our calls for help,” I say out loud.
“Are you sure it’s a good idea to
involve others in this?” Idelle asks.
“They won’t be involved in the
fighting. Instead, I want them to help the townspeople stay safe and away from
the fighting.”
My parents suggest calling everyone
they know using their phones, do so, and can get through to people to let them
know what’s going to happen. Despite it being a spur-of-the-moment notice, the
people we know agree to do what my parents tell them and inform the police and
heroes to get everyone to a safe location.
“The people of Poca Bellezza are
incredible,” Idelle says.
“It’s the famous southern
hospitality,” my mom says.
“You two should be in a safe
location, too. I don’t want you caught up in more of this, especially since
Isaias and Irlene already seem to hate you,” I say.
“We’ll help where we can, while
staying out of your fight. We wouldn’t want to distract you from beating
whatever challenge those two scumbags have for you. I’m sorry that I called
your real parents that,” my dad says.
“You have nothing to apologize for.
They aren’t my real parents. You two are.”
My parents smile at me, call me
their true son, and give me a hug. They also call Idelle their true daughter
and drag her into the family group hug, which makes her cry a couple of tears
of joy. The hug lasts for a minute before we let go. Idelle and I say our
goodbyes and head into the town since our hour of rest is over. When we arrive
in the town, we see that the once bustling and friendly place we once knew is a
ghost town with no sign of life in sight, which is both good and off-putting at
the same time.
“I’m sorry that I didn’t know this
was going to happen,” Idelle says out of nowhere. “I had no idea those two would
try this or cared so much about taking us back into their family.”
“I don’t blame you. From what you’ve
told me and what I’ve seen so far of the general, he’s a very secretive guy,
who doesn’t tell the whole truth when he explains things,” I say.
“No, I should’ve known, and shouldn’t
have let his reassurances convince me to stop asking him so many questions. He’s
manipulative, makes you think that he’s told you everything, and I should know
that better than anyone.”
“It’s okay, Idelle.”
“The same thing goes for Irlene. I
should’ve told you about her sooner, but she’s just as secretive as Isaias, if
not more so, because she acts behind the scenes without being seen or acknowledged
by anyone.”
“It’s fine. If anything, I’m more
upset at how upset you are at yourself, so please, stop.”
“…okay.”
Idelle and I wander around the
town, anxiously waiting for something to happen, but nothing does. We keep searching
and waiting until Idelle gets a call from Isaias. The look of surprise on her
face and tone of voice suggest something bad is happening.
Once she gets off the phone, I ask,
“What did he say?”
“He knows where all the citizens of
this town are hiding and-”
Irlene comes down from the sky
where we are, cracking the concrete around her, and somehow not dirtying her
uniform.
“I’m sure you would’ve guessed it
by now, but we have eyes and ears everywhere. Did you think we wouldn’t have people
or cameras watching our children?” Irlene says.
“You had me watching him! You said
you weren’t going to send anyone else,” Idelle says.
“We meant that, at the time, but
then changed our minds. You were a bit too unhinged in your hatred for us to
completely trust.”
“You’re the reason why I’m like
this!”
Idelle charges at Irlene, who
blocks all her punches, kicks, and attacks from her snakes.
“Don’t spend too much of your
energy on me. You’ll have a better foe to fight soon.”
Isaias runs at us from a distance I
couldn’t see him from and stops the two from fighting by getting in between
them.
“Our training dummies have arrived,”
Isaias says. He points in various directions around town and in the sky to turn
our attention to the coming threats. “More villains, criminals, and bad actors
in government and business are here to clean their records with your defeat.
What they don’t know is that your mother and I will be helping you in this
fight because I want them dead or behind bars just as much as both of you do.”
“I’m not a hero to cleanse the
country of villains and criminals! I only do it to serve God and my community,”
I remind Isaias.
“Son, you have to have your sights
set on the bigger picture if you want to accomplish that. Now, let’s focus on
the enemy ahead and engage in a little superhuman family activity.”
Before I can get a word in, a
barrage of explosions and powers hits us and separates me from Irlene and
Idelle and causing damage to the surrounding area.. Unfortunately, Isaias is
still with me since he wants us to fight together, which I reluctantly accept. We
then head into the fray of battle, both of us using our speed and strength to
take down our enemies one after the other. There’s even a bit of synergy and
common tactics between us as we use the bodies of our foes against one another,
and attack certain foes together, who we think need our attention.
“Did you have to send these many
people to attack us?” I ask.
“No, there were fewer, but I expected
them. We knew that giving the people who distrusted us too great a deal would
have them bring backup to make sure this wasn’t a trap,” Isaias says.
“Which it was. You didn’t have to
be dishonest with them.”
“I wasn’t. I only told half the
truth. You get used to speaking the language of half-truths when you’re in my
business.”
“I hope I never am.”
“We’ll see about that. You also
wouldn’t have had to face this many people if you had killed the people I first
sent after you. Now, they’re back up and brought more of their friends here.”
“I only kill if absolutely
necessary, not because someone tells me to, even someone who says they’re my true
father.”
“I understand, but this is that absolutely
necessary situation. Just like the villain you threw into the sewage system,
the law can’t legally punish these people, and can only send them away with a
slap on the wrist or kill them behind closed doors and deny they did anything.
Trust me when I say that I live by the same rule you do and that people are worth
more dead than alive.”
“You have to view it in God’s way,
and not your own.”
“I do everything for a higher power.
When you’re in the same position I am, you’ll come to see that the shady way of
doing things isn’t always necessarily evil.”
“I find that hard to believe
because look at what you’ve done already. Look at this humble, quiet town that
now suffers because of you.”
Isaias and I have already fought
around and in my old school, the dinner I frequent, old toy and game stores I
liked to shop in, playgrounds, churches, and food stores, all of which have
nostalgic and personal value to me because of the memories associated with them
and the people who I knew that worked in them.
“This isn’t the first time the
government’s had a publicly secret execution like this. We have enough money
and people to cover this entire thing up and make it up to the people we’ve
hurt. You and they will see the greater good done through all this violence and
destruction soon.”
“Tch. You’re unbelievable.”
Our fighting continues and lands
both of us in the police station, thanks to encountering a strong foe who
punches us both into the building. As we get up, Irlene also flies into the police
station with us, and Idelle soon follows.
“Are you okay?” I ask Idelle.
“I’m fine, son,” Irlene says in her
place. “Your sister is playing rough with me, but I understand.”
“What do you mean?”
“She’s been getting in cheap shots
and allowing me to be overwhelmed by our foes. It’s something that I’ve done as
well when I worked with people I didn’t like or wanted dead. Your father and I were
deployed in circumstances where we didn’t need to write reports, and our
superiors didn’t care what happened as long as the objectives were accomplished,
so I used them to get rid of bad actors and evil people we were forced to work
with.”
“That’s why you’re the slimiest out
of the two of you,” Idelle says, referring to Irlene and Isaias.
“Your father is more slimly, if
that’s what you want to call it. I can’t manipulate legalities and the wording
of laws to suit our purposes like he can, and make everything that we do seem legally
and morally correct.”
“And I can’t hide things and our
enemies behind the scenes like you can,” Isaias says.
“You two can be lovey-dovey about
your backstabbing practices later. Everyone is converging on us now,” Idelle
says.
“How about we switch up partners? I’d
like to spend time with my son, since my daughter doesn’t seem to like me,”
Irlene says.
“Sure thing,” Isaias says.
Before Idelle and I can say
anything, Irlene and Isaias separate us from one another as our foes converge
on us and level the police station.
“What did you say to Idelle?” I ask
Irlene.
“What do you mean?”
“She isn’t one to jump to violence,
unless she thinks she needs to. What did you say to tick her off?”
“Nothing at all, except reasoning
my love for you and her.”
“She doesn’t want to hear that. Isaias
and you have put her through too much for her to care about hearing you out.”
“Then let me convince you about it
so you can talk to her.”
Our foes attack Irlene and me as
we’re talking, so we focus on that for now. As I fight, I see Irlene fighting
in her own way in the distance. She viciously attacks her enemies with her
fists and legs, just like Idelle does, but she doesn’t care to use their bodies
as weapons against their allies; however, she does come to my aid, drawing some
of the attackers' attention away from me. Wanting to keep her safe and unhurt,
I try to redirect their focus onto me and make myself appear to be a more
urgent threat.
“You’re more like me than you think,”
Irlene says as we start to fight more closely together. “Whenever a person I care
for is in danger, I become more vicious in my attack and throw myself into
danger, not to say that your father doesn’t do the same. Where we are the same
is in our goals being more short-term than your father’s long-term goals. We
both know that what’s done in the present moment matters more than what could
potentially be done in the future.”
“My methods are more honest and
legal, and my way of fighting isn’t as vicious as yours.”
“We may disagree on many things,
but I will admit your gift of strong kindness. Watching you treat everyone with
kindness and help everyone, no matter who they were, touched us and made us
reexamine how we acted. Also, seeing you happy with your adoptive family did
admittedly make us jealous and yearn for normality.
“If you want that, then why did you
have to put us all through this test?”
“Our family trade is violence. It
has been for generations, my side of the family known for its military service,
and your father’s known for law enforcement and the politicians it's produced. This
is just how we do things to show our character and intentions.”
I’d say it’s warped and continue
the conversation, but I’m tired of the back and forth and just let Irlene’s
actions and mine speak for themselves. We intensify our efforts to finish the
fight, remembering that we need to help Idelle and Isaias, which makes us fight
faster regardless of the damage done to us, and we head toward the sounds of
fighting to find that they have finished their side of the battle as well.
Going up to them, I say to Isaias, “That
should be all of them. Is our test done yet? Have we passed it?”
“It’s not over yet. What’s the most
important part of being a hero to you?” Isaias asks.
“Saving…” I grab Isaias’s collar. “You
didn’t put the townspeople in danger, did you?!”
“Depends on what you do next.
Better get to the community center soon.”
I grit my teeth and head off. There
had better not be a hair harmed on them or else!
Friday, August 8, 2025
Even in Conflict, Honor Thy Father and Mother: Chapter 1 – Stretching the 5th Commandment


Chapter
1 – Stretching the 5th Commandment
So many days of fighting,
maintaining peace, and performing acts of charity in the busy Sunny City of
Tomorrow, Solis, have taken their toll on me. Even the strongest superheroes,
who are bulletproof and immune to most injuries like me, get tired and worn
out. Instead of traveling to new places, going on thrill rides, or dining at
fancy restaurants or bars, I decided to spend my week-long vacation at my
parents’ farm in Poca Bellezza. I need a place that’s quiet, isolated, and
simple, compared to the constant noise and complexities of the world that
always demand more of me, such as rising in the hero ranks and taking on more
requests to keep earning a good salary. All I want as a hero is to serve God
and help others. That’s my life goal, clear and straightforward, and I don’t
care for anything else beyond that.
My sister, Idelle, has been with me
this whole time, and we’ve been enjoying the simple pleasures of this rural
town. Beyond the hometown food and nice people that you can rarely find
anywhere else, I’m happiest when I see my sister happy, since she’s usually
moody. It’s strange seeing her not wearing her usual golden armor and crimson
bodysuit, but I think her wearing pink and light red dresses, skirts, and girly
outfits is cute, even if the white snake and black snake on her back may take
away from the look she has. Regardless, this is the best thing in the world.
Being with the people I love and seeing them happy.
It's Wednesday now, and I expect it
will be another wonderful day until I hear the sounds of vehicles approaching
the house and vibrations that shake the ground. When I go outside, I see a
small military group of soldiers with rifles backed up by jeeps equipped with
mounted guns. Leading the group are a man and a woman dressed in red, blue, and
gold military officer uniforms. The woman looks very similar to my sister,
except she has black hair and brown eyes, unlike my sister’s gray hair and
white and black eyes. Lastly, I recognize the man as the general, the one who
has been giving orders to my sister and is a major reason for her misery.
Idelle seems tense and surprised that he’s here and tells my parents to hide
inside the house while we deal with this. They agree to do so as my sister and
I approach the general and the woman with him.
Before the general can say
anything, I cut him off, cross myself, and say, “Praised be to God, I’ve been
wanting this moment, and you come to me. What are you here for?”
The general and the woman next to
her smirk. The general says, “I’m here for you, son. I want our family to be
complete."
“Son?”
“Heh. Does our familial bond
surprise you? I expected a bigger reaction out of you for the reveal.”
“Not really. You partially gave it
away the first time we met.”
There’s also the fact that both he
and I have light blue eyes and blonde hair.
“That’s my bad. I couldn’t help it.
As I said, I want our family to be complete. Join your mother, sister, and me,
and you’ll help the world in ways you couldn’t possibly imagine.”
“Don’t do it, John,” Idelle says to
me.
“It’s his choice.”
“I didn’t know either of you would
come here or offer him to work for you. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I knew you’d disapprove
and get him to hide. I also didn’t want to ruin your good time together. Seeing
him happily living a life is why I backed off during his childhood years, and
is the reason why I’m here.”
“Are you jealous of what he has?”
“Is there anything wrong with our
motivation for being here?” the woman asks.
“Yes, there is, Irlene.”
“I’m your mother, Idelle. There’s
no need for you to think we have bad intentions.”
“There are plenty of reasons! You
both gave us up for experimentation because you wanted us to be superhumans to
fight in battles alongside you.”
“Huh?” I say.
The general sighs and says, “John,
I was going to tell you that in better circumstances, but since Idelle already
told you, I’ll reveal the whole truth. Your mother and I wanted you and your
sister to have powers because we experienced the horrors of fighting
superhumans during a battle against villains. We were called to a city where a
major battle was taking place, and both our squads were wiped out by superhuman
villains and saved by superhuman heroes, making us see the positives and
negatives of them in person. Because scientific advancement had caused a craze
in obtaining superpowers through artificial and experimental means, we thought allowing
you to be tested on would make you into proper superhuman heroes.”
“It was for your own purposes to
use us as weapons for the country. You didn’t care what it would do or mean for
us,” Idelle says.
“I recall hearing your approval of
getting them when I told you about them.”
“That’s because I was a kid and
didn’t know better! How could I, especially with what you put me through?!”
“What did you put her through?” I
ask.
“Your sister was part of an
experiment that tried to separate the evil from a person by putting two snakes
in a room with her, one cursed by a satanist and the other blessed by a
Catholic priest, and what you see is the result. Instead of separating the good
and evil in her, the snakes attached themselves to her and are fighting for
possession of her mind.”
“That’s not to forget all the
experiments done on me to test the new strength, resistance to attacks, and
speed I obtained. These snakes on me also couldn’t be removed, and their
constant talking feels more like a burden than a blessing, even with the white
snake telling me what’s right.”
“What about me?” I ask.
“Since it was theorized that God is
the source of people getting their powers, an experiment was done to see what
would happen if a child spent their entire life in the presence of Him, so your
mother bore you in an adoration chapel we created, and you were raised in
there.”
“You also experimented on him like
me. What kind of parents would put their infant child through so much, so they
could make him into a weapon?”
“It was to test him for powers, and
look what you two have become. You both became wonderful heroes by your own
choices.”
“This only happened because I freed
my brother while we were being transported to another testing facility. It
happened because we chose it to, not because of anything you did.”
“Are you forgetting that we allowed
it?” Irlene asks. “Your father and I let you have this freedom of choice
because you kept killing the soldiers and heroes we sent to retrieve your
brother and you, and because we were touched by how well taken care of your
brother was.”
“Don’t remind me. You had me kill,
kidnap, and torture so many people so my brother could live happily. This is
why you shouldn’t trust them, John. They’ll have you do the same things I did.”
“It was for the good of the
country, and I’m starting to get tired of your brother being called John.
That’s not his name, so he should embrace his true one. My name is Isaias
Kruck, your mother’s is Irlene, your sister’s is Idelle, and as such, yours is I-”
“I don’t want to hear anymore,” I
interrupt. “You experimented on children, and most importantly, made my sister
miserable. I don’t need any more reasons to not join you.”
Irlene says, “Those experiments
done on you were the safest our money and influence could buy. Others were put
through the same experiments as you and either died, got nothing out of it,
hardly got any powers, or suffered a fate worse than death. We made beyond sure
that you could become proper heroes.”
“We’re also finished experimenting
on children and youth. Those programs have ended, thanks to people like your
mother, our allies in the government, corporations like Coronamento, and
me," Isaias adds. “You know that we’re trying to become better people
because of how we’re trying to clean house of bad actors and the scum we did
business with. I’m sure you remember, not too long ago, the villain you killed
who kidnapped a girl with the potential to be a superhuman. I appreciate you
handling him the way you did, but I can’t say the same for the people at the
waste processing center, who had to remove all the bits of him from the sewage
treatment systems. He was one of many targets that day that I’m glad you took
care of, while the rest were either arrested or killed, thanks to you.”
“That was only a mutual partnership
because I wanted to save the girl. It’s going to take a lot to make me trust
you and agree to a lasting relationship. Besides, I don’t feel the push or
calling to help you. As far as I’m concerned, God still wants me to be a simple
neighborhood hero,” I say.
“I respect your dedication to your
faith, but this is an order from a higher place in the government that you
serve. Think of it as a sign from above. I know you’re a patriotic man, who
does his best not to cause trouble and follows the law to the letter.”
“I was raised to put God first, my
family, and my country, but not always the government that rules it. Practicing
and acting what I believe to be right is what makes this country, the Columbian
Union, the freest and best country in the world.”
“You are indeed free, but you are
not free from consequence. You should also remember that you put your family
first, ahead of your country, and your mother and I are your family. Again.
Your real last name is Kruk, and your true first name is I-”
“My real name is John Elio.”
“And my real name is Idelle Elio,”
my sister proudly says.
Irlene looks at Isaias, who looks
back at her. She nods at him, he nods back and takes a flare gun out. He shoots
the gun into the sky, and his soldiers behind him back away.
“What did you do? Who did you
signal?” I ask.
“Your mother and I don’t take no
for an answer. It’s the warrior spirit within us that I know you share. Because
of that, we’d like to put your powers to the test. If you pass, then we’ll
leave you alone for the time being. If not, we’ll have to take you back
ourselves. This first test is one to answer a curiosity we have. Your sister’s
reports told us about your hair, skin, and eyes turning white and radiating
light when you face certain evil opponents, and we’d like to see the extent of
that power.”
In the distance, I see a group of
superhumans flying in, helicopters, prison vans, and other superhumans running
at us on foot. An odd sinking feeling begins to rise in me, and my blood begins
to boil. I see that my skin is slowly turning white, and Isaias and Irlene are
seeing that they got what they wanted.
“Stop it!” Idelle says.
“Why? Those men and women
approaching in the distance are the worst of the worst that the government
worked with. We told them that the records held against them, both private and
public, will be erased if they defeat you. What they don’t know is that they’re
all here to die at your hands, son. You better meet them before they ruin the
Elio family's beautiful farm,” Isaias says.
Knowing that he’s right, I
reluctantly run off and jump into action to meet my foes halfway before they
reach my family’s farm. They throw every manner of explosive, magic, and power
at me, including hitting me with their best robots and super strength, none of
which even scratches me, whereas my strength takes them all out in one or two
punches. The sudden aggression I feel has somehow empowered me beyond my usual
super strength and speed, making me more than a match for this entire group of
people, and in the end, they’re all down and knocked out, because I don’t want
to kill them like Isaias wanted. Returning to the farm, I see Isaias and Irlene
watching a video feed, which they likely used to monitor the battle.
“Hmm. It’s a bit disappointing that
you held back. How did you do it when you killed others with the same power?”
Isaias asks.
“I prayed for them in my mind and
held back,” I say.
“Ah, of course, your power would be
influenced by supernatural means. It’s impressive to see you come out of that
chaos without a scratch on you despite all the damage you took, your shirt and
jeans being in tatters, and beating your foes so easily, even though you held
back. Well, we’ll see what more you can do when your entire town is under
attack.”
“What?!”
“Don’t worry. We’ll cover the damage
and heal those who get hurt. Think of it as a real-time sparring session like
the ones you had in the hero academy,” Irlene says.
“Except people’s lives are at
stake!”
“I’m sure you’ll save them all,
like you usually do. We’ll give you an hour to rest and prepare.”
Isaias and Irlene turn to walk
away, but I use my speed to grab Isaias’ hand quickly.
“You’re not going to do any of
that. You’re going to walk away and leave my family and friends alone. Right
now!” I demand.
Isaias smiles and raises his hand
despite my trying to keep it down, revealing that he has powers like I do,
before he punches me with his other hand, sending me flying across the fields. Idelle
stands over me to protect me, while Isaias and Irlene stand above me.
“We went through similar
experiments to both of you, but ours were more based in science than faith,” Irlene
says.
“We sacrificed too much to let you
go. I assure you that I’m a better person than before. Call me selfish, but I
want my children back, and I will not have them taken from me!” Isaias says.
Two shots ring out, and Isaias and
Irlene flinch. Looking behind them, I see my parents with rifles in their hands,
pointing their guns at the two. Meanwhile, the soldiers point their guns at my parents.
“Don’t hurt them!” I say as Idelle
and I stand in front of our parents.
“Why shouldn’t my soldiers point
their guns at people who shot their generals, and more importantly, your true
parents?” Isaias says.
“What kind of real parent hits
their son in the way you did?” my dad says.
“You know he can take it. I hardly
left a mark. You didn’t seem to mind shooting me.”
“Because I heard what you said and
decided to act. No one hits my son that way and talks to him in the way you
did.”
“He’s my son. If you knew our
powers, then you knew that bullets do nothing to us, and you would die if we
fought you.”
“So? Dying defending your children
isn’t a bad reason to die, not that I expect you to know what caring for your
children is like,” my mom says.
Irlene steps towards us, but is
immediately stopped by Isaias. They both look furious and are trying to contain
their emotions as best they can.
“Johnson and Josephine Elio,” Irlene
says. “You both took good care of our children and made them happier than we
have, I’ll give you that, but we’re taking back our children today. After which,
neither we nor they will see you again.”
“We were going to go easier on you,
but now that you pissed us off, we won’t hold anything back. You two better
prepare yourselves if you really want to stay with these two,” Isaias says.
The two leap into the sky as their
men retreat from my family’s farm and leave us in peace, for now. I’ve been
waiting and wanting the day to finally confront the general, Isaias, for
everything he’s done to my sister, but this is the worst way it couldn’t have happened,
and I wish it never happened at all.
Saturday, August 2, 2025
Rules for Divinity's Divinations
- A player's cards consist of: 1 Dealer, 7 modifiers, and 10 numbered card deck consisting of numbers from 1-10 of the player's choice.
- The 7 modifiers are laid face down and face up Dealer are laid ahead of the play area next to a player's deck.
- The total value of your deck cannot be less than 55 or more than 77.
- You can only have 3 cards of one number.
- The highest score or fulfilled dealer's instant win conditions is the winner.
- Modifiers are spun around to randomize their effect, and the numbered card decks are shuffled.
- A coin must be flipped to determine who goes first.
- There are 3 rounds per game.
- 3 cards are drawn in the first round, 2 cards in the second round, and 2 cards in the third.
- Only 3 modifiers can be used per turn, and the remaining modifiers can be used on the last, but all modifiers can't be used all at once on the last turn. Chain cards count toward the 3 modifier use limit, but Event cards don't.
- A modifier can be flipped up or flipped to the side, but once it is beginning to be flipped, you can't choose to flip it another way, to use the other effect of the modifier. All players know what their face-down modifiers are, can put them in any order, and check which is which, while their opponent is kept in the dark about which modifier is which.
- If you run out of cards, and your playing field still has open slots, you can use cards from the top of your opponent's deck or the cards outside of the play area.
Friday, August 1, 2025
My 315th book is done and out today!


