Secrets

Prologue

Secrets.

Little bits of feelings and action who define who we are, or how we act. Our other self in a way. The person we have when the cameras are off, and nobody is looking. We are only as innocent as the things we keep to ourselves. Are we not? Pieces of our past we want to stay hidden from the light of our future. To place a mask on our true colors. Concealing scars, shattered dreams and broken hope. Holding the sins we commit in the shadows. Locking away dark and dangerous feelings so we can fake a smile.

We all have them. No matter how sweet and caring the person seems.

We are all wolves in sheep clothing, as the saying goes. We are never as innocent as we appear. Lies we convince people to believe. The worst lies are the ones we tell ourselves. What we have to do survive some say. Survival of the fittest. To be honest I never really believed in that saying. Sure the strong do come out on top, but I have seen weak people on pedestals too. Same with strong people being destroyed. Everyone does what they can to survive. So, why is that bad? Are we born to be bad, or just made that way? Also, what can be defined as bad? I have seen innocent people kill to defend themselves, and not be found guilty. What chooses bad vs. good? Are we evil if we do something bad to help someone we love? Even if it hurts the ones we love most. How do we deal when our minds can only stretch so far? Hurting someone we love not only is faking to the heart, but also the mind, because no matter what people think your love ones are a part of you. I also believe no one is perfect.

  That we all have some deep, dark past we never want to see the light of day. So we make little crevices in our little, tinny, tinny cerebrum to lock them away. Passage ways to keep our bodies from uttering the gut wrenching truth. The problem is most people don't make the crevice deep enough, or are too stupid enough to keep the secret put there. The types of people who use it as a game almost. Chest pieces maneuvering around a confusing board of high school drama. Making and breaking alliances.

Causing wars.

  However, there are a few who dig a hole so deep that the mind just doesn't want the memory. The secret sacred enough we warp reality. We distort the truth just to take a detour around the hole. Make us hidden behind the shadow of a wall we build to block out the guilt. We make ourselves the secret. Forever intertwined with lies, till we are not even considered human anymore. It changes us. Snarled, and bends us beyond the face of recognition. Forever making the person the secret. A tunnel of mystery, and darkness. A thing to be hidden away. A past long forgotten.

Looking back now to my history lessons, I realize nothing is ever as it seem on paper. Nothing is black and white. There is always some hidden truth behind the chaos. Something uglier to hide in the ugly. A war within a war. This is where our story actually takes off.                                                                                                              

A war.

Long ago a great nation thrived.  Isolated by mountains, and with very little coastline the country relied on its independence. No one interfered with other people's lives and they didn't have too. Since the people wanted to enjoy life separate from others everything was perfect.

However as the country didn't want outside influences to mess with peace it had in the citizens lives, it needed a new fuel source. As the country's need for fossil fuels increased, unbeknown to the country, the world's need grew ten times more. Thus out of the ashes, Potestatem was born.

As the only renewable fuel source in the world, it became the most powerful source in the world, and due to it needing the cold mountain air; The Potestatem country became the most powerful country in the world. Everything was going great. Then the world found out and it wanted it gone.

It wanted not only Potestatem gone, but the country to pay. So, war was declared.

Lives were changed. Wives were widowed, and children orphaned. Everything was destroyed, and a dark cloud hanged over the nation. These are what we called the dark days. No hope, and nothing to stop the chaos. The weapons the world used against us were so vile we didn't stand a chance. It wasn't the guns that hurt us, but the misled.

Since Potestatem needed cold weather to work the world destroyed the nation's atmosphere. Once the Potestatem was gone the world left the country to deal with the consequences.

The once beautiful, and fruitful nation was left dry, and brittle. Due to atmospheric changes not only was the environment changed, but also the people.

The amount of radioactivity rewired brainwaves of the people, causing them to form three different groups. The Castites, Ispumites, and Potestatem.

Each of the groups formed by the different principles they valued the most.

The Castites believed in beauty.

In the old teachings, the world was brought about by the blending and mixtures of auras coming together to bring peace and harmony in the unseen Dmeter.

Dmeter was the unseen dimension in which all auras presided. When the Dmeter was in calm weather where the auras blended happily, beauty showed through. The healthier, and prettier the person or thing was, the more balanced its aura was. In life, the world needed balance, thus when Naphaite was created it threw the Dmeter off kilter, and everything became ugly. It introduced a dark entity into the Dmeter call tenebris.

If something's aura has brought or is tenebris it is marked. Mark people are dangerous because it could cause the Dmeter as a whole to collapse. Life as we know it would end. So, after the war the Castites wanted everything that had Tenebris to be destroyed.

People didn't believe them. Thought they were crazy. When confronted with what proof they had of Dmeter. The Castites couldn't reply.

The peers were shocked. They wondered what kind of ignorance the world had gone to. They decided that ignorance had corrupted the world.

The people formed the Ispumites.

The Ispumites believed that to cure the world of dark emotion and secrets you had to get rid of ignorance. They wanted to destroy the Castites. To purify the country. So, they started to target the temples of the Castites.

Castites had enough of the ridicule. They believed that the Ispumites were the source of the tenesis. Soon a war between the two groups broke out leaving The Potestatemites, those who stayed loyal to the country, to try, and make peace.

However it was no use as the end result left all three groups fighting. Finally the only way for the groups to get along was to divide up the land, and create three new nation.

The once great nation was now no longer, and it was now broken in pieces.

People thought the story was done. The dark days were behind us. It was all straight forward. They were done with secrets.

I wish that were true, because the dark days affected me in more ways than one. For they don't just affect me, or my family, but the whole world.

For I have a secret.

A secret so spine chilling, life as we know it will change for good. It will shake the earth at its core. So powerful the people would kill for it. It will take us back to the dark days. For my secret is as hot, and lethal as the sun. No one must know. My secret is not ready, or may never be ready to come out. For as my story unfolds, my life, and everyone who knows lives is hanging on a thread. So may I ask...?

Can you keep a secret?
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