A story of a faraway star in the Yoniverse galaxy.
“Next, number 07152097”
As those numbers were uttered from the Yonian operator, I slowly stood up and made my way towards the door containing my fate. Ready to face what the Yonian Gods has in store for me. Ready to embrace what consequences a sinner like me has to face.
07152097. 07-15-2097. July 15, year 2097. The day I died. The day I killed someone. The day I lost myself to the dark. And the day I will be sentenced as a star.
“July 15, 2097
Name: Avira (meaning brave and strong)
Time of death: 12:36 am
Known: The hero from the first Yonian war
Sin: Murdered someone
Details of the crime: Overdosed them with sleeping pills, strangled them, stabbed
them many times and lastly, fired a gun right through their head.”
As the Yonian operator continued talking, providing me details of the crime I lost
memory of when I died, I found myself slowly losing focus and unconsciously putting myself in an endless pit of thinking. Thinking about who I am, contemplating about who I was. In the Yoniverse, those who die must first pass through the room of judgement to receive the punishment or reward the Yonian Gods deem you deserve to get. All those who meet death becomes a star and the star you turn into signifies your rank, sins and good deeds. It simply means, that even after death, there will always be a hierarchy wherein you have no choice but to accept it. Thus, explaining the situation I am in right now.
As I delve into my thoughts once again, I traced back to the memories I have left.
My name, age, the day I died and what sin I committed. Yes, I killed someone. Yes,
I tortured somebody. And yes, I robbed someone’s life to my own satisfaction but
at what expense and why? A question that has been lingering in my mind and has
been weighing in my shoulders ever since I woke up, realizing that I was already, in
“With the crime you have committed, the Yonian Gods see fit that you will reborn as a red dwarf star.”
The voice ringed inside my head causing me to snap back out of my reverie. Red dwarf, the smallest form of a star in the whole Yoniverse galaxy. As I composed myself, I glanced back at the Yonian operator when something caught my attention. A mirror but that was not what enthralled me but rather the image of a girl. The girl that I brutally and mercilessly killed. Looking at me with shallow eyes as if mocking me and reminding me that I am evil, mad, insane and inhumane. As I stared at the girl longer, I realized that there was an uncanny resemblance between her and the first hero from the Yonian war, the girl who put a stop to that wrecking and traumatizing battle with just one word and with just a whisper. The first hero named Avira.
As I was about to shift my focus back to the Yonian operator, I realized something. I hitched my breath and inevitably, tears clouded my vision and the air inside my lungs was stuck because of the sobs threatening to come out causing me to have trouble with my breathing. As I staggered in my seat, it felt like I was pushed on a cliff and not even having the time to brace myself, my body collided with cold water hitting me with the truth. The first hero, my name Avira and the girl I killed.
Like how a river flows seamlessly and flawlessly, the memories of who I was and my life came rushing through me, rapidly. I remember now. I am Avira, the hero of the
first Yonian war. And yes, I murdered someone and it was me. I am both the assailant and the victim. I was the one who overdosed myself with sleeping pills just to veer away from the cheering of the crowd and tune them out. I strangled myself just to escape the pressure from both my planet and myself. I stabbed
myself many times since the only way to know that I am still alive is by hurting myself. And lastly, I shot myself with a gun since I wanted to stop the pain. I was the one who stole my life and gave up.
“Yonians become stars when they die for the Yonian Gods believe that people deserve a second chance to live. The chance to forgive themselves, reflect on themselves and love themselves.”
The Yonian operator spoke again causing me to break out of my trance. Hearing those words made me lose my façade. It was the nudge which made me cry and pour my feelings out. It made me reflect why I did it to myself and that was because I was too tired of living. I cried knowing that I already have the chance to live another life as myself and not only as the hero.
“Avira, I bless you the name Priam, meaning redeemed. So go on, embark on a journey and live your life as the star Avira Priam. Carry on to be an inspiration and shine brighter than ever. Live as the redeemed star and continue to be brave and strong.”
With tears shining like crystals streaming down my face, I smiled. I painted my
face with a smile knowing that I am indeed redeemed. I smiled knowing that I am
forgiven. I smiled knowing that I am now saved. I smiled knowing that I am happy. I
smiled knowing that I will live life once more. And with that, I end this chapter of my story with a smile.