《Life in Death》 Introduction Author¡¯s corner: Hi this is my first story so I hope you enjoy. I hope that you all have fun reading. Please tell me what you think I should do with the story and tell me if there are any spelling or grammatical errors. Enjoy. _________________________________________________________________________________________________ Introduction 3rd person When the universe began it was nothing but debris. To creatures akin to deities appeared. One a beautiful maiden who had had a roaring flam within her, and the other a young man who had a small candle that slowly faded. The brother feared the darkness and asked his sister to share her light, but try as she might she could not even give him a single spark. As he lay there dying he made a request. He asked his sister to share her flame with the mess that was the universe. As she did that the universe and our world took shape. The planets and stars formed from coalescing debris. On one plants and animals appeared. Then other creatures. Finally humans appeared. Right as the last spark was about to disappear from the brother¡¯s eyes was about to disappear an animal ate a blade of grass. This event may have seamed insignificant to most but it was the one thing that could save him. The spark from the blade of grass left as it died and entered the brother. Then more animals started to eat, and more sparks entered him. The flame inside of him had bin rekindled by the spark that left all creatures as they died, but his flame was dark while his sister¡¯s was light. As the brother gained strength his sister slowly lost hers. This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. It was small but for every creature that died she lost a small piece of her flame. The brother new there had to be balance so he with his own flame added something to his sisters world. Birth. Now every time a creature came into being his sister¡¯s flame grew brighter and when it died he gained another spark for himself. The world slowly progressed. Millennia passed as the two siblings grew and watched over the world. They had tried to interact with the world. Where the sister went the world thrived and she became known as a god thought the planet, but where the brother went death fallowed and he became known as a fiend, a devil, as death. The humans referred to the two as Yin and Yang. Yin the goddess of light and prosperity and Yang the god of death and destruction. The brother slowly slipped to despair as he gazed at the humans from afar. He could not help that his flame corrupted the world so he hid himself away so that he didn¡¯t harm anyone. His sister tried to cheer him up but to no avail. He viewed his sister as holy and pure and could never hate her. He saw himself as the problem, and could only despise himself. In the deepest corner of his mind an idea slowly formed. ¡® I want to live and die. I want a life that comes full circle,¡¯ he thought. He slowly made a plan. Life in death Author¡¯s corner: Attention seriously amazing emo eye candy enters the scene. PS. Italics means that it is a thought. Enjoy Chapter 1- Leaving Home Pov-Yang Yin in a long simple white dress that matched her waist length hair, walked around the large house that held her and her brother, ¡° You need to come out of their Yang. It¡¯s not good to shut your self up like this,¡± Yin said as she knocked on the entrance to the pocket dimension that served as my bedroom. ¡° It¡¯s bin 1000 years since the last time I saw you,¡± despaired started to slip into her voice. ¡° It¡¯s lonely without you here.¡± That really pissed me off. What does she know about being lonely? I shoved the door open so hard that it sounded like thunder. I walked out slowly. I wore a black jacket over a gray shirt that did a poor job of hiding my muscular chest, and midnight black pants and shoes that matched his spiky hair and eyes. ¡° Lonely! Go hang out with your humans.¡± I said with resentment. ¡° That world rejects me every day. I can only watch them from here. Even then my gaze brings them misfortune,¡± A hint of sadness tainted my voice even thou I tried to hide it with anger. ¡° *sniffle* I¡¯m *sniffle* sorry *sob*,¡± Yin balled her eyes out as she thru her arms around my waist. She¡¯s still such a crybaby I thought she might have matured some in the last 983 years since we last talked. If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.¡° No I¡¯m sorry I shouldn¡¯t have yelled like that,¡± I said while gently patting her head. I can¡¯t stay mad at her no matter how much she pisses me off. Besides I¡¯m the one that brings misfortune. She¡¯s perfect. I despise myself for getting mad at her. Yin slowly let go of my waist. Tears sticking to her face. ¡° Don¡¯t cry. Your not a cute crier,¡± I said as while pulled out a pack of cigarettes. The Tabaco didn¡¯t affect me much but something about smoking was relaxing. Plus I look cool when I smoke. ¡° That''s mean,¡± Yin said as she started to pout. I lit one of the cigarettes. ¡° I¡¯m heading out,¡± I said plainly. ¡° B-but what about the¡­¡± Yin trailed off. ¡° I¡¯ve bin working on that. I¡¯ve bin purifying a flame this hole time and plan to use it to create another body that doesn''t have an apocalyptic aura,¡± I said while my lips curving up ever so slightly. ¡° We can do that?¡± Yin asked her foul mood completely forgotten. ¡° I¡¯m about to find out,¡± I said as I let the flame I have bin refining this whole time slowly left my body. I then shaped it to match my appearance before condensing it and sending it down to a small town in an island nation I had taken a liking to. It was one of the few countries that did not fallow a religion based around my sister and me. ¡° I¡¯ll see you in a bit,¡± I said as my body faded and disappeared. Chapter 2 Authors corner: Extra cute kid about to shoe up. Be prepared. PS. Let me know if there are any errors please. PSS. I¡¯ll try to update at least every three days but I¡¯m still in school and I don¡¯t have Wi-Fi at home. So don¡¯t put me to the stake for not updating often. Please enjoy the chapter and comment. ______________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 2- Birth Yin-Pov Why doesn''t Yang ever come out? I miss him. We used to be so close but then he just shut himself away saying ¡°I need to think,¡± and I haven¡¯t seen him in almost a 1000 years. That''s it I¡¯m going to go tell him how I feel. I walked down the white hallway of the house till I reached a black door. I knocked. There was no answer as usual. I just started talking thru the door and before I knew it I mentioned being lonely and me came out. I would have bin exited but then I saw the look in his eye. He was so angry. As he yelled I couldn¡¯t help but notice that sadness tinted his voice. Sadness mixed with anger it was an emotion I had seen so many times when people prayed to me after tragedies. It broke my hart, I couldn¡¯t help bit cry. Yang slowly patted my head as I hugged. It was nice having him hear with me, but it hurts me when I see him sad. After I finished crying yang insulted me saying I wasn¡¯t cute. Then he started smoking again. I don¡¯t understand why he does that. He says it¡¯s relaxing but I think it has something to do with his inner chuuni. The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. ¡° I¡¯m heading out,¡± Yang said. ¡° B-but what about the¡­¡± I trailed off. He was so desperate to make sure he didn¡¯t hurt anyone. He quickly explained his plan, and left before I could say anything else. Time slowly passed as I watched the earth. One day turned to a week. I started to get worried. One week turned to a month. The worry was gnawing at my insides, but somehow I knew he was ok. I could feel it in the core of my being. The more I paid attention to that feeling the calmer I felt. After another eight months. It happened. In a small town in Japan a boy was born. The baby was a little chubby. A few strands of black hair adorned his head. His eyes were an extremely dark brown nearly black. Of course this baby was Yang. I laughed. Then I rolled on the floor some while still laughing. My intimidating brother was now a chubby little baby¡¯. Than I thought about it ¡®my brother is a tiny little chubby baby. My laughter was renewed as I watched the baby Yang. Yang¡¯s dad wrote a name on a piece of paper before he left. Ken Yuki. Ken grew up quickly. He quickly thinned down by the time he was four. He was adorable. He wore a white shirt and jeans on the first day of kindergarten. The rondesu (Author¡¯s corner: please tell me if I spelled that right. Sorry if it¡¯s wrong) on his back only made him look cuter. He got full marks on his grammar and spelling tests every time, which stunned all of his teachers. He never made many friends. He looked like a brooding teen trapped in a kids body, but there was a small spark in his eyes that showed the excitement he had for just being alive. His new life brought him so much joy. It made me so happy. Plus it was like having a reality TV. Show meant for only her.