Innane Shopping

Previously, Kz started his voyage deep within the unexplored regions of the dense jungle.
As days passed, all he saw were nothing but trees, trees and even more trees. If lucks deem to be in favor of Kz's path, cute lil critters tend to emerge from nowhere in company of his.
In fact, Kz is not on a mindless voyage where random routes were plotted, but to the fact that he is a man with a vision. A vision to revolutionize the world through his art and ideologies.
Through the week, Kz received a message from his mentor from Mount Olympus through a high-speed lightning spear which descended from the heaven itself.
Within the spear itself tied a scroll in which appears to be Kz's next task.
As the scroll was unveiled, words evaporated into thin air as it floats 6 feet above air, holographic image of his mentor commanded a due date in which Kz comply.

This is what mortal scholars deem to call...an assignment.

Every assignment opens Kz's eyes a lil more, bringing a closer link to what he is about to achieve. However, in this chapter, his assignments were not to be discussed....
Rather left for the latter part of his journey.

Through the week, Kz had been very busy in accomplishing his task. A task worthy only for the demi gods or the greater beings. At the same time, he needs to continue his journey in pursuit of a right answer...
One faithful day, Kz stumble upon an run down temple in resemblance of the lost temple of Osiris. "Could this be the broken link?" Kz speaks to himself. Kz decides to investigate. Playing the role of an architect, Kz covers mass land in which the temple stood upon.
Within the temple, sections or rather chambers of ancient practices were seen. A tomb lies in the middle of the temple in which power were routed to the other temples in worship of the Egyptian Sun God. A tomb which resembles the pyramid of Giza.
However, unlike other historic tombs, the pyramid is very well ventilated and filled with swarms of zombies wandering around the premise.
Kz in fear, yet he knows he should not back off, as clearly it was a scene of evil soccery. While playing the role of the disciple of gods, he deems greater responsibility in unveiling the soccery in which was controlling such unnatural act.

He sneaks through the main entrance of the pyramid, chilling wind pierces through his veins...
Speachless, astonished...
Hidden by giant blocks of masonry, was a very much elaborated plaza with elevated levels similar of the Catal Huyuk. Only it was layers of it. Within the plaza were chambers in worship of the great gods of Fashion and the mediocores as well. It is all clear, that the zombies were in controlled by the ancient artifacts in which the Gods have left within this tainted land in tormenting restless souls for the past crimes in which they commited.
As Kz explores, famous fashion God terms were potraited upon the chamber's lintal, Gucci, Prada, Dior, Guess...
In patron were goblins taking the golden opportunity to exploit the mindless zombies into working their asses off for these lil artifacts. So it was not the Gods... rather the goblins...
Kz remains unharm as long as he pretends to be another zombie in aimless motion.

Out of nowhere, a soft soothing music capture the very attention of Kz...luring him to a chamber deep within the plaza. Kz holds his defences down as he knew mind affecting singings were only possible if it was sang by a Siren. As he ventures deeper, he began to see the source of all these soothing muzak... a creature in beautiful form, alluring to say the least... it was none other than a Siren...
Kz held lil time in casting a defensive shield...
our hero was held captive by a Siren slave, a slave for the goblins. A shame to the name of gods, Kz held lil resistance against such mind inflicting soccery. What lies within Kz's vision were just a painting of the calm sea with Sirens singing above bedrocks.
When Kz regains consciousness...
He is already out of the plaza and the temple were no where to be seen.

Within his hands were bags and bags of artifacts which deem to be useless for a disciple of god such as himself. Clearly, he was thoroughly exploited during his stay in total trance. He quickly searches for the golden arcanus branch which was given to him by his mentor. The golden arcanus branch holds several leaflets of golden arnacus leaves in aid of his tedious journey.
Kz broke into tears... what's left of his arcanus branch... is nothing more... than a prick. Leafless...
However Kz was grateful, as the goblins did not knew the combination code for his ATM card. And through this very experience... Kz learned nvr nvr to let your guard down when mindless zombies were in sight for innane shopping.

[Decipherered Version: Kz cant blog for a week cause of his heavy assignments. It was the new year so he had to buy clothes. Where? Sunway pyramid lor. Ended up spending over his budget now i deep shit cause PK jor. And he wonders whether he bought out of satisfactory wants or rather out of trend in following the sheeps.]

Chapter 1:-Acceptance

Very often we get lost in this giant maze of misconception, which is love itself.
Selflessness was practiced for that 1 special person...and more often than not...
we do lost our self in the process.
Even after a traumatizing breakup... we still tend to leave loopholes within the deepest sanctum of our memory enabling an alternative rewrite of a totally different ending.
In a complex process of database rebuild, without consent towards the operative system... our heart tends to construct its very own defensive shield against possible similar threats from reinventing itself.

The story begins with a twist out of ordinary scenes where boy meets girl... to a whole new approach...
An image of a dense jungle in moonlight were projected onto the screen...
Where Kz sits in isolation under a large oak tree pondering if he had made the right choice leaving that one girl he truely loves. Slides of memory slips through his mind as he tries to search for the best possible answer...
And that one moment appears, where Kz foresees girl laughing heartlity with a shadow figure with a voice clearly which is not his...
He clenched his jaw in anger... yet the raging blood gushing throughly his veins were tamed... by her radiant laughter... An event as magnificent as the hanging garden of babylon and even greater than the rebuild of Atlantis...
He then understands... that true happiness is never about owning...rather the mutual happiness one experiences as he/she witness joy from the person he/she loves... even from afar.
Kz actually wrote girl a letter...
wishing her the very best... and sincerely blessing eternal love for the two of them lovebirds.
Heart broken... what's left were debris... even with profuse bleeding... Kz smiles, knowing that girl does not need to suffer as he does...selflessness is not a program where u can off with a click of a button...
With spiritual guidance and moral support from friends... Kz slowly regains himself...as the doctors slowly amends his heart... we were able to see a progress... Kz manages to stand once more...
He knew that girl will always hold a significant place within the loopholes of his memory...
But one special day...as he tries to make a call towards girl asking of her wellbeing, he remained stone for minutes which seems like hours... trying to remember girl's cellphone number which was once imprinted in his heart. Surprisingly, even the deepest imprint were scratched away by the coarse sands of time... He then knew that girl no longer remains within variable memories... but writen in fix ones... where hatred were deleted and admiration remains. Where memories were preserved but feelings were erased...

Not fully healed... but Kz knows that his place does not remain here in this glass house where he can hide himself from threats... He packed his bag... opens the door... and ventured deeper into the dense jungle once more...

In pursuit...
In pursuit of what?
That is for him to find out...
and soon enough for the audiences to know...


This is a story about a boy... in teenhood... slowly advancing to manhood.
This is a story about a patient whom had experienced the miracle of time...where debris were amended and wounds were healed...
This is a new chapter...
A new start... for a boy... named Kz.