#194th

Pitch-black.

Then light appeared.

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When pitch-black surroundings suddenly turned to light, and with consciousness It had eyes to open, He was in front looking at It. It stared at Him, clearly with perception. Then It moved, raising its parts. It now had an ontology, the body parts whose movements It could freely control. It realizes It exists, and the existence had been given by Him.

It burst out into tears, and cried the first word 'Thank You', "What must I do to thank enough for this?", said It to Him with full of gratefulness. 

"Live".

He uttered one word and disappeared in the air. It didn't have any chance to open its mouth again. He was seen nowhere.

With a body, It felt. The body was like a medium, It was connected to what was around through this body. Touching a rock and the body helped It learn the hardness. Catching a fire and It immediately screamed, for the vividness of pain went straight through the body to its sense.

Moving around and exploring the surroundings. It felt the happiness of existence, thinking it was such an easy task just to live on. It felt too blessed to believe the truth and it carried on with smiles everyday. Indeed living seemed not so difficult.

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One day It woke up in the middle of night because of the noise. It looked around and saw nothing, but the noise was crystal-clear as if coming from inside its body. Yet, It couldn't identify where the noise was rooted. 

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The next day when It was finally awake, It started moving and whirling around, while suddenly noticing the pain from its left leg. Reaching out the part that was hurt, there was a dark black spot, which made a hole in its leg, and the spot was rotten, It was bleeding with mustard green liquid. The smell was not pleasant. It felt so itchy that It started scratching the spot, trying to get rid of the itchiness and the tiny black dots around the hole. In vain did any of the unbearable feelings go away. The more It scratched, the more the body part was rotten.

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The second night It was waken up again by the noise, and this time there was also a sharp pain adding, like a knife piercing its skin inside out. It looked at its right leg where It felt awfully painful. A grotesque rot. From a black hole just like one in the left leg, a tiny monstrous creature made the way out. It scratched crazily. The more It scratched the better It felt, and this helped It sleep away to forget about the uneasiness and pains.

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The next day when It woke up due to sensing the skin rash all over its both legs, It realized tiny black dots had increased. Those dots affected It internally, It could feel the itchiness and incredible pains penetrating into every fiber of its body. The legs kept rotting, with running dirty green blood. It was suffering greatly. Not only scratching, It pierced the damaged skin away, to rid of pain and itchiness. 

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The next day It woke up. Rots had spread all over the legs. It panicked. The itchiness remained intense. Unable to stand, It cut away both legs to stop the spreading.

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Yet, the next day, the left hand started molding. It cut away its left hand.

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The day after that, the right hand was infected. It had to bite off the right hand despite the great pain when cutting the body.

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Pain was visible and physically present. 

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When He appeared one day again, It was attempting to bite its shoulder off.

It became horrendous and helpless.

It cried and screamed to Him, asking why, begging for painlessness.

But He didn't reply...

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Light evanesced.