Part I
Iggy Joutsen
© Iggy Joutsen, 2024
ISBN 978-5-0064-7321-8 (т. 1)
ISBN 978-5-0064-7322-5
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Iggy Joutsen
Love Me To Death
(fantasy)
I dedicate this piece of work to my dear friend Nick Trapp (Great Britain), who became my first reader, and two friends from Lithuania, Goda Juškėnienė and Janina Leskinien (Janina Lesnickiene), thanks to whom I have fallen in love with the country of action of the events of this work.
Contents
Part I Emilius
1. Special
2. Ema
3. Secret
4. New I
5. Mentor
6. History Lesson
7. Surprise
8. My Nature
9. Initiation
10. The Council and the Beginning
11. New Mystery
12. Unsolved Problem
13. Talking to myself
14. Not An Easy Replacement
15. Austeia
16. Spells
17. Summon
18. Fate
19. First Victim
20. Angel’s Death
21. One Step Closer to Reveal the Mystery
22. Unpleasant Confession
23. Kayus
24. Fatal Mistake
25. Rite
26. Dominikas
27. There is no Way back
28. Cruel Choice
29. In Search of the Truth
30. Lost in Memories of the Past
31. Third Seizure
32. Second Victim
33. Third Victim
34. Too Long and Difficult Day
35. Lessons from the Past
36. Farewell Speech
37. Deception
38. Old New Friend
39. There is no End to Evil
Part II Sophia
1. Special
2. Farewell
3. A Guest from the Past
4. The List
5. Who is the Traitor
6. Omens
7. In Search
8. Talking with The Book
9. Labyrinth of the Past
10. The First Attack and the First Suspicion
11. Not Easy Confession
12. Secret Society, or Conspiracy
13. A Serious Talk
14. Farewell, My Dear Friend
15. The First Suspicion
16. A Strange Dream
17. Anticouncil
18. New Acquaintance
19. Traveling back in Time
20. Three Men
21. Attacks
22. Mistake or Right Choice?
23. At Least One Secret Has Been Solved
24. The Unexpected Help
25. There is no End to Evil
1. Special
When they have been keeping saying all the time since your childhood that you are special, you unconsciously begin to believe it. Such remarks are especially characteristic of loving parents who tell their beloved offspring. Of course, one’s own child will always be unique. No wonder they say that love is blind.
As for me, everything was “even worse.” I was considered special even when I did not do anything outstanding. I had been praised, cherished and idolized since the moment I was born into this world. Day and night, I heard words of support and approval.
If something did not work out or went out of hand, they kept repeating to me: “You can do it, just give it a try. You’re smart and resourceful, and you’ll always find a way.”
I was so inspired by that kind of “super-support” of my parents, who really made me believe that everything was in control. Of course, later life taught “my Majesty” many instructive lessons. I realized that no one needed me in the world; that most people did not care about me and I was not special at all, but quite an ordinary person with own failings.
Who would have thought that many years later, when I had long ago come to terms with the essence of an ordinary person, an unexpected ability woke up in me.
I was devoured by curiosity, but they said “everything in good time.” Life went on as usual, but the secret would never be revealed to me. “Probably they lied to me. There is no “family secret at all”, I thought, until I completely forgot about it. The mystery unfolded by itself one rainy June evening.
As always, on Friday, my friends and I got together to play Mafia in one of the cafes of Kaunas. I really liked this game because of its fun and unpredictability. In it, as in life, you never know who is hiding behind the mask of indifference.
My friends were quite ordinary people, all with college degrees and decent jobs. It is nice to spend time with them and talk on a variety of subjects, but this is not about that, but about the game.
Everything was going smoothly, fun and at ease. We were laughing a lot, drinking alcohol and exchanging jokes, sometimes obscene ones. Suddenly, after another joke, I accidentally showed my card and did not even notice it, which resulted in my merciless “murder”.
Of course, I considered what happened to be an injustice and got terribly upset. I got so angry that, jumping up from the table, exclaimed “May the thunder strike someone on the head!”
I did not know why I shouted out this particular phrase, which had no meaning, but immediately after that, the thunder really struck and with such a noise, that glass flew out of windows all over the neighborhood, and the lights instantly went out. Frightened shouts were heard from everywhere and when, sometime later, the power was on, we got shocked by a scene before our very eyes.
In the corner at the entrance to the café, a man was lying with a smashed skull, from which a grayish liquid was flowing out, as if someone had hit him hard on the head with a heavy object.
2. Ema
A few days later, I was walking down the streets, immersed in thoughts, and did not notice anyone or anything around. Something told me: that incident in the café was not an accident nor a coincidence, as it might seem at first glance. It was all my fault, although it did not look like that at all.
Despite my unstable inner state, I felt fine physically. Some unknown force was spreading through the body like a burning stream. I felt it with every cell of my being. The effect of that force did not bring a relaxing effect, but, on the contrary, drove to an even more anxious feeling.
Mental throwing did not give me peace. I felt like a wild animal trapped in a cage and did not know what to do and how to accept a new “essence” in a new inner