A UNITY THAT CANNOT BE UNITED

THE RESPECT EARNS POWER...

What if the world was filled with people of special powers, like in the days of the gods and hero?

That's a very disturbing question, right?

The world is a field of charity for every human being who wants to do good. And it is also an opportunity for other human beings to commit crimes and ugliness. There are many stories that are scattered to tell the struggle of humans to lift the truth and also the stories of evil people who ride crime.

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Gorontalo, December 2004.

Some days the streets are silent because the terror of the riot haunts the city that night. Riots caused by the violence of law enforcement against the community form an iceberg of community disgust to the legal control itself.

The incident was triggered by government officials who carried out violence on the student side, causing resistance to flare up for two days, the peak of which was a large-scale raid on the campus of Gorontalo State University.

Four men sit quietly on top of their vehicle that tracks the streets at the main intersection in front of the UNG campus. They wear special clothes.

The first man, dressed in tactical clothes, wielded a large bowgun weapon with long arrows. A white turban blocks part of his nose and mouth. The vehicle is a large motorcycle type Vixion output Yamaha white color. On the front spatboard is written the phrase VICTORY.

The second person was wearing a full-length racer outfit with body armor. He was wearing a racing helmet that covered his entire face. In his right hand was a large machete. He rode a big motorbike type Kawasaki KLX trail brownish red. On the front Spatboard written the phrase FURY.

The third man was wearing a mechanic's clothes. He wore a pet hat and a respirator mask to cover his head and face. In his hand was clutched by a chain whose ends were fitted with small gears. He rode a Honda CRF dirt bike in deep black. The front spatboard says FAMINOUS

The fourth man was wearing a hooded outfit. His face was covered in a ninja mask with a skull. Both of his hands were holding a large scythe. He drives a pale green Cubby. On the front spatboard is written the sentence PALLITHOS and on the back spatboard is depicted the head of a demon.

"Well remember, what does the customer want?" bring up the man in red.

"Do you think we're stupid enough to have to be reminded again?" reply men dressed in white. "Although you're the head of the Apocalyps, that doesn't mean you can dictate to us as you please, Pyro!"

"I'm just reminding you of our mission, Divine" Pyro replied to the bowgun-armed man. "We should be able to create an issue with this movement that A.R. Koniyo has the ambition of occupying the number one seat in the city government."

"I don't care about any of that. Anyone who sins will get his reward." said the man armed with a sickle.

"What Calvatorch said is true. We're just helping the destiny's task do this." the dark blue mechanic's chimpanzee supports the scythe-armed man's opinion.

"Okay. From here we'll split up. Divine will be traversing the north. Find a target named Sudirman." Pyro said staring at the man in white.

"I'm moving now." greeted Vick, who immediately started the engine of his vehicle while holding the bowgun on his shoulders, he pulled the gas and Victory left the herd.

"Orchido and I are going to go through this campus, and you, Calvatorch?" pyro.

Calvatorch just grunts and darts riding on Pallithos, leaving his flock behind. The man armed with the sickle will spread death in the place he determines.

The fourth step of the rider of destiny will spread conquest, anger, terror and death in the region

...*******...

The man opened his eyes. Memories of decades ago were flashed back in his eyes. It had been a long time since he had escaped the curse of the Apocalyps. Since the Pengsen'k group entered into an alliance with a person named The Foundman, they have since become the hands of the extension of power that envelops the region.

Neutrality in their lunge instantly turned into invisible hands belonging to The Foundman who had the power to rule the city behind the scenes. The courtiers of the land were actually just pawns standing on the chessboard. When The Foundman was tired of them, then he would send Apocalyps to fulfill the sacred task of spreading destiny.

Together with Pyro, Divine conducts high-level intelligence actions, involving criminals and security vandals to create fear. Orchido controlled the speculators who then raised the prices of basic goods to cause gaps and the task of Calvatorch is to execute the brokers who did not comply with the wishes of The Foundman.

However, the Foundman rules them. He is not a God who has power over everything. Creatures cannot rule over other creatures as powerful as they can. And it was proven.

Pyro makes a dramatic scene by blowing up the Foundman building, giving the impression that the four Apocalyps died together with The Foundman and the Organization will be excited because the barriers will not be able to block them to create a new agenda again to master Gorontalo.

...******...

The man sighed softly. Scrolls tasbih dijeminya keep moving every he chanted dhikr. That's the past. Must be eliminated until it is left unresponsive. The man then took off the rosary and rose to the closet. He pulled out the clothes hanging like a curtain. On the wall of the closet, there was a big scythe of pride. The weapon had accompanied him to this day even though he was no longer active as an Apocalypse.

Apocalyps is no longer there... Pengsenk is also gone. All those are just memories that become i'tibar.

All are illusions of life. The pride pursued is actually just a life trap that leads personally to the abyss of hell. The only way to break the curse is to escape and move away from the past.

The man reached out his hand and his fingers rubbed the still sharp looking sickle blade. The man smiled.

Osiris... Thank you for keeping me company... You will stay with me right? even though I am no longer an Apocalypse, we will continue to be together, right?

The vibration of the dial tone of the device jerked the man from his daydream. He looked in his pocket and pulled out the device. For a moment his smile was drawn.

📲 "Assalamualaikum... My beautiful Umi." greet the man.

📲 "Wa alaikum salam, Abi gantengku." Azizah replied with a smile expanded. "What the hell is that?" ask the woman.

📲 "Have Maghrib prayed yet?" ask the man suddenly.

📲 "Yes already laaah... if Abi, already, right?" azizah said inquiring back and only responded to a laugh by the man.

📲 "How is my daughter?" asked the man to step out of the room and cross the room towards the veranda.

📲 "Ichi is fine." replied Azizah. "I'm just worried that the boy is starting to get carried away by the social climate. I'm worried, Bi." continued in an anxious tone.

📲 "Consider, don't get too serious like that." said the husband. "Cases like Ichi, are commonplace in this world, and that's natural according to current custom. Umi know? even in this time, the children of Kindergarten are dating, it is also common."

There was a sound of coughing there. The husband guessed, Azizah must have choked on hearing this.

📲 "We only do preventive things such as closely watching the use of devices. That'sthat's all. The rest, we have to believe in our own daughter." said the husband.

📲 "This pig, his daughter has dared to know men, Abi instead just relax." Azizah scolded.

📲 "Then want Umi, I have to limit it to such a way?! that's where the danger is. Ichi will instead seek knowledge about outdoor love and Umi already knows that the love lesson out there is even more wild and scary!" the man warned. "That's it. I personally am only prejudiced by my daughter. God willing he won't do things that can embarrass us."

📲 "Hopefully so." Azizah said.

📲 "Okey, Abi postpone this conversation first. Abi still has work to do." said the husband.

📲 "What the hell is being done?" tugut Azizah's.

📲 "There are webinars that Abi must follow through the YouTube app. It had to do with Abi's competence as a teacher." replied the man.

Azizah understood and immediately ended the cellular conversation. The man sighed for a moment then looked at the darkening sky. That night there were no clouds. Instead, a sprinkling of stars like a night jewel spread across the air.

The legend has passed.The myth about the Apocalyps is already buried... Except .... God wants another... []