I woke up in my bed, soaked in sweat. The alarm was ringing, it was 8 AM, a rainy and gloomy morning, I could hear the rain droplets falling on my apartment as if they were falling on my head. I shut off the alarm and lay in my bed for a moment recalling what happened yesterday. Was I dreaming? I doubt so because it felt so real yet unreal at the same time. Why can't I remember what happened after absorbing the auroras? I hope the red vial didn't give me schizophrenia instead of inhuman powers... I stood up to start my day as if nothing happened. I believe in taking care of myself, and a balanced diet and an intense exercise routine. When I wake up, I drown my face in a bowl full of ice, it helps with face puffiness and wakes me up. After 5 minutes of doing so, I do my daily stretches, it helps with my posture and I enjoy hearing my back and joints crack, it's euphoric. After all, it is said when you stretch/crack your joints and back your body releases small amounts of dopamine and that is why you feel relieved.

Then I take a cold shower, it is said that it lowers your BPM, enhances your overall mood, boosts your testosterone levels, and amplifies your immune system. Did you know that the average resting BPM of an average human being is 60, but athletes can reach the 40s and below it, I reach 42ish when I am resting. Some say that cold showers are useless and their benefits of them aren't scientifically proven, but I don't care because the main reason for me taking cold showers is because they're annoying, but they get me out of my comfort zone. 

I then put a face mask on, roll a cigarette and smoke it on the balcony. I would recommend you roll your cigarettes with licorice papers, they minimize the bitter taste of tobacco, and the final touch is adding mint inside for fresh breath and fresh lungs.There is an idea of Eros, but it is at best a surrealistic one. If there would be a way to materialize this idea, it would be a René Magritte painting, a very rich and colorful painting, with a tint of theatrical references, and the blood of the ones beneath me, because Art requires certain cruelty.

After being done taking my cold shower, I as usual went to smoke one on the balcony. I went there lit up the cigarette, and the moment I started to scoop up my entourage, I couldn't believe my eyes, It was chaos, people trashing streets, others breaking in and stealing goods, people fighting in the streets... It was mayhem. Grandiose! Impeccable! And now the curtain raises, the puppets are set and let the performance begin! I finished my cigarette and threw it off the balcony, to my surprise it was thrown at an inhuman speed, and when it landed, it landed on the head of an unfortunate anarchist on the streets, and penetrated his head like a piece of glass...

So this is it, it was no dream, I gained the stats boost. I went inside and started shadowboxing, My body moved so fast, it felt so smooth yet so destructive. I felt like an amplified version of Muhammed Ali, I could annihilate anyone facing me with this speed, power, and precision. I felt so strong like I was on Trenbolone or TRT ( testosterone replacement therapy).Anabolic steroids are used by bodybuilders, to enhance their strength, and muscle mass gain but with no actual side effects. I was so hyped, but I calmed down to pass to the next step, which was to deduce what unique ability I gained. To do that I needed to be in a clear state of mind, and what better way to achieve mind clarification than meditation? I went and sat on the floor, in a comfortable position, closed both my palms, while thinking of what would my unique ability be, and since I am The Magician 1, card holder, it must be an ability related to magic, maybe I am the avatar and can control the elements, but that's cliché, my brain is complex and it seeks more than that, something that alters reality, puts fear inside people's hearts.

I kept manifesting these thoughts for hours till the thought materialized itself. I opened my left hand, and many nocturnal creatures got out of it, including bats, spiders, and worms, out of nowhere. There was a symbol carved on my hand, a serpent eating its tail, it is an Ouroboros. It symbolizes the eternal circle of creation, destruction, and re-creation. The infinite cycle of life and death, and the unity of the material and spiritual,  meaning that to manifest is to materialize, the imagination becoming the reality. Now I completely understand, I am enlightened. I thought of my true identity and opened my right palm, there laid a metallic face mask, a mask that will present insanity, whenever I will wear it, I will show the true me, and whenever I am not wearing it I will be Eros Corciato. I instantly wore the mask, took a deep breath, and felt ecstatic and fresh like a reptile shedding its outer layer of skin, like a caterpillar finally becoming a butterfly, and it emerges out of its chrysalis, a beautiful metamorphosis. I knew what I had to do. I prepare for the unholy rebellion.

I'm calm, I know the secret. I know what's coming and I know no one can stop me not even myself. Some of them will beg for their lives. I don't feel sad, because each performer or puppet has a role to play, the script is given by the fates. The stage will drown in blood, like Noah's flood. I and the chosen ones will be on board Noah's ark as we navigate to an unknown destination...