Condition Evolution 4 by Kevin Sinclair (parable of the sower read online .txt) 📗

“You will or you won't. All I can do is hope that despite your mistrust, you will permit our entry into your Mindscape. It is best for everyone if we can make some minor adjustments that will allow this development to go undiscovered a little longer.”

“Yeah sure,” I said, then paused before adding, “if you tell me why the fuck I’m speaking like this?”

“I believe I have made it clear that I cannot tell you.”

“Vakuna,” Ialos said pleadingly, “you must listen. We want to help you, I promise you.”

Honestly, I was still a bit annoyed at Ialos for kissing and hugging this other dude, but that was petty as they clearly had a close bond. With a growl of frustration, I conceded to their wishes. “Okay, just get on with it,” I said with an irritated wave of my hand. “Somebody better start telling me what the fuck is going on soon, though, because I’m starting to get mightily pissed off about this whole thing.”

“Thank you!” replied Jezai. “Just have a little more patience for me, please.”

“I don’t even know who the fuck you are! I’m only giving you the time of day because of Ialos, plus the fact I don’t trust that stuck up tit Fiekela at all.”

Jezai smirked at me. “I enjoyed your company before all of this, Vakuna, and I’m looking forward to it again when we have a resolution. Now, we need to move fast to repair your language issue so I may leave. I fear I have tarried here too long as it is.”

I sighed. “Get on with it then.”

My eyes caught Ialos’s. She nodded sadly at me. “It will be okay.” Then they both entered my Mindscape. I let out a big huff, before arriving alongside them a second later.

“If you would take a seat, Vakuna,” Ialos said with a gesture to the chair. “Try to focus on your language. The words you are using.” I sat as she’d asked without complaint, while they both stood over the screen that displayed my thoughts.

“Just so you know, I have no bloody clue how I’m supposed to focus on my language.”

“Just try thinking of words that you have recently begun using,” she replied.

I let loose a stream of fucking shits in my thoughts. I could see Ialos was smirking in her beautiful way. Then she flushed slightly. I went red myself as I saw the display switch to a glorified version of her. I squirmed uncomfortably, quickly looking away, trying to get my thoughts back under control. I reverted back to a stream of fucking, shit, bastards, and avoided looking over in their direction again. So I didn’t see what they did just before I blacked out momentarily.

I looked around to find Ialos was in my Mindscape for some reason. “Ialos, what is going on? Why are you in here? In fact, why am I in here?”

“Just look over your Interface, Vakuna. You were feeling unwell after coming across the glowing door with Kirel earlier. I brought you back home to get some rest. Please try to get some sleep,” she said softly, though she appeared to be unusually strained.

“Now that you mention it, I am feeling extremely fatigued,” I answered before leaving my Mindscape and Ialos to whatever she was doing. At this stage I’d become accustomed to her being in my head, correcting and healing things.

In the lounge after returning to my Normal-State, I gave the stationary Ialos a brief appraisal before climbing into my bed. I fell asleep quickly only to be plagued by images of the golden door, calling out to me, yet repelling me at the same time.

I woke the next morning to Ialos shaking me. “Vakuna, wake up!”

“What's going on?” I yawned and stretched out.

“Are you feeling okay? When you didn’t show up at the facility, I came as quickly as I could to check on you. You were mumbling and perspiring notably while you slept. Sorry to wake you so abruptly.”

“For that, I’m extremely grateful,” I answered. “I seemed to be stuck in an endless loop in my dream, staring at that door from yesterday. Too scared to enter, too scared to leave it alone.”

“The council and Kirel will be looking into it, but for now, that’s if you are up to it, we really should begin today's training. We have targets to hit, if you remember? Fiekela wants to push you to an overall score of 500 within the next two weeks. I have no doubt they’ll have devised a plan to increase your Wisdom too.”

“That would be of huge benefit,” I replied, quickly dressing as I spoke.

It wasn’t long before I was hooked back up into the X apparatus again. “This morning I am going to hit you with mental attacks. I want to focus on building that skill as much as we can.”

“Whatever you suggest, although it’s probably the most tedious part of training,” I said, trying to keep the complaint out of my tone.

“Yes, I know, but we must progress in every way, and I believe Mental Resistance will be of greatest benefit to you at the moment.”

“Of course, Ialos. Please correct me if I’m wrong, but I was sure that Fiekela had stated that levitation and telekinesis were his priority,” I said, feeling a bit grumpy at the turn of the events. Plus, I wanted to work on my Wisdom. I had a feeling that something wasn’t right and felt sure that low Wisdom was preventing me from connecting together the pieces of the puzzle that was my life.

“We can focus on that afterwards,” she replied. So, with a slight huff, I entered my Mindscape. Ialos spoke into my mind without entering. “I will begin to push now. Do your best.”

I placed my mental barriers, locking all the doors in my mind. I felt her arrive in the corridor and she began pushing against the Cognition Room door. I held it firm, and in response she increased the pressure, but I was