The dark alley isn’t quiet, it is bustling with energies and activities. In between of it all, lay a lifeless body by the name of Jamane. Lifeless not because he’s dead, but because he has no purpose. How long have he live such a life? Even he cannot remember. All knowledge known are that he once had a family: parents, siblings, a wife, and a beautiful daughter and feisty son. Yet, here he is, alone and no purpose in life. The details will never be heard, for Jamane have no obligation to tell it so. But one thing for sure, when one has lost his purpose, there’s only one place for that person: not in life that is.
Should he leave, there will be no one missing him. Not in this busy place of the world. He’ll just be another body gone without a second of acknowledgment.
Yet, someone’s watching him. No angel guardian here, he lost that long ago. This person isn’t a caring being either, Jamane’s been watched only, not helped. This being walked pass Jamane’s lifeless body everyday, there is no love there. Yet, this being watches Jamane still, from the window of a bustling and bright bar, a bar intended to only serve magic and delights.
Jamane, though purposeless, still have options, which are few. Get up and he still have enough energy to start a new life. A new family. But he chose to stay down, because he wishes for no more family, if he’s to only lose them again. And if staying down he has chosen, then he will fly. He will soar, but not in reality, only in a dream. This dream will carry him, and he will not be miss.
Then the being finally took that step to shadow over the empty body of Jamane. “What is your name?”
Jamane’s empty body doesn’t answer.
“Doesn’t matter anymore,” the being reaches a hand out to Jamane. “For now on, you work for me. Your name shall be Juicy. Life isn’t dry, my boy.”
At the mention of his name, his head look up at the shadow, a women of age, but still strikingly beautiful, her hand reached out, her fragile yet frighteningly powerful hand waiting to be grasp and held on to.
Jamane, no Juicy, has finally reach rebirth. Rebirth to a magical place that will miss him if he should ever have to make a decision like the one he did.
Now the alley is bright and bustling with energy, all are what Juicy created just by the movement of his body. With a wave of hand, he can commend hundreds of people to fall for him. No more family, Magic Delight's all there’s needed.