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"The Last Proxy
“Islamic Epic of an Indonesian Young Boy...”Prolog The high sky, the forbidden tower at the top of the Mt.Semeru, East Java. Golden-roofed and silver-walled play as mainly colors of its. But, there were not only gold and silver, because a holy light sprayed from its when the sun shine. Blue as the surface, and the white clouds cover it, also hide the Mt.Semeru and the tower. There are never darkness come to break out the shine, the tower is the most sacred place of Mt.Semeru. But, it’s unaffected for one guy, who called himself ‘The White Proxy of Java’. Ninety-nine days, he climb Mt.Semeru by self.
There’s no partner, There’s no water, There’s no emotion...
Only climb, and give one smile to the the sky. His oval-face shine like the full moon, very quite but still serious. He also white-skinned, very contrast with his curly black hair. And the thin lip painted his face. Overall, he looks handsome with the white long flowing robe and the white scarf he woar.
Arrow of lights burst from his right hand, muffle another lights of Mt.Semeru. And from that hand, there is visible one archsword of javanese. A small one, thin but strong. And very fantastic, because it has a curve edge.
One Stride..., ... and the last stride.
He stopped, look for the silver-gold tower that hold in highly esteem, separated for hundred feets. Once again, he give one smile to the sky and say,
“God, the nine proxies has died, they were completed their duties, but not all. Now, I’m self..., but it’s no long anymore. My time has expired, my light is going to be destroyed... but the darkness will come in another time! And in that time..., I was no here, God. I can’t protect the world. I can’t give a mortality to the light. I can’t fight the shadow forever... Forgive me, God...”
Crystal of waters fall from his brown eyes, he crying.
“God..., could You safe this archsword on this tower...?” he continued, and one light behind the white cloud tell him, straight to his mind.
Like know one thing from the sky, the white proxy hold up his archsword to the sky, and it’s shining when forged by sunlight. Once again, he say,
“In the name of God, give the mortality to this sword until the endless day coming the world... When the darkness come before it, the great flare will burst from Mt.Semeru, and it will free this sword to ‘The Last Prophet’... And before the darkness come, this sword sealed by chain of volcano and no one can touch it...
“God, give this archsword one miracle of eternity!”
The storm, the earthquake, the flare come with the miracle. Chain of volcano flipped from the tower, its dark and burned down, bind the archsword and draw it to the top of the tower. Another chain of volcano flipped from the earth, seal the archsword with rainbow colors, and invisible wall who can reflected the thunder, and the storm can’t touch it. The earthquake become madly, throw the giant rocks and destroy it with another rocks. And the tower sink to the underground of Mt.Semeru. Finally, the flare cover the tower as liquid lava and red magma.
Now, the archsword and the tower are safe in the belly of Mt.Semeru. And the White Proxy rest in peace. His body become agrarical soil of Mt.Semeru and his soul become the protector of Mt.Semeru.
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