This is the first of a series of short stories.

First Message

If you ever happen to see me you would probably think that I´m just an ordinary human. A cute, normal guy, tall and a bit chubby, maybe you´ll think that I´m a bit shy. But all that is only a facade. I´m much more then human. I´m an Emotionvore. I can almost here you saying “A what?” now. So let me try to explain. My normal every day name is James Tudor. This is the name of the body I was born in and also the name of my current personality. This body is 28 old. The soul is 28 years old. By that I mean the soul that was created when this body was born. On the other hand the soul is over 2000 years old too. That sounds very paradox, right? Some when during the life of this body something happened, something terrible I can´t remember. I only know that it resulted in the body starting to die. But then “The Other” came. The Other is a soul that can only have a body if it fuses with another soul that has one. The Other offered to save my body if I would let it fuse with my soul in return. Apparently I agreed. Or souls merged and created something new that is an mixture of both. The Other was an Emotionvore. That´s why I became one. I collect unwanted emotions from other people. Emotions are energy patterns in the soul. If I transform I have the ability to extract those emotions and turn them into a solid form that looks like a little orb about the size of a tennis ball. I store the orbs in a secret place. Without those emotions they do not want the people I help gain space for other emotions. A soul can only hold a limited amount of emotions at the same time. So why waste that space for stuff you don´t want? It seems this message orb can´t hold any more data. Who ever you are that found this orb…thank you for listening. I hope you try to find the next orb. END OF MESSAGE

Second Message

This message orb has two versions and senses that you found the first orb. Good. I´m very pleased about that. You must be wondering why I am leaving these orbs. Well I could tell you all this in person…but you would not be able to remember it. You would forget even meeting me after I leave. Cause this is the sad nature of the Emotionvores…no normal human will ever be able to remember them…..unless he receives message orbs like the one you´re holding right now. You might have guessed it already. There are more Emotionsvores…it´s not just me. Actually there is a whole race of us. We exist on many different worlds. But no one knows how many of use there really are. But let me explain more about emotions. If the “emotion store” in somebody´s soul is full and an additional emotion is created by the experiences of the person then normally another emotion just vanishes. But sometimes this doesn´t happen. Then the new emotion tries to enter the soul and the other emotions stored there become unstable…after a while those energy patterns start to bleed into each other and mix. This is where insanity and other mental diseases come from. I have to go now. I sense an Emotion Devil. He is very close to me. There is no more time left…but please: DO NOT TOUCH RED ORBS!! END OF MESSAGE

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  • Kosmin on Mar 25, 2011

    Nice! I love this story. Hope you continue it soon because I can’t wait to hear the rest.

  • Roe2115 on Apr 11, 2011

    Clever and well-written post.

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