In The Denver household, there lived a mysterious child named David Stefan Denver-Smith. He remained mute, leaving everyone perplexed about the reason behind his silence. At the age of 12, he confided in his mother, but after that, he never uttered a word again. David's decision to remain silent was driven by the fear of potentially harming his brothers, particularly after a traumatic experience they had in their younger years. Additionally, he had witnessed the deaths of everyone in his family when his supposed father reset the world. Despite this, David retained the memories of his past life, unlike others who were completely erased.
This individual possessed the ability, known as "god speak," to manifest his words into reality. He had the peculiar power to perceive people's thoughts and inner desires. His heart longed to use these abilities to better the lives of his brothers, whom he cherished deeply, as well as their mother. In moments of sadness, he sought solace on the roof of his family home. There, he would silently observe the ever-changing tapestry of life unfolding before him.
In the heart of the city, beneath the watchful gaze of the moon, this gifted individual, known as "the word weaver," continued his quiet vigil. His keen perception, a blend of intuition and empathy, allowed him to delve into the depths of human minds, revealing their unspoken thoughts and secret yearnings. With a heart brimming with compassion, he yearned to weave a tapestry of hope and transformation, a tapestry that would uplift and empower his brothers and mother. In the solitude of the moonlit rooftop, he sought solace, drawing upon the wisdom of the cosmos to guide his words and actions. From this vantage point, he observed the ever-evolving landscape of life, patiently waiting for the right moment to unleash his extraordinary gift upon the world.
Part 2: Sam corp vs a god
Years later, the Denver home faced a grave threat. Sam Corp plotted to eliminate the entire Denver household. The matriarch of the family was injured, weakening the protective enchantment that safeguarded their residence. As a result, chaos ensued throughout the household. Sam bots who were acting like Sam along with his recruited men fired shots into the house, causing extensive damage. Debris from the house flew in all directions as a result of the gunfire.
As David attempted to descend the stairs, they unexpectedly collapsed beneath him. The sudden fall left him injured and sprawled in the middle of the floor. Overwhelmed with fear, he sat there trembling in silence, haunted by the thought of his family's potential demise. The air was filled with the sound of screams and the frantic scurrying of panicked individuals.
As the world gradually transformed from a blur to focus, David could finally make out the voice that had been calling his name. It was his brother, Charlie.
"You're injured, let me help you," Charlie said, holding out bandages.
David tried to shake his head in refusal, but Charlie insisted. "David, your head is bleeding. You need medical attention," he said, trying to wrap the bandages around his brother's head.
David almost said no again, but he stopped himself. He knew how things would turn out if he did.
In a rush, Charlie said, "I'll be right back. I need to get Mom." He dashed off, only to return shortly after with their mother in tow. "Stay with Mom," Charlie instructed, "I'm going to go and help the others."
Devin, trying to be understanding, said, "I know you don't want to speak because you're worried about hurting someone, but I need you to restore the protective barrier." David shook his head no. "look of all my children. I love you,Charlie and Michael the most.I know it is wrong to have favorite kids but with 13 boys and 13 girls who are not yours but still call you mom it is hard" Devin said touching the side of David's face.
In a solemn conversation, Charlie addressed David, acknowledging his ability to speak and denying the perception of muteness. His brother Michael urged David to communicate with them, but David remained reluctant, shaking his head in negation. In the depths of his thoughts, David harbored the fear of hurting his siblings, a risk he could not bear. Devin, with a heavy heart, offered an alternative perspective, suggesting that David's silence stemmed not from a lack of desire to communicate, but rather from a protective instinct to safeguard his loved ones from harm.
As Devin's words echoed through the room, a profound realization washed over David. His silence was not merely a symptom of muteness but a manifestation of his love and concern for his family. Overwhelmed with emotion, tears welled up in his eyes as he finally understood the underlying reason behind his inability to speak. The weight of his fear lifted, replaced by a sense of compassion and understanding. Embracing his siblings tightly, David broke the silence, whispering words of love and reassurance. A wave of relief washed over the room, as the bonds that united them grew stronger than ever before.
He then asked Charlie the family doctor to bandage his head; he could not stand it any longer. Charlie in compliance wrapped his head quickly. He stood up in the midst of the bullets flying everywhere. "Be careful David" Devin said.Charlie pulled both his mother and brother Michael down to the ground. "I think he has got this," Charlie said.
"Stay back," David said to his family. He walked to where the doorway once stood. "You shall not harm this home or anyone in it. This is our safe haven. A place to heal. Anyone doing who has intent to harm may not enter" David said. He turned around looking at the completely destroyed house. "Fix and nothing will knock this house down again" David said.
The house went back to the way it was. David passed out due to his injury. Charlie ran to his side immediately. He called his name over and over again. There was no response. "Do not worry Charlie, my love he is only unconscious" Devin said. In the middle of the house was now a mark in the floor with strange markings.
After David passed out due to his injury, Charlie rushed to his side, calling his name repeatedly but receiving no response. In the midst of their worry, Devin's calming voice assured Charlie that David was simply unconscious. In the center of the house, a peculiar mark with strange symbols had appeared on the floor, leaving an eerie atmosphere.
Puzzled by the sudden appearance of the strange mark, Michael inquired, "What is that?" The group huddled around the peculiar symbol, each pondering its potential significance. Devin, who possessed a keen interest in ancient artifacts, bent down to examine the mark closely. As he traced his fingers over the intricate symbols, a sense of recognition washed over him.
"This is a protection symbol," Devin exclaimed, excitement radiating in his voice. His words drew murmurs of intrigue from the group as they realized the significance of their discovery. The protection symbol, often found in ancient cultures, was believed to ward off evil spirits and bring good fortune. A palpable sense of awe filled the air as they contemplated the mystical powers associated with the mark. The finding of the protection symbol sparked a renewed sense of wonder and curiosity within each of them, leaving an indelible mark on their collective memory.
"Michael, with an enormous smile, declared, "I always knew David loved us." Devin's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Wait, what do you mean?" he inquired. In his mind, Devin pondered if David had truly left that symbol to ensure his family's safety.
Following the disaster, David remained silent and distant, maintaining his solitary vigil on the roof. The world outside appeared grim and uninviting, causing David to focus solely on ensuring the safety of his family. The symbol he left served as a protective barrier, preventing anyone with malicious intent, including their father, from entering their home.In a hushed tone, David whispered his affection, "I love you all," to the wind, unaware that Charlie stood in the doorway leading to the rooftop.