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azu la

Abstract Drama

NOTHING CAN DESTROY YOU

NOTHING CAN DESTROY YOU

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Nothing Can Destroy You




At first, he thought it was his imagination, a comforting lie he told himself when the world seemed too hard. But as the years passed, the voice grew louder. In every scrape, every close call, the voice would return. And Lucas began to believe it.


One afternoon, when he was thirteen, Lucas found himself standing at the edge of a towering cliff. Below, the ocean raged, its waves crashing violently against the rocks. The other kids from the neighborhood dared him to jump. They knew he wouldn't. Lucas was quiet and reserved, always the cautious one, the thinker. But that day, something shifted.

*Nothing can destroy you,* the voice whispered.

Lucas looked out at the horizon, the wind tugging at his clothes. Without another word, he stepped off the edge.

For a moment, there was nothing but the rush of air, the pull of gravity, and the deep, primal fear that rose up inside him. But as he plummeted toward the sea, the voice spoke again, calm and certain: *You are invincible.*

His body hit the water with a force that should have broken bones, but instead, Lucas surfaced without a scratch. The kids above screamed, thinking he was lost to the ocean's fury, but Lucas swam effortlessly to the shore. He emerged, unscathed and untouched, as if nothing had happened at all.

From that day on, Lucas began to test the limits of his strange ability. He found himself in more dangerous situations—oncoming traffic, burning buildings, fistfights with people twice his size—but no matter what happened, he walked away unhurt. Each time, the voice inside him reminded him of what he was: indestructible.

As he grew older, Lucas became fearless. He took risks no one else would dare, knowing that nothing could harm him. The voice, once a faint whisper, was now a constant presence, guiding him through life. He started to believe that he was unstoppable, destined for something beyond ordinary life.

But one day, something changed.

Lucas was driving down a deserted road late at night when he saw a figure standing in the middle of the street. It was a woman, her face hidden beneath the hood of a dark cloak. He slammed on the brakes, but it was too late. The car should have hit her, but instead, it passed through her as if she were made of mist.

He stopped the car, heart racing, and looked back. The woman was still standing there, completely untouched. Lucas stepped out, his breath shallow.

"Who are you?" he asked, his voice shaking.

The woman raised her head, and her eyes gleamed with an unnatural light. "You think nothing can destroy you, don't you?" Her voice was like the echo of his own thoughts, eerie and familiar.

Lucas didn't answer, but the confidence he always carried wavered for the first time.

"Nothing in this world can hurt you," she continued, taking a step forward. "But the world is not all there is."

Suddenly, Lucas felt a coldness creeping up his spine. The woman's presence grew darker, more oppressive. He wanted to run, but his feet wouldn't move.

"The universe has rules," she said, her voice a low whisper. "And you, Lucas, have broken them."

"I don't understand," he stammered.

"You were never meant to survive what you've survived. You've defied fate too many times. Now it's time to pay the price."

As she spoke, Lucas felt an overwhelming pressure on his chest. His breath came in ragged gasps, and for the first time in years, he felt true pain. The woman's eyes bore into his, and the voice inside his head, the one that had always assured him he was indestructible, fell silent.

"You can't run from this," she said, her tone final. "Even the unbreakable can be broken when they defy the natural order."

With those words, Lucas collapsed to the ground, his vision fading. As darkness closed in around him, he realized that nothing—not even the voice—could save him from this.

For the first time in his life, Lucas was truly vulnerable. And as the world slipped away, he understood what the woman had meant: even those who believe they are invincible must face the truth that nothing can protect them forever.



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