Wirapati
S1 E11 SOLUTION
The night had darkened the city of Jakarta, and the sky that was supposed to be bright full of stars, now felt like an approaching catastrophe. The Silent continued to destroy the city, and police determinedly stood guard to confront the threat.
"Capture them!", shouted a police commander who was dealing with dozens of members of The Silent.
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Meanwhile, in the hidden dark cells, the members of The Silent who have been caught are not without identity. They are illegal immigrants who have been smuggled into the city and brainwashed by the organization. There was no sign of human identity left in them. They are still controlled by The Whisperer.
Lestari, with determined eyes, sits ascetic from within the dark old building, where she will face The Whisperer, Evelyn. A deep mind battle began, even though the distance of their bodies was very far.
"Lestari, this is none of your business" whispered The Whisperer in a subtle voice, a sound that was like a gentle breeze crawling through the ears. "Collapse! Your mind will only get entangled in the dark." Evelyn was in the governor's building.
Lestari closed her eyes and pondered for a moment. In the darkness of his mind, he summoned the forces of nature around him, the wind blew fiercely and rain began to fall soaking the city.
"You won't be able to control me, Evelyn" Lestari said firmly, her blue eyes shining brightly. "The truth will always hold. I'm gonna free the whole town."
This battle of the mind is a battle in the mind, with a visualization of the ideas that make up its battlefield. Lestari and The Whisperer launch attacks and defenses against each other. The shadows of darkness try to cover the truth.
However, amidst a fierce mental battle, Lestari found a gap in The Whisperer's mind defense. He began to hack through the layers of his mind control.
"You have a dark past, Evelyn," Lestari said in a stern voice. "What have they done to you? Why did you choose darkness?"
It is clearly a picture of the past of Evelyn Morgan, a child who was pasung and ostracized by armed forces. He was exiled to a remote island for years due to his extremely dangerous mind control abilities. He eventually met Robert Mahesa, a governor who freed him from the bars and invited him to join his personal assistant.
"Evelyn, you can't control your powers. That's why they used you" Lestari said
The Whisperer, despite trying to hold back, began to be shaken. He looks doubtful, as if compelled to open the wounds of his deep past. Suddenly tears trickled down her fiery red eyes.
"No! I won't let you control my mind!" yelled The Whisperer with great difficulty. He tried hard to maintain mind control.
But the power of truth continues to grow. Lestari continued to dig deep, peeling away layer after layer of The Whisperer's mind.
Heavy rain fell from the cloud-covered sky, like tears from the sky reflecting the fight in Evelyn's heart.
Finally, The Whisperer fell. It sounded a feeble moan from the woman, as she recalled her dark past, the loss and suffering she had endured. The restoration of his heart was the price to be paid by the man who had committed many crimes on his behalf.
Lestari looked at The Whisperer with empathy. "You've been in the dark too long, Evelyn. I'll help you recover."
After Evelyn's fall, the members of The Silent lost control, unwittingly becoming dazed. Police immediately arrested them and asked for information.
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After defeating Evelyn, Lestari attempts to reveal The Clown's past.
A torrential downpour fell in a small, remote town. The deserted streets were flooded with rainwater, creating a reflective glow from street lights rarely seen in the city. Amidst this torrential rain, a young man, named Adam, stood by the roadside with a wet pack in his hand.
He was injured, his face covered in bruises and eyes reddened from crying. Wet and cold, she tries to live a life she never imagined.
Right in front of him, there was an old woman carrying an umbrella. The woman named Siti looked at him sympathetically. "Son, what happened to you?" asked the old woman in a soft voice.
Adam looked at the old woman with empty eyes. "I have no place to live anymore. They. They say I'm useless."
The old woman immediately recognized the confusion and fear in her son's words. He approached her and placed a hand on Adam's shoulder. "Son, don't worry. We'll face it together."
They walked home to a small house, where they lived as poor people. Even though they were poor, they loved each other. That's enough. Lady Siti thinks of Adam as her own son.
However, their happiness was both shattered one night. A number of people appeared in front of their houses, cruel and brutal faces. They were criminals who came to take their treasures.
The old woman hugged her son. "Calm down, we'll just give them what they want Adam."
They gave everything they had, but it wasn't enough. The men began to beat up the old woman, depriving them of what was on them. Adam tried to resist, but he was also persecuted.
And in the midst of that violence, something broke in Adam. He felt like this world had thrown him away, that there was no place for him here. When he fell to the wet ground from the rain and his own blood, he knew that his life had changed forever.
At that time, in this dark past story, The Clown was born. Adam no longer believed in the good in him. He feels that this world is an unfair circus, and he decides to be part of that mess.
Thus The Clown, a wounded man who had felt suffering, became part of The Silent. He chose to hide his true identity and covered it with a strange and frightening mask. He created a persona that was very different from his old self.
In his dark disguise, The Clown gains the power to cope with the pain and loss he once endured. He became a dangerous member of The Silent, adding violence and chaos to the cities he visited.
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Elsewhere in the burning city, Wirapati stood tall in the middle of a ruined road, with the sky filled with smoke and the sound of a thunderous explosion. He is the only hope for this city.
Wirapati faces a final showdown against The Clown, The Skillshifter, and Shadowblade. These three great powers gathered together to face him.
The Clown, with its evil laughter,"Haha haha haha! Wirapati surrender!", he threw the cards at Wirapati. But Wirapati quickly dodged. While Lestari gives a picture of the past of The Clown to Bima. The image was clearly visible like a video revolving within him.
"Bim, darkness will always submit to the truth" whispered Lestari from afar to Bima. Bima just smiled.
The Clown again threw a long cloth towards Wirapati, it turned into a chain of flames that lit up abruptly. At high speed Wirapati deflected it and hit back at The Clown towards the wall. The Clown bounced away to the point of crashing into the wall, he coughed and blood spewed out of his mouth.
"This is Adam" Wirapati said. "Once all your circus shows are over, it's time you're back to being Adam".
"Adam is dead!", cried The Clown. "Don't call that name again!".
"Adam, I've seen it all, your past. Remember he sacrificed his life to save you. Don't let the sacrifice go to waste" Wirapati said.
"You... You're...You are right" said Adam Iirih removing his mask, lying helpless. The rain continued to wash over the city streets.
"You weak clown!", cried Robert nearby, while throwing a punch at The Clown. But at full speed Wirapati blocked the blow and hit her stomach until she bounced against a wall.
"Why are you helping me?" asked Adam.
Wirapati got up from Robert's punch, "Because we have Adam in common, the difference is I'm more fortunate to have friends near me".
Wirapati got up running towards Robert and threw a sharp blow. The blow was restrained by Robert, who had only shifted his position by a few meters.
While Robert held back Wirapati's attack, Shadowblade with his speed thrust his sword towards Wirapati from behind towards his shoulder. "Receive this!", cried Shadowblade. Wirapati did not have time to dodge, but Adam with his strength and strength left blocked the sword's thrust. The sword hit his chest.
"Adam! No!", cried Wirapati shocked at his final decision. "Wirapati, please protect this city" the last words came out of Adam's mouth lying limp. His heart rate is no longer heard.
The dark atmosphere enveloped the city, the rain falling more and more while Wirapati cried in her heart to see the sacrifice of Adam who saved her. "Adam, your struggle is over, rest in peace", carrying Adam's body and putting it on the roadside.
"It's appropriate that he's like that" Shadowblade said. With full force Wirapati ran as fast as lightning, jumping towards Shadowblade and throwing a kick towards his face. Shadowblade was unable to dodge, just swinging the sword from the attack, the sword shattered into pieces. Shadowblade bounced away and was unconscious.
"Robert Mahesa! Surrender!", cried Wirapati before him.
"I'm not going to give up on Wirapati in the least, this power is amazing hahahaha, I don't think you have this much power" Robert said
This fight will continue....