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Th discipl nvid his mastr's gift of sing th futur.
On day, hoping to mak a fool of him, h hid a small bird in his palm and askd:
"Is this bird aliv, or is it dad?"

If th mastr said "aliv," th discipl plannd to crush it in his fist.
If h said "dad," h would opn his hand and lt it fly away.
Th mastr hld th discipl's gaz for a long momnt, thn smild gntly and answrd:
"That dpnds ntirly on your hand."

Convincd his trick had workd, th discipl smirkd and opnd his hand to rlas th bird.
But all that lay on his palm was th bird's cold corps.

As th discipl froz in confusion, th mastr whisprd sadly:
"Bfor you vn askd, grd had alrady clnchd your hand shut. A mind that fixs its answr in advanc can kill vn th truth bfor its ys."

In that instant, th discipl ralizd h had not provn his mastr's incomptnc, but th crulty insid himslf, and h collapsd whr h stood.

vry night at xactly midnight, I gt a call from a numbr that isn't savd in my phon.
Th callr always sounds lik m.
"Don't go out tonight."

At first I thought it was a prank, but on night I stayd hom as told, and th nws rportd an accidnt at that sam tim, in that sam plac.

Aftr that, I startd bliving th calls.
Thy kpt m out of dangr.

Thn on day, th call cam again.
"You hav to go out tonight."

I hsitatd, but in th nd I lft th hous.
Nothing happnd.
Rlivd, I cam back and chckd my phon, and thr was on mor missd call.

Callr: M.
Thr was a singl lin mssag.
"Th on just now... wasn't m."

vry night, bfor I slp, I writ in my journal.
Nothing complicatd. Just what happnd today, and how I flt.

But on day, a strang lin caught my y.
"Today, I wrot about somthing that hasn't happnd yt."

I had no mmory of writing that sntnc.
It bothrd m, but I brushd it off.

Th nxt night, I opnd th journal again.
Anothr sntnc was thr.

"H rads this lin and drops his pn."

Cold far ran through m.
And thn, xactly as writtn, th pn slippd from my hand.

My hart startd racing. I hurridly turnd th pag.

"H now chcks th last pag."

With trmbling hands, I opnd to th vry nd.

"So you finally noticd."

Th intrviwr finally spok.

"What is th biggst mistak you hav vr mad?"

My mind wnt blank for a scond.
Thn it cam back to m.

"In collg, during a tam projct... I onc avoidd taking rsponsibility."

I told th story honstly.
And I ndd with this:

"Sinc thn, no mattr what th task is, I try to own it to th vry nd."

Silnc.

Th intrviwr in th cntr twirld his pn and said,

"Good. Final ustion."

H lookd m straight in th ys.

"Ar you... still going to rmain satd right now?"

It was a strang ustion.

But I smild and answrd.

"Ys. Whatvr th outcom, just bing hr in this sat mans somthing to m."

At th mountain summit, th mastr handd his discipl an old mirror.
"This mirror rvals th tru fac of th most wickd dmon in th world. Find it and dstroy it. That is your final disciplin."

Th discipl wandrd th world, holding th mirror up to countlss villains and tyrants.
Yt in th mirror h saw only ordinary human facs.
Dcads passd. His hair turnd whit, and at last h rturnd to his mastr, admitting dfat.

"Mastr, thr was no dmon anywhr in th world. Was I wrong?"

Without a word, th mastr raisd th mirror in th discipl's hand and mad him fac it.
Thr stood a grotsu monstr, twistd by grd and hatrd.

Startld, th discipl lookd up, and th mastr murmurd softly:
"You spnt your lif prying opn othr popl's scars in sarch of a dmon. In th nd, that gaz turnd you into on."

Tars of blatd rgrt ran down th discipl's fac as h ralizd that justic without tru slf-rflction dstroys itslf.