The Affirmation Ring

Prologue :

I took the envelope from the mail man, thanked him and closed the door as he walked away.

“Who was that ?” Asked Emily, my 18 years old sister.

She was looking at me from the top of the stairs. Even half standing in the obscurity she was simply gorgeous. Seeing her grow up had definitely put some incestuous ideas into my mind that I was trying my best to repress.

She was a small brunette with short hair, a cute face that could make any straight man melt and she had curves in all the right places.

What a shame she was my sister. I often tried to push these thoughts away by thinking that a 25 year old failure like me, still living with his parents, wouldn’t have a shot with a girl like her. And of course, there was the fact that I suspected her of being a lesbian. No hope there anyway.

“Hmm… I think it’s a letter from uncle Tim.” I explained, looking at the return address.

“What ?” She exclaimed. “But he’s dead.”

She ran down the stairs and grabbed the envelope from my hand. I simply stared at her for a few seconds as she started attempting to open it. I snapped out of it and took it back.

“Hey! Emily! My name is on it. Not yours.”

She gave me an exaggerated sad look.

“Don’t worry. If there’s anything I can share with you I will.” I said.

She smiled, gave me a kiss on the cheek and just ran upstairs.

“You can’t blame me for being curious about our dead uncle sending you stuff by mail.” She shouted, before closing the door of her room behind her.

No. I definitely couldn’t. This was strange indeed.

I walked back into my own bedroom and sat at my desk, in front of my old computer. Wondering about what this could all be about.

While I was opening the envelope I tried summoning memories of this man I had barely known.

There wasn’t much to know actually. He was the most normal man I had ever met. I could not recall anything out of the ordinary about him. He would sometimes spend time with the family, usually a few days per year. We would talk about very mundane stuff. I actually recalled him always bringing up obvious subjects and everyone getting a bit annoyed by it.

Once the envelope opened I removed its content. There was a ring in it and a letter.

I took the ring to have a closer look. I had seen it before. He once showed it to me while my mother was giving him a blowjob in the kitchen. I remember he smiled at me when I entered to get some milk and asked me if everything was ok. I said yes and while I was pouring my drink he raised his hand and told me this ring was his most precious possession.

Apparently he had decided I should have it after his ?

I put the ring on my finger and suddenly a rush of adrenaline overwhelmed me.

“Wait a minute!” I said out loud.

Something wasn’t right! Actually… Something was terribly wrong.

Why the hell did my mother blow him in the middle of the kitchen? More importantly, why on earth did I think it was normal for her to do that… in front of me?

Now that I was thinking about it, I could suddenly recall dozens of instances of him having sexual intercourses with my mother, or random girls, in front of me or even… in public.

I could remember him asking a waitress if he could fuck her in the middle of a greek restaurant when the family decided to go out for a meal. She simply said yes and everyone, including me, just watched him do it without finding it weird in any way.

This was insane. Was I going mad ?

I looked at the ring and thought about what he said.

“His most precious possession” I whispered.

I took the letter and opened it.

“My dear Lewis,

Unfortunately it seems my time has come. While there are a lot of things I can do, fighting is not one of them.

In this envelope you will find a ring. I have inherited it from a very good friend and it has changed my life for the better. Now I don’t see anyone more suited to get it than you, given your situation. I think you deserve a little rest after what you’ve been through. Life has not been so kind to you and this is my way of giving you a hand.

If you haven’t done it already, I would like you to indulge me and put the ring on one of your fingers. That will make anything that follows make a lot more sense. Trust me.

Done yet?

So… Wonder how in the hell I could fuck anyone, including your mother, in front of you without you batting an eye?

Yeah. I know. You must be freaking out right now.

Well… That ring is the key. I do not know how it is even possible, and I don’t think any of the previous users of the ring knew it, at least not the ones I heard about. It seems that this ring has some kind of magical properties. I call it the “Affirmative Ring”.

Over the years I have experimented a lot with it. I might not have found out everything about its powers, but what follows should give you a good idea on how to use it.

When wearing that ring, anything you say or ask will ALWAYS be met by the affirmative. This means two things :

People will always agree to do anything you ask or suggest.

This means that whatever you ask of them, or whatever you suggest, they will see it as a completely normal and obvious thing to do. In their mind, they will always seem to find an explanation as to why this is obvious and will never see it any other way, or they will find any explanation you give to them to make perfect sense.

Surprisingly, everyone else, even people who were not present when you spoke, will also find it obvious and will often explain it in similar ways. This means you don’t have to worry about anyone walking into what you are doing and freaking out, or even about cameras filming you.

You will always be right about what you don’t know.

This means that if you make an affirmation about anything you actually have no proof of, it will immediately turn out to be true. I can only speculate as to how it works, but it seems that the universe will rearrange itself to make it true and it will be like it has always been true.

Beware, you cannot use this to change what you actually know to be true. You cannot make the sky green instead of blue and you sadly cannot change much about yourself. This is why I could not fight my own . You won't be able to do anything impossible, like breaking the laws of physics. It seems that it is also limited by the state of the world around you. You cannot make things appear, you can only work with what is currently around you and only indirectly through people. Someone has to hear you speak. You can’t change inanimate objects. I would say that the ring has some kind of flexibility issues, so be careful when you try to push it at its limits.

Beware, while the easiest way to use this ability is to use affirmations, it will also work with any question you might ask. If it can be answered by yes or no, then the answer will always be the affirmative. This means that if you are not careful about it you might make some things true without realising it, and it can… sometimes… be quite unpleasant. You cannot ask people genuine questions while wearing the ring. If you need honest answers, remove it first or make sure that your question cannot be answered by yes or no. Don’t worry about questions like “Don’t you” or any negative term, as they will usually work in the intended way. It seems the ring acts based on your own intent.

The other tricky thing about it is that because you know the ring makes things true, once they are true you cannot go back, because you cannot change something you know is true. There are often ways to work around this limitation, but it’s better to avoid it altogether. You can definitely run into a lot of trouble if you are not careful about this. I certainly did.

You will find that because of the truth limitation of the ring it is easier to have fun with complete strangers than with people you are already familiar with, but if you are smart about it, it shouldn’t be a problem.

Anyone who wears that ring on one of their fingers will be able to notice the effects of the ring, including previous ones. If you remove it you will still remember the previous effects of the ring, but you won't be able to notice any future effect. Keep it safe when you are not wearing it. You wouldn’t want someone to wear it and start using it without having any idea of what they are doing or, worst, knowing it very well.

My last bit of advice would be not to go too crazy with it. If you change the world around you too much you might regret it, since you won't be able to modify any previous change.

That’s all. Take care of yourself and have fun.

Your Uncle Tim,”

I remained silent with my mouth agape for a few minutes.

This was absurd! How could something like this be real? And yet, I could not explain all the memories suddenly overwhelming me, of him doing absurd things in my presence without me worrying about it at all.

This couldn’t be true but yet...

There was only one thing to do. I had to test it.