Chapter 1 - prologue

45th day of the cater month, year 1565th of the western calendar /Guidance outpost


The things that I saw before dying was the cry of mothers over their dead sons body, fathers in despair over the dead of their families, children looking for and at their dead parent, thunderous sound of a fallen meteorite on my city, the cursed question to the creator were asked by the people. but I wondered (why will you curse your creator?)

(Do you know you are just lowly ants?)

(How dare you curse your creator?)

(He can do whatever and to whomever he wants?)

(You can't stop him, you can't?

That was my feelings at first, until I slide out of a tunnel

That feeling of confusion will make one forget oneself as if my mind were lost. But what was it? Where is the place that I had gone to

Before even thinking about it, I started to tremble all of a sudden


(Will I be killed like those people again?)


(Will I lose my life again if I define this creator?)


After a brief moment of delay, my mind began to comprehend the feeling of despair for the first time, it's like a coldness that could easily penetrate deep into the skin. Just like a needle piercing my skin

Suddenly, my body was assaulted by the paired feeling of acknowledgement and the encountering of the unfamiliar. At the same time, I begin to feel an extreme feeling of unable to breathe and I started struggling

My Lungs, blood, bones,brains, heart and every single cells in my body begin to screamed for oxygen, the pain was Intolerable. Unable to stay serene and think, I could only struggle in agony.

Soon later, I still Unable to control how I felt I was only able to twist my body from side to side, painfully. All the pain and suffering easily overcast my awareness Then, free from the existence that had not cried for a long time, my body started to cry automatically.

With my awareness gloomy and my sense messy, i opened my eyes to a red sky. A chaotic world...

(But why is the sky red and why are my eyes blurry?)

It was a twisted world seen through my blurry eyes, the color chaotic that i who had not been so emotional for many years in my old World feel so unease



Three years later – 25th day of beta month, year 1568 of the western calendar

I finally started to gain back my awareness and form, but still unable to maintain awareness for long periods of time, and also couldn’t recall information, I begin to feel only pure confusion.

(Why do I still lose awareness every time?)

(Why can't I speak yet?)

(Why can't I crawl yet?)

But what is more embarrassing is the sound of my cry, any time and every time I wanted to say something, next is when I poop on myself without me knowing, I cry so loud that my mind fades immediately

(Why?????)

Forget about me having an adult mind but, a baby would be crawling normally by now. Given a fair care and appropriate environment by rights.

But this baby couldn't do all of that. Therefore, am I disabled or am I slower than other kids in growing or whatever killed this “body” mother has something to me not growing in the appropriate way? Or did it carry some kind of bad conditions from the parent genes. Well, let wait for two more years to be certain.



Two more years later > 10th day of Luna month, year 1470 of the western calendar


Now, my senses and awareness that are all mixes in a confused mass started to relax, and this phenomenal threw the sense of uncertainty into the depth of my memories.

Subsequently, I had finally understood my situation, but sometimes I still felt the extreme urgency to understand my surrounding.

But it seemed I, if am not mistaken, is been raised in a plain surface of an outpost guided by extreme security, But suddenly after coming back to reality, found myself inside a thick, brick-built, western-style building with a nanny-like lady

If this was an orphan, it was understandable to deduce that I was brought here after this body mother died. That could also explain as to why I could hear plenty of children voices muttered in the background.

After a while, my awareness become sharper, and I could finally understand that, am inside a room with several children playing, and a lady wearing archaic attire. The children were all happy and playful. But if am not mistaken, the room has no electricity or appliances, which will clearly mean am in a different era in a different world.

When I was carried outside with other kids I could see that the world has some form of magic, but later I heard the lady told a kid not to use magic that magic can exclusively be used for war and killing. To be honest, I was shocked in what a chaotic world I am.

“Come, Kelvinnnn, ahhhhh—-”

(Hmm, who is calling me?)

My boy kelvin? Kelvinnnn?”

(Pipe down lady, I can hear you!)

This is an unaccountable situation. Large number of questions and doubts just keep piling up.

“Kelvin, be calm and open your mouth and don't throw the food away!"

(What?have I ever thrown food away?)

(Still I can't talk yet, what a slow body)

The current question is, (how the hell will my body just open its mouth and collect food from a stranger?)

Thus, I focus my vision to the spoon served in front of me

But even though I noticed the existence of the spoon, I just couldn't collect it. All I could feel was the next question of why this (Kelvin" person so hungry?)

However, the lady who was in front of me (who was looking at me with a smile) for me to open my mouth and Collect the food, but she is also at the end of her patience.

“Come on open your mouth, my boy kelvin" you haven't eaten today at all.

Thereafter, my body open its mouth without my permission, and she shoved the spoon in her hand into my mouth.

It was a spoon of meat stew with a bit of vegetables on top. But at the same time of this spoon, without a second thought, the tasty food dragged me back to reality.

(Wow….it's sooo fucking good)

I smiled.







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