–How do you live in a story in which you know what will happen pretending that you do not know anything about what will happen?–Sitting in front of the big screen of his computer, the young man watched as the lines of his last story began to gradually become different from what he remembered.

"Am I seeing well?" the young man doubted a little about what his eyes saw but it was only a few seconds.

– no matter I'm late to my classes, I'll just upload it  in a pdf – the file was uploaded online to his phone, where  he planned to review it  later.

Without any kind of distracting force majeure the young man went out of his apartment, he lived alone in that place, about a time since he had left his old home.

His feet did not stop, he walked quickly to the stairs to go down when he saw it, a great explosion covering the sky, his first reaction was to freeze before that event.

The big mushroom covered the sky with its big nuve of distinctive color, everything seemed unreal and mere dream, even the young man hit his megilas several times, when the silence was broken by the sound of a big explosion.

–now– after the sound a shock wave was  the last thing  his eyes saw when everything became dark, he was filled in the dark where he could not feel any of his limbs.

"What's wrong?" that question arose in his mind as darkness continued to fill the surroundings, as well as silence.

The seconds passed as well as the minutes and hours, the sky covered with ash and dark clouds the buildings reduced in ruins the completely deztrosed surroundings.

But inside a dark place that young man was standing in front of a chained person.

"Who are you?" What happened? – fear and terror ran through his whole being, cold sweat gushed down his back and face, while his hands trembled with fear, but the chained person only spoke to him.

– he survives, this time he survives – his words seemed so distant and full of regret that they could even be interpreted as a plea full of sadness.

"Why this time?" Who are you? What's the matter?! – the screams filled the silent place, his feet moved to reach the person but every time he stepped forward the room moved away almost as if he were going backwards, the darkness gradually dissipated into a strange light that approached almost about to hit the young man, who at the  last  moment jumped to feel how his body was hit by something.

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Just to open his eyes and see the dark sky and ashes rolling from the sky.

"What is this?" before his eyes it was difficult for him to maintain the composition between what he saw before his eyes.

Slightly he stood up so that his eyes would find the city in which he had relapsed his last ten years, a city with which he did not have much emotional attachment but through his mind crossed a group of people for which tears came from his face.

The image of a woman with a wrinkled and tired face passed through her mind, her sincere smile, her calloused hands making affection in those of the young man, on the other hand a man standing a few steps from them, with his hair full of gray hair, his serious face with a furtive smile while the heavy eyes closed.

Both marked completely by the passage of time and age, they looked at him with pride as they faded into the air, this caused tears to come out of his eyes, tears that completely covered his face, soon his knees hit the ground and his hands hit hard this same one demonstrating the anger inside him.

The scream filled the air, the sobs filled the silent place, while hitting the ground at every moment.

He understood it very well, after all he had to be very realistic for this, in the face of this great destruction that  he stayed alive was a miracle in itself, but his aging and tired parents may not have suffered the same fate.

The lament continued, sadness filled his whole being, but his attention was attracted by the cell phone at that moment that he made a clear sound, a sound he was used to hearing at all times, the sound of the annoying bell that meant more work, but this moment that sound only managed to raise a layer of cold air around the shattered young man.

Taking the phone out of his pocket, the young man expected to see this broken or at least in deplorable conditions, but to his surprise it was still working properly and had no reason.

That sound came from a notification that was displayed on the screen of his device, this notification was a message from an unknown sender, but the content was something that in normal situations one would think is a ridiculous joke, but in this situation he could only think of it as something dark.

[Sender: Unknown]

[Hello Mr. Cian, I am a big fan of his novels, as well as "the lost story" or "one with the power", but today I am excited by his last unpublished story, which concidero a masterpiece , even so I decided to give him some changes to create a special touch and adapt it in a much more way  realistic, I look forward to seeing how you manage to enjoy this story, I hope you manage to reach the end and enjoy the great experience but above all I look forward to seeing you at the end of this journey that awaits you, please do not disappoint me and above all have fun for all ]

–am it fun for them? My story?– only then did he go back to his phone again that pdf file  which was constantly changing in a strange way.

–if it is true, then...– he saw his surroundings and then read the first pages of the Pdf

–Erwin Adamis is the protagonist of my novel, after having survived the end of the world as a former military man was blessed by three different gods, a character who is destined to save the world and guide humanity to face the entities sent by the portals–

His eyes looked around one last time to swallow saliva and fall on his collapsed butt again emitting tears again.

"What the fuck is going on?!" – a cry with anger completely filled the place