“Have you ever wondered about travelling through time? Maybe through dreams? Not only yours’ dreams but also dreams that are born in the mind of the others. Have you ever imagined teleportation to other planets, universes or even dimensions? Well I didn’t. To be honest, I’ve just realised about it. But I don’t travel neither through time, nor dreams, nor universes. But I’ll tell you later about it.
I think you still don’t know me. I’m sure you don’t, because I didn’t know myself either till few minutes ago. I am the Traveller. I have no name, I have no origin, I just exist. I don’t know my parents, nor where I came from. I don’t even know how I look. Never seen myself in a mirror, never seen my reflection. I still don’t know why it is. I just know my voice and how people talk about me. Whenever I asked about myself while travelling, people refer to me as blonde. Usually they would say that I’m tall and slim, blond hair which would be longer and fully covering my ears.
What do I do you ask? Why am I the traveller? Well I can travel through realm. There are 9 realms in total. North Gods realm known as Valhalla, East Gods realm know as Heaven, Devils realm known as Hell, Western Gods realm known as Stars. In between these Gods realms there are 5 other realms that I still didn’t mention. Human realm, Fallen angel realm, Spirit realm, Demon realm and the abyss. While I travel through these realms, I don’t loose my personality, but I loose my memory. At the moment I decided to stay in the human realm, because of the accident. I know you might not believe me, but I’m not lying. I’ll try to inform you on every step I make in order to help humanity. I know that this is just a post in a forum for religious conspiracy theorists, but I want to be heard out.”
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April 27th 2023
Arthur ends reading the post. He looks down to the book on the table. It’s named “The holy sword”, it was a gift for his 17th birthday from his mother. Now, one year has passed and he is finally 18 years old. The age, where boy finally starts to live and breathe fresh new air, but he was sad. He was alone. His father died in the army, in a war between Germany and United Kingdom, now known as Holy Victoria. Mother? His mother left him 2 weeks ago. Her last words were “Just rot you little piece of shit, I finally found a man and you will not take him away from me, like you did with the others. Here. Have some money and die already! I hate you! I never wanted you to be born”. Those words were devastating to him. He lost his hope to live, to survive and his final exams were coming in one month. He had enough money to stock up food for 1 week. Arthur sighs and starts thinking out loud :
- What a mess, - looks at the screen – I wonder if this is true… What if it is? Maybe I could meet him? Maybe I could ask him what to do? Maybe he would show me new life? – Arthur stands up from is chair at gets ready to go to school.
He dresses up in his school uniform. Light brown pants, whit short sleeved shirt, light brown tie with dark brown stripes, and red sneakers with black laces. Takes his black backpack full of books and leaves for his school.