《Second coming》


 Prologue

    Sealing the final barriers on the ninth heaven ####### revealed the universe to time. Time came so quickly that he barely had enough time to step out of the confined space. The Concept of Time was created and unleashed onto the world. Beings came into power and things were born. Planets came together and crumbled. Suns came bursting to life, but others fell to the curse of time. All beings felt the world breathe onto itself and space itself exuded its energy to all living beings. Time flowed like a river and by the time things were born onto the everlasting and ever glorious Ninth Heaven, billions of years have passed since ####### left the world to its own devices, but he still remained ever watching. Watching patiently for the one who could accompany him in his eternity. Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.

 Chapter 0.5

    In a legendary city where a supreme figure was born, A youth woke up with little to no memories, only a vague concept on how to live longer. With a body that screamed perfection, but a face that would easily be lost in the crowd, he awoke.


    ¡°Grandpa, look a hobo on the road!¡±


    ¡°Now child, don''t point fingers. Many people have a hard time living.¡±


    Hearing voices from everywhere, the youth couldn''t understand a word. He seemed a little lost on how to proceed. Barely knowing how to move his body, he knew that he had to get some help.


    ¡°GAHHHH!¡±


    ¡°Grandpa, that hobo is screaming¡­ I think he might be crazy.¡±Stolen novel; please report.


    ¡°Now child, some people are born with a deficiency in their brain. They are born like that, dont judge someone on something they cannot change.¡±


    Despite knowing he was being mocked, the young man knew that he had to get some help from somewhere, so he walked up to other people using vague gestures while speaking gibberish.


    ¡°You hobo, get away from me this instant! Don''t come near me with your smelly body!¡±


    But no one wanted to come close to his hobo looking youth. Mentally screaming on how no one seemed to realize that all he wanted was to learn how to speak, he just sat down and tried to listen to conversations.


    ¡­


    A week of struggling through garbage for some food later, the youth felt like he could somewhat make conversation with his current vocabulary. ¡®


    ¡°I neEeeeD HeLp!¡±


    With a struggling language, he seemed even crazier than before. The only people that even gave him a glance were the patrolling police in the area that received many reports of a crazy hobo in the past week. With so many people focusing on him, he was quite nervous. All he wanted was someone to help him learn the language and help him get clean. The city seemed like a desolate place. Luckily for him, the patrolling police at least did not seem to want to get rid of him if he stayed in the corner that he somewhat claimed from the other residents of this small alley.