Prologue

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Note:

Skippable chapter but I recommend reading it.

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"You are destined to be the savior of both worlds," someone said to me a while ago. "and all of what we sacrificed was for this moment."

I couldn't think of a more stupid sentence than that.

Because. . . I'm no savior and never was.

Life is to do things that make you happy, they say. However, I disagree. As I've experienced, you do things that make you unhappy so in the end, you will find the happiness you sought. The only thing that needs explaining then is how you define "happiness".

I don't know what it is anymore.

As I tread on this hellish ground made out of volcanic rocks, lightning bolts strike all over the place. Pebbles, dust, and ashes swirl and are sucked up into the air and making the storm even denser. The gushes of wind are determined to bring me down. They can't. Not even that thing I created that's waiting for me. It's high up in the air and serves as the eye of this storm.

It's an angel, demon, and man in one body. I've been told that it's the manifestation of the highest Being in both universes. And it's what everyone should accomplish to be. Enlightened and powerful. Well, I say it's freakin' ugly. Just for that alone, I wanna get rid of it.

"You created me," it says. "now you want me destroyed."

"You're damn right, you," I answer, stretching my arms and legs.

"I am invincible—you know that."

"That's another reason."

It glares at me. "You will bathe in your regrets."

"Whatever. . ." I roll my eyes.

The storm intensifies as it prepares to unleash its power upon me—a guy who just learned how to walk a few days ago.

Indeed, I don't know what happiness is anymore, but it'll certainly make me glad if I get rid of this thing. Though I am afraid that this planet might get destroyed in the process.

Anyway. . .

*Sigh*

"Shall we start?" I ask and it answers not with words but with a first strike.

It could not kill me. My barrier can withstand. The huge energy beam that it is unleashing upon me. . . I feel the whole universe from it. The power is borrowed from the universe. Does it really have to have that to match me?

I close my eyes, feeling my own power running like a stampede in my veins. Two, four, six, I unleash pair by pair, my six enormous wings from my back. If you want a roof, stand under them and no rain could drench you.

The way they burst out of my skin feels. . . *chuckle* ADDICTING!!! I was itching to use them again!

But that's not ALL I want to show you!

Behold! My little toys! *Laughter* My trusty ol' handgun in my left hand and my sexy rifle with a bayonet in the right.

They are sucking all the power they want from me. . .

I say, "TAKE THEM ALL!!!"

My left arm is hard as a rock but blazingly hot while my right arm is so full of life that my right cheek can feel the sun from it.

I just want to hear my guns scream with me again. *Sigh* I can't wait to hear their voices when their muzzles explode with fire.

The bones of my legs are broken because of the crushing weight they have to carry. I want them to stay that way because it tickles me. But no, I should be taking everything seriously right? This is a fight for my existence, after all.

Nope! This is just for fun.

Aight. . . both of you, become steel. There, the tickling sensation is gone.

Like my wings, they are itching to run and kick. They want to take me to the ends of the universe. I understand what you're feeling but patience, my little ones. . .

I don't need to open my eyes to see everything that's going on because these flesh eyelids cannot cover my eyes.

But I will open them, and let that bastard know what it's dealing with!

As soon as I lay my eyes on it, I can see the lingering fear inside of it. "Ha! Pathetic!"

It's invincible—it said.

Well, let's find out!

I let my barrier be destroyed so I can start trading blows against this ugly thing.

It's boring to tell you the details of how I fight because this fight is gonna last for trillions of years. What I could tell you is that I don't need to think when fighting.

Fighting is innate in me.

I love fighting.

It brings life into my blood.

It makes me feel alive.

There is a story behind everything. You just gotta keep an open mind. So, open your mind, and for now, I want you to know how I ended up mad.

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👋A QUICK SAY FROM THE AUTHOR👇

I just want to say thank you for even considering reading the first chapter of this book. As you know, this book is already Premium and I just want to SHARE SOMETHING:

The recommended chapters to lock are 40-60 as you have noticed with some other novels. Meanwhile, I chose to let chapters 1-82 be free to everyone. That's at least 20 more free chapters even for just a new book.

WHY DID I DO THIS?

Because I just want you guys to come along with me on this adventure.

As much as I would like to earn while writing, just knowing someone is reading my book, and joining me on this journey, helps me A LOT—like astronomically!

That also goes to say I will be thanking Gifts and supports like that. (if I ever get one)

Thank you!

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