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Deamer's Will

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dreams are wild and untamed. Everyone has one or more but so few achieve them. Carcer is a young boy struggling in a world filled with crushed dreams and new order. He is not special by any means but it seems his luck will take a turn. what challenges lay in his wake in this new age of violence and power, people, monsters, aliens, himself? Author note: This will be the first ever book/novel I ever make and I don't know how far I'll go but if you happen apon this then please understand I'm no pro and would appreciate feedback and comments on how I can make this better and myself a better writer. -Thanks -TheOneMan
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Chapter 1 - Waking

'Lately, I have been having these strange dreams. they feel so vivid that I have trouble separating reality from sleep. I'm afraid one day I won't be able to tell the difference. The dreams vary from one to another but all are in extreme situations as far as I can tell.

given a task to complete in the dream before he can wake up. From saving something's life to surviving a certain amount of time in hell like scenarios.

I've been like this for a week now, and I feel like I'm going crazy.'

'Is this thought of mine even real-'

"Carcer! wake up, or you'll be late your first day back!"

"I'll be down in a minute!" - Carcer yelled down from his room then proceeded to take a quick look at himself in the mirror.

coming up to 5,11" ,with dark brown hair, a pair of gray-blue eyes, and pale skin with a reddish hue.)

"Man, the dark circles under my eye got worse."

making his way out of the house and to the bus in a rush. his mom waved goodbye.

"Hey, Carcer! over here man."

Carcer looked up to see his friend Jud wave him over to a seat next to him on the bus.

"people were starting to think you died being gone for a week." -Jud said jokingly

"Haha, very funny Jud, I didn't think I would be out for a week, though." - Carcer

Jud looked at his friend with worry written over his face.

"One second you were fine and the next you fainted and wouldn't wake up. Everyone thought you had a heart attack or some shit, scared the hell out of me." Jud said shaking his head.

Jud leaned over and whispered to carcer. "You sure you're okay? We got that thing after school today and all."

"Yeah, I'm sure, you worry too much," said Carcer

"...Alright" Jud said reluctantly

The bus soon made it to Golden North High School. Founded in the year 567 A.D

a hundred and 3 years ago.

"A.D. As you all know stands for After the Dark. The world changed 670 years ago when the Earth was covered in total darkness. People of that time had many different ideas of what happened.

But the truth, a truth no one before that day would believe. The sun was held hostage, no... it was captured. A race of beings from the great unknown who called themselves Ingules. Now one of the 3 main races on earth.

Known for their advanced technology and knowledge of the universe. They trapped the sun in a machine that operated as a generator, the sun being the power source.

Government officials all over Earth came together to find a solution to the Ingules. Long debates and arguments later they knew they had to talk to this alien race and decide then.

The Ingules gave the humans a simple answer to their problem. If you surrender we will give you new technology and knowledge. If you don't this will happen. And the Ingules demonstrated their power with the machine that incased the sun shoting a Lazar with every color of the rainbow turning Pluto to dust. No explosion, nothing left behind.

Humans had no choice but to agree to the terms. They would gain more then they lost in their eyes.

That was 670 years ago and the beginning of A.D," The teacher, Mr. Aberham finished stating to the students.

This was Carcer's favorite class because he loved history and the way of the people before his time. He has many books at home written about past entertainment and society, anything he could get his hands on. This was something that made him different from the other kids cause none of them bothered learning something that isn't relevant for today's age.

"Now kids I know you probably heard this story many times before but you all will soon be taking the test that will determine the rest of your life.

Just know that I wish you all luck."

'The G.P.T huh. I wonder how I'll do.' Carcer thought to himself.

Class ended with a ring of a bell and it was time for lunch. Carcer decided to skip lunch today and take a walk to clear his head.

He made his way outside and to the track field and strolled until he found some shade under a tree where he rested up against.

'should try to rest a bit before the G.P.T takes place. Everyone seems to be running around like chicken's who lost their heads. Ill Just close my eyes for a sec.'

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Smoke, fire, the smell of burning flesh woke Carcer.

"...Ah! What happened here?! Carcer yelled out

_ _ _ _

[Survive for 20 minutes]

> [Reward: end of trials]

> [Failure: eternal slumber]

"What the hell! What does any of that mean?!"

[3.....2...-

"wait a sec!" Carcer yelled at the countdown.

...1]

[Start]

[20:00]

_ _ _ _

A clock in his upper right hand side view started ticking down as the smoke filled the air.

"Cough! Cough!, damnit I need to move out of this smoke." Looking in his surroundings Carcer could tell he was in a forest in flames. In all directions trees cracking and popping in the high heat.

He then began to run in the direction with the least resistance, making his way through the flames and past the falling trees.

Out of the smoke he kept on running. He soon got out of breath and stoped in his place.

"Okay...breathe Cercer..." Carcer said trying to remind himself

Taking in deep breaths he then looked at the timer.

[14:47]

"Damn..."

Taking a look at the forest behind him he could see the fire slowly moving in his direction. But that wasn't all he saw. Squinting his eyes he could see souluetes in the flames.

"What the fuck are those?"

The souluetes came out the flames with speed showing themselves fully to Cercer.

"....Fxck me"