Zello was a normal boy who enjoyed visiting unusual places with friend's. Walking around an old factory one afternoon, he and his best friend found a group of men in masks putting up unusual machines. They could not get away before the machines started making a humming noise and an explosion occured
Zello's friend was pinned under a rubble. Zello ran to his rescue without any second thought. He freed his friend but got hurt in the blast. The river flung him into a river nearby
As he descended deeper, his eyes clouded and all fell silent. He could feel his life ebbing away. A moment before he passed out, he saw a glowing cube shinning under the surface of the water. The cube drifted towards him, emmiting sparks of light
When it hit his chest, a surge of energy coursed through his body. Imaged flashed in his mind — faraway worlds, cryptic symbols, and a voice whispering, "you are chosen"
A moment later, water around him started glowing. Zello's body changed — his wounds dissolved at once, and he felt lighter, stronger, and quicker than ever. He panted and burst out of the river like a ray of light, falling on the shore.
He glanced at his hands, still radiating a little, and murmured, "What just happened to me…?"
Little did zello realize, this was only the start of a journey that would transform his life forever. The cube had endowed him with transformation powers, travel, and teleportation — powers that would soon make him a magnet to forces beyond his dreams.
The universe was quiet other than the constant hiss of flames burning through mangled metal. What was once an empty factory building wasnow a charred hulk of smouldering steel grinder and ash. Zello strugled to his feet along the riverbank, his lungs heaving for oxygen. His muscles hurt as though he had been smothered by the blast itself, yet somehow—he lived.
Water ran down his face. His fingers shook as he gazed about. Everything was shattered, burnt, and twisted into shape. The ground was covered in pieces of glass that reflected the weak orange color of the sun setting.
"…Where's Kai?"
His closest friend. The realization brought him back to reality. Zello lurched ahead, braving the archid pain in his leg. His clothes were tattered, drenched in a combination of river water and ash. The reverberation of the explosion still echoed in his ear
The factory was their covert hangout place — a forgotten relic at the edge of town. They'd stumbled upon it last week on a walk through the woods, two bored teenagers on a quest for something exciting. But they hadn't been looking for people. Or whatever weird machinery
He could still see them — balck coated men, stringing up tall cylindrical objects that give off a soft blue glow. They'd talked in harsh, unrecognisable language. And then the hum, the flash of the light… and everything changed
"Come on, Kai… please be all right ."
To be continued...…
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