Chapter 1 – the beginning

[The Stars are looking at you.] the dark window showed in front of Solvyr, his face striked with the light emitting from the system window.

Why now?He thought. Why did the Stars come after all this time? His eyes were almost closed. His breathing was ragged and his body was stiff.

He couldn’t move anymore, only his eyes persisted and looked at the glowing screen of the window.

I can’t move anymore, I can’t entertain them. Solvyr felt the air around him thicken, the scent of blood filled his nostrils, it was his own blood.

His heart was slowly stopping beating, his blood stopped pouring out of his body, because there was no blood left to pour.

His body grew colder and colder with each ragged breath.

[The Stars are contemplating ther choices.]

Solvyr scoffed, his whole body hurt with that motion.

Now, they are regretting their choices, after all this time, after I’ve fought and risked my life over and over again. Solvyr’s life came to a close end.

His eyes, heavy with fatigue and exhaustion. His whole body went still, his breathing stopped. His eyes looked at the starry sky one more time, the cold night air messing with his, now dirty, white hair. His gray eyes shone with expectation, with pain and something even he couldn’t define.

This is what I get...after saving them all.

Solvyr smiled at the sky full of Stars, he knew they saw him, he knew they were looking, let them regret, let them feel the pain, because he wouldn’t hide anymore, he wouldn’t suffer.

His gray blue eyes closed for real now, his body didn’t move again, his chest fell.

[The Stars look at you with pity.]

[Solvyr Nytherion has died.]

[You have died.]

[Deciding your fate…]

[The lone warrior, who wanders through eternal dreams…]

[The dreamer.]

[The forgotten one.]

[The one, who fights against fate.]

[The...error...error...error…]

[Solvyr Nytherion, the...error…being...error.]

The glowing window flickered, the error sign showed multiple times. The screen turned dark, the scenery disappeared. Solvyr’s body was floating in the air.

The blood dripping down his lifeless body.

[New chance was given by the...error...error…] The screen appeared again, this time darker than before, the words were censored.

[You have been granted another life by the...error...error…] The error suddenly disappeared, another screen opened up.

[Solvyr Nytherion, my….break the….fate…]

[Deciding the fate of the Lonely one.]

[Your wish has been granted, please proceed with the synchronization…]

[Synchronization...1%.]

[The...error...tells you to not waste this life, the...error...wishes you good luck, error….]

[You have died, you have ressuracted, you have gone back in time.]

[You have forgotten.]

[Synchronization 1%...] The screen flickered, the last words were blurry.

[The....error...error...am...e...error...am.]

[Deleting informations... deleting memories...deleting...deleting...deleting...your dreams...]

[Deletion complete, please proceed...we...will be...watching you...dear...error...error...]

To be continued...

Chapter 2 – no memories

Solvyr opened his gray blue eyes, he stared at the familiar ceiling of his old and rusty apartment. He sighed out, his face tired and his eyes gloomy.

„Another day full of work and pathetic people and me.“ Solvyr sat up on the small bed, the only one he could afford with his pay, and put his feet on the cold ground. It was the middle of winter, Solvyr didn’t have enough money to pay for extra heating, so he had to make a living with what he had.

„Insane cold, why is this year’s winter this chilly?“ he put on his only flippers and got out of the bed. The first thing he always did was to brush his teeth, he hated the sensation and thought of not having his teeth brushed.

The bathroom was the same as the rest of the old apartment, moldy and old, the smell of oil and wet walls was everywhere.

He looked in the mirror, his white hair falling down his small frame.

„I’ll need to trim the ends soon, it’s getting longer.“ he touched the end of his hair and sighed softly. He then picked up the tooth brush and started his morning routine. After he was done, he packed his work things and prepared his small bag of food he could afford, so only a plain bread with cheese and some ham. He did work, but he never had much of a talent for it, so he never got the chance to evolve into a better position.

His workplace was a well-known company producing electronics and toys for kids. Solvyr worked behind the table, in office full of smelly people.

„Those old geezers are going to be picky again today, if only i had more power to stop their childish tantrums and tactics.“ Solvyr groaned, as he reminded himself of the hell, he would go through at work again.

Solvyr picked his bag up and put it on his back, his frame wasn’t a well built body, he didn’t work out, he often thought of starting, but his time was limited. He had to work, he worked overtime, if he had a bad day, because others would throw their work on him.

„I have to go the the same hell as always, there’s nothing worse than my work.“ those words would come to bite him later on.

Solvyr stepped outside of his apartment in the rural part of London, England.

The buildings here were old and for a cheaper price than others. It was qite far from the civilization and city square, but it was a home for some.

Solvyr hated it here, but he needed to earn money and keep some of it, so he could pay his mother’s hospital bills.

She has a disease no one could recognise, that left Solvyr utterly defeated. His mother was the only thing making him live on, it was the same now, just a little different, she wasn’t here with him, she was in a hospital bed, sleeping and not waking up.

Solvyr walked towards the nearest bus station, he’d always take the bus, then stop near the city square and take tram or other means of transport.

He always thought about money, he was practically a slave to them.

But for him, it was necessary.

The bus stopped at Solvyr’s hand sign, he stepped inside and payed for his ticket, the seats were usually taken, so he stood as always and listened to his only earphones, the ones he bought with his mother 5 years ago.

That was, when he was only 17 year old boy, now he is 22 years old, still young for a human to be living in total solidarity from others.

To be continued...

Chapter 3 - no memories, part 2

Solvyr waited till the bus stopped at his stop, he then thanked for the ride and stepped outside of the bus. The weather had to be gloomy and rainy, he already had a bad day, since the bus ride was crowded and all kinds of people were there.

„Let’s look at the rides, I need to take a tram or the underground.“ Solvyr took out his phone and looked at the rides on the website, he would have to wait at least 30 minutes for the underground. „The tram is the better option, then.“ he sighed and walked the bit of the way to the tram station.

He had to wait for 10 minutes for it to arrive, so in the meantime, he looked at the news. He never really watched the news, because he deemed it useless.

„Some weird abnormalities happened in Tokyo, Japan.“ he read the caption.

„Tokyo, Japan, has been struck with abnormalities of higher calibre.“ he scoffed, another journalists trying to sound cool.

Then he scrolled down, he saw another one. „Oslo, Norway, abnormalities, Stockholm, Sweden, countless deaths, Ottawa, Canada, loss of lives, Moscow, Russia, abnormal cold.“ Solvyr read through the comments and the news.

„The world is truly coming to an end.“ he laughed and put his phone away, he was too preoccupied with his own life to think about abnormalities and disasters happening in the world.

His tram arrived on time, which was rare, he stepped inside and repeated the endless cycle again, buy a ticket, find a seat or stand, smell smelly people and listen to their pointless talks. He forgot about the news as soon, as he found a place to stand, he didn’t have the time to think about something he deemed unworthy and pointless.

He put his phone away, listening to his old favourite songs, he didn’t need to change his playlist, it was futile, he listened to them only on the way to work and back, once at home, he’d throw his phone away and go to sleep or eat his leftovers from the previous day.

„Did you hear? They say the world is going to end soon.“ people started talking, Solvyr tried to ignore them, but the noise was too loud.

„I read the news this morning, Japan was glowing with weird light, since then, no other news are known.“

„I hear the same about Canada, my sister lives there, but I can’t contact her.“ the worried voices of people echoed through the crowded tram.

„Oh, dear, you must be so worried.“ others reassured her, that it’ll be fine.

„I also have relatives in Oslo, they didn’t contact me either.“ others joined their talk, the once quiet tram was now the noisiest one.

Solvyr’s stop came soon, fortunately for him. He left as fast as he could to stop the pounding in his head, as the people inside talked, his head pounded with a weird sensation, he clutched his hair and whined.

„Ugh, what’s wrong with me today?“ he shoook his head and, amidst the pain, walked to his office building. He could hear the annoying voices from inside the first floor, he needed to bravely cross it and take the lift, he then needs to press the button of the 6th floor and breathe out of relief, but it cannot be that easy.

„Nytherion, you’re just on time!“ Solvyr rolled his eyes in disbelief at how unlucky he was.

„Mr. Dane, what do you need?“ Solvyr turned to the older man with gray hair and bigger body. He was the manager of his team, he liked to conspire against him and make his life a living hell.

„I need you to do me a favor, I know you can do it.“ the old geezer smiled. It was a sinister smile, not genuine at all.

„I have this task from the higher ups, but I need to stay here today, so I can’t make it till the deadline.“ his words were spiked with poison, his smile didn’t reach his eyes, he was doing this on purpose.

„I’m sorry manager, but you know I need to stay here or else they might reprimend me for my attendance and work.“ Solvyr tried to find a way out of this and go to his office table.

„Oh, dear me, I promise I’ll talk with the higher ups and tell them, that I sent you there.“ lies, he would never do so.

„It’ll be quick, you just need to take this paper and box,“ he gave Solvyr a case with papers and a small box. „And just bring it to the adress written on top.“ with that, the manager left, he didn’t wait for Solvyr’s consent.

„Manager-“ Solvyr sighed, as he saw Richard Dane’s disappearing silhouette.

„He never gives me any other choice, bastard.“ he swore under his breath and looked at the adress written on top of the box.

„Fine, I’ll take it, but if I get fired, I’ll bring you down with me, manager Dane.“ Solvyr slowly left through the front door again. He knew it’ll be longer than just a few minutes. This adress was quite far away, but he didn’t know, what luck he had today.

Today was the luckiest and unluckiest day of Solvyr’s life. He grew up to be a lonely person, but there was that fire, that dream in him, that pushed him forward. Even without knowing, who he really is, this was just the beginning of his journey.

To be continued...