Prologue

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Hi, I'm Faith. I live in a world that revolves around a system of numbers. People here aren't like people of every other time. I have broken one too many rules and will be punished severely if I do not escape. Though a life of order and precision sounds perfect, there is a reason I have broken so many rules and have tried to change so many things. You see, things work a little different around here, we aren't worked to death or treated cruelly, but we are forced to leave the dimmension once we have learned all the rules of time traveling. This system sounds incorruptuble, but actually has flaws in every corner. Our lives are connected to a code that is tattoed into our arms when we are mearly newborns. The government keeps track of us this way. This system of traveling has many rules. I broke the most important of them all," Never go back to a dimension you have already visited before." Unfortunately, this rule also includes not being able to visit family in the dimension you are from.

Chosen people, or so they are refered to as, are able to conceal their codes so they may visit a dimension more than once. I am a chosen person. This is a good thing if my parents could understand that not everything should be the same. Stephen, my younger brother, was a chosen one as well. He could conceal his code and he chose to rebel against government rules. Unfortunately for him if you were caught, you would be forced to death. My parents loved Stephen, but when it came to the rules of the goverment they had no choice but to turn to the authorities. They gave him to the government, where they killed him for his disobedience to the law. To this day my parents shun the name of Stephen Gonzalez.

I have been chosen since birth, though some people can become chosen. I have realized that no chosen one has ever documented their expeditions. I, Faith Gonzalez, will fight until I have written the struggles that have come in my journey. I will show the rest of the dimensions and I will stand firm 'till they have listened and have comprehended what I am and what I stand for. I cannot and will not be a reject. I AM FAITH. I will not," Fall to pieces, as a chosen one."

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