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---------------------------<3---------------------------I landed on the floor of my apartment. If it can even be call that. My apartment is located in a small neighborhood in the surburbs of Chengdu. It's more like a terraced house to be honest.
I landed on the cold wood floor. No matter how much I think I got out of there in 1 piece, I was still wounded. Those gangsters can fight.
I was bleeding from my forehead, my cheek, my knuckles and my stomach. God fucking dammit I was on too much adrenalin to realize one of them cut me with a knife.
I went to the bathroom to find a firstaid Kit. I washed off as much blood as I could and took of my shirt. The cut wasn't deep but it sure as hell hurted right now.
I put some saline solution on a cottonswap and put it on the cut. This shit stings no matter how many times I have done it.
I bandaged it and moved on to my knuckles. At least the blood on my knuckles ain't mine heh. I did have some mini cuts on them, it's amazing how many small cuts you can find with a simple saline solution.
I lifted my bangs to look at my forehead. I looked myself in the mirror what a bad state of life I was in. Heh at least I wasn't some wuss that died trying to timetraveling.
I looked at my forehead and saw my birthmark. It's placed right in the middle of my forehead, it makes me look like some Buddha statue. It's not even shaped like normal birthmarks are.
Usually birthmarks are just a blob placed somewhere on your body but mine looks like a flame of some sort. You can't doubt it, that is a flame. My mom even thought it might be cancer since you don't see flame shaped birthmarks anywhere but it wasn't cancer. Just another reason to hate myself.
When I was younger the other kids would bully me for it. They would call me Buddha and oh why wasn't I in the Temple. They made me insecure about my forehead so I have always covered it with my hair.
I had now bandaged all my cuts. I layed down om my bed and thought about this crazy day. You really did it! You timetraveled! Such a revolutionary act! They would say if they could see me.
But there isn't anyone here to celebrate with me. I'm all alone in this big world. It's nice to accomplish something but if you have no one to talk to about it, how much did you actual accomplish?
I moved my body to face the wall. I sighed, I have No one now, i'm alone I said to myself.
I suddenly remembered those gangster, they must be so baffled by my technology heh.
I imagined what they would say to their boss. He disappeared into Thin air sir. He was there 1 sec and gone the next boss. Oh Heng li must be so mad. I laughed to myself.
Wait that white haired bastard! I forgot I need to go back and fight him. How could he just ignore my scream for help that Motherfucker! But the mafia might be looking for me ahhh for fuck sake.
Hmmm I know it! I will just travel to 1997 instead they won't use 2 years to look for someone that disappeared into thin air. That's the plan but for now i'm going to sleep.
Another quiet morning. I woke up besides him. He was still asleep. He looked so peaceful and relaxed. He made me feel safe. He made me have a purpose here in life.
I went to the kitchen to make breakfast for us. I was boiling the water for tea when he came out.
"good morning" he said with his morning voice.
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Ficción GeneralWhat happens when we mix science with magic? Is there a simple explaination for such a big question? Well Xing Lei a revolutionary scientist that made the first ever timemachine might have the answer for that. All Xing Lei's life he has experienced...