Chapter 2: A Deal with the Devil

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How could this even be possible The statue looks to be at least 200 years old but I'm only 15.

wait a second...

" I'M THE WHAT"

I'M SORRY, THE ANTICHRIST?!

"I see your confused" he chuckles.

" YEAH NO SHIT I'M CONFUSED"

How can this even be possible? I don't know how that even works or how they even pick the antichrist, or if they pick the antichrist at all. 

I mean 15 seconds I didn't even think the antichrist was a thing.

" Before your little brain explodes, I'll explain" he says as he steps off the fountain and sits down on the ledge. "Come take a seat" and pats The stone as if it was a couch. "I rather stand"

" All right, suit yourself" he shrugs his shoulders. 

"250 years ago, there lived the first Antichrist.

He had died at 16, and it was said sometime in the near future a new air to the crown would be born.

15 years and 364 days ago I was informed that person would be you, And that on your 16th birthday, the crown will be yours, power and all."

"why me, out of all people why me"

He heard what I said and looked off into the woods, 10 long silent seconds of thinking passed when he finally responded.

" From the year, day, hour, minute, second, even down to the millisecond. The child that is born at that exact moment in time, would be the air to the crown. You were born at the exact time"

He said, sounding so overly serious it sounds like a joke.

" Really, I mean what if no one happened to be born at that exact moment, there are a lot of holes in your story" I said, if I turned and ran away I could probably make it to the top of the staircase before he catches up with me. I take a step back and then bolted towards the stairs.

He was standing in front of the fountain I saw him right before I ran, yet when I turned around he was standing right in front of me.

"After everything you've seen and heard, you still don't believe me" he said in a disappointed tone, looking down at me, He was taller than I was.

My mom is tall(6,0) and my mother being full ender is even taller(6,7) So naturally, even at 15 I'm quite tall. 6,3 to be exact, and I'm used to having to look down at people.  

" I don't mean to scare you, but this is important I can't let you leave" he said stepping back from me.

"Maybe you have me mixed up with someone else! Your story has holes. I bet there are plenty of other 15-year-olds turning 16 tomorrow that we're born at the same exact same millisecond, I'm a good person I'm not the antichrist you have the person you have to have the wrong person" I said, speaking so fast I couldn't even understand myself.

I start to tear up, I'm scared and I don't see a way out.

" I haven't mixed you up with anyone, I recognize those eyes from anywhere" he said, looking at me with a sad look on his face, which made me confused but a little less scared.

" So I'm the Antichrist" I said sitting on the fountain ledge

"Indeed"

That's when I remembered what the Antichrist is known for " WAIT DO I HAVE TO END THE WORLD?"

I didn't want to destroy the world, this place might be a wreck but it's my home and it's where all the people I love are, besides on TV, I haven't seen the outside of these walls but I bet it's nothing worth destroying!

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