Life is something we need to cherish; I don't even know why.
Me and my family are currently falling apart due to my recent behaviour. After witnessing the hero in blue, it has worsened my well-being.
Especially after coming into physical contact with my visions.
His name is Blake Norwind, a boy who is destined to become the saviour of the world, a superhero with high standards who will strive for greatness.
Unfortunately, his feelings passed on to me. The reason is that I not only saw his problem but his entire life. All the great and especially the bad moments.
That caused my sudden reaction.
Right now I was sitting in a bench in a park near my apartment. Under the night wear the snowflakes are slowly pouring down.
I didn't want to go into an argument.
Not after how I reacted. It's been almost a year since I came into contact with the man in blue, and it doesn't seem to get better.I overheard my wife talking to our children's parents, and the possibility of divorce hasn't been ruled out.
I can't blame her; she wants to help, but she can't do anything that could actually help me. Not even is it about the future.
I wanted some peace, but clearly I won't.
The company where I worked, writing comic books, kept hassling me, insisting on coming out of retirement.
The problem is that I can't go back and write the stories. Because they weren't only real, most of the stories will actually happen in all of our universe, including ours.
I didn't want to show what will happen in the future; not only won't they believe me, but this is something that I shouldn't be talking about.
Those stories are not just real but personal towards those characters.
I didn't want to trample on their personal lives, but there are things I shouldn't talk about.
Knowing is not often a good thing; not only would you witness any outcomes but also events that should be witnessed in person.
Preventing the future is not always a good thing. We don't have full control over our choices, and sometimes an event will occur even after we know what will happen.
What I saw was a world of chaos.
Do you want to know what I saw when I placed my hand on the man in blue?
Honestly, it doesn't matter; knowing what will happen is taking a toll on me; my health is declining, and my marriage is deteriorating.
I really hoped there could be a way to stop this.
As I was sitting, I noticed a boy wearing a superhero costume. He was staring at me for a while; I didn't know for how long he was there.
He was staring at me, deep in my soul.
I asked, "What are you doing?"
The kid didn't answer my question for a while; he spent five minutes staring into my eyes until he finally spoke.
"I'm trying to use my power so that I can help you be happy."
From the looks of it, I can tell that the child is a superhero fanatic, but I wonder why he was wearing a costume. We are in the middle of summer; maybe there's a superhero convention to which he was invited.
When I asked, he answered my question after failing to put a smile on my face, and he quickly sat down and was disappointed.
"Well, it was a Christmas party; one of my classmates invited all of us, including me. He told me that we had to wear a superhero costume.
I guess I was late because I took a long time deciding which costume I wanted to wear. I love all heroes, so it was difficult to choose.
It was the first time I was invited to a party, but I ruined it all."
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The Pen is My Sword
AksiA story about a old comic book writer who started to reveal through letters his ultimate secrets of his mysterious life.