A Boy Named Zark

First Bolt: The Introduction.

​Once upon a time, there was a kid named Zark, he was a normal kid with a normal life, so what did his mother thought, Zark was a very smart kid, he always had an obsession with mythology books, unlike other kids that always play with their phones or consoles.

One day his uncle, Jeff, gave him an old looking book, Zark asked Jeff where did he got the book, his uncle Jeff smiles and spoke, "I got that from an old man when I was out hunting in the woods, I was shocked when I saw him looking all dirty with some torn out clothes" Jeff said, "so how did you got the book uncle?" Zark asked, "he just handed it to me, without any words, and ran, I was too tired to chase after him, and realized that it was a book with no title, and I remembered you, that you love books." Jeff added while smiling. "Thanks uncle for this book, i will read it and treasure it my whole life!" Zark said happily, "glad to hear that Zark, now i'll attend to my work, enjoy my nephew." Jeff goes out of Zark's room and Zark gave a little goodbye wave to Jeff as he walks out of the room.

         Day after day, Zark spent hours reading the mysterious book that has no title, no chapters, no nothing, just stories about how greek gods treat their people right, but one day, Zark noticed a page was different, it's not like that before, Zark knows his books, even just by looking at a page, he would instantly know what is it about, but something isn't right, so Zark reads it again, and Zark noticed something, something that can change his whole perspective against greek gods, that something is called "the truth".

          Even Zark can't believe what he saw, the words changed, the good, changed into bad, the great gods turned into tyrant gods, Zark knows that all the gods had a terrible backstory before, on other books, but this is just straight evil, the gods in the story weren't good, even a little bit of goodness was gone, it's just straight evil, Zark got really intrigued about the story that he forgot that it's a no ordinary book, he red the book every hour, every second, he even forgets his own meals, his school, the book consumed him, because every day the book changes, it's story changes, until one day the book didn't change, something else did, someone else did.