"And if the world bends, breaks, and reshapes itself-there's beauty in the chaos, if you know where to look."
"What if it all comes crashing down?"
"Then we'll make something out of the ruins."
In the haze of the 1960s, the H...
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"Are you a bad person?"
"Depends on who you ask."
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—FIVE HARGREEVES was tired.
The first thirteen years of his existence couldn't have prepared him for the following forty-five to be a saga of surviving apocalyptic trials, sustained by scraps and outdated, stale Twinkies.
Unfathomed was the realisation of being not only fatigued but also profoundly lost.
Amidst a week of averting disasters, protecting his siblings from their demise, facing the loss of his beloved wife Delores and inadvertently transporting his family to the 1960s, his unintentional act of dispersing them across different timelines became his most pressing concern.
—JULIEN A. Everhart was dead.
His departure from the realm of the living had left behind a spectral presence long ago, a mere whisper of himself trapped within a shell of flesh and bone. This enigmatic figure, a paradox of existence, seemed to straddle the line between life and illusion. Though devoid of a soul, he still bore the burden of sensation- pain, death.
Realistically, in the strange realm of existence, he lingered as a mere form of humanity. His task became a delicate balance of illusion, where to the unsuspecting eye he appeared as a healthy teenage boy rather than a walking, talking corpse.
But that's what he was really, an illusion.
star note: Like our dear old Five, I'm also not sure if I'm ready for the trials of writing this book but fuck it, right? I'm pretty sure I forgot to address this in the first published chapter but as you all should know, I don't own any characters other than my own :) (please don't sue me, I have not even a penny to my name at the moment) PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEE don't hesitate to comment if I made a mistake, if you have any requests or ideas of your own that you think will go well or if you're unclear with anything, I won't take it personally because, to be honest, I'm all in it for the fun and that I have nothing better to do. (If I DO cry, that's just because I'm a sensitive prick.)
I hope you all enjoy this book :) and if things go well enough, I'll gladly return to finish the next two seasons (wtf was season 4 and where were the writers during ep 5.)
