The N109 Zone was on another level. Sylus and Xavier wouldn't stop fighting, while I was just there trying to be useful, but all I could do was cast some powers that weren't really helpful.
"This sucks..." Sylus muttered while fighting the last monster.
Xavier, as chill as ever, just nodded and headed deeper into the N109 Zone. We walked into an abandoned house—it was creepy as hell, full of dust and skeletons. As soon as Xavier and I stepped in, the door slammed shut behind us.
"Hey, are you guys there?" Sylus called from the other side.
"Yeah, yeah," I replied, trying to open the door.
"Fuck—I can't open this damn door," Sylus said. "Try to find another exit."
I turned to face Xavier, who was calmly looking around.
"Hey, c'mon, why are you so chill?" I asked, frustrated. Xavier looked at me, confused.
"Are you stressed?" he asked, taking my arm. "Do you need a hug?"
"Xavier, are you freaking crazy? C'mon, let's find another exit!" I said, starting to look around.
We searched the entire house until we found a small room with satanic drawings on the floor. In the middle of the room was a table with an old book surrounded by about 40 candles. It was eerie as hell.
"Fuck... what is this?" I said, reaching for the book, but Xavier stopped me.
"Let me," he said, opening the old, creepy book and starting to read the first pages.
There was once a little helpless boy who was always saved by the same older boy, but the older one never succeeded. He cried and cried, wishing for his little star to come back to life. The universe heard him every single time, but the universe doesn't always listen to the same wishes. The cycle must end someday. Whoever is reading this, let them know that the night of October 16, 2045, is the day this cycle must be broken. If not, the story will repeat again and again. The little boy will always die. This must end where it all began—on the mountain, next to the abandoned house. Good luck.
When Xavier finished reading, for the first time, his voice sounded broken.
"I'm not liking this at all... Xavier, let's go home," I said, feeling scared and shaken.
Suddenly, Xavier hugged me tightly. The cold night breeze tousled my hair as I rested my hands on his back.
"Xav?... Hey, c'mon, it's just a stupid book. It's not... true."
"It's my fault," Xavier said. "I've been selfish, making the same damn wish every year.... Carlos, I promise I'll save you this time."
"Let's go home, Xav," I kept repeating, almost in tears.
"No... tell me the date, now," he said.
"October 15, 2045," I said, realizing that tomorrow was Xavier's birthday.
"We have to do this now," he said.
"No, tomorrow is your birthday. We're going to do the same as always—go home, light the fireplace, take a nap together... I'll bake you cookies and you'll..." My voice broke. "Xavier, please... let's go home."
"Carlos..." Xavier said softly.
"No, we're going home," I said, standing up and grabbing his hand. "Move," I added desperately.
Xavier stood and kissed me deeply. It was a sad kiss—a desperate one, like saying goodbye to someone. I pulled away after a few moments.
"Xavier, speak your mind. I've never seen you this nervous or sad," I said, my voice trembling.
"Listen to me, Carlos... we're going to break this cycle. I promise, this time..." Xavier said, looking into my eyes, his hands resting on my cheeks.
YOU ARE READING
Xavier's Little Star
RomanceCarlos and Xavier are coworkers and childhood friends. Xavier had made Carlos think that he lived in a normal world until Carlos faced up against a Wanderer. That's when Carlos realized that he isn't living in a normal world
