Chapter 0 : The Frozen Angel

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"The frozen angel"

Did I ever told you how I survived that expedition, all those years ago?  being trapped in those ice caverns on the north pole?

I was saved by an angel.

Yes, I know what you are thinking. it's what I always tell everyone but nobody believes me. The thing is that everyone forgets that not all angels have wings. It is said that Angels are protectors and heralds: that they come from the sky to give a message.

The truth is that I am not as strong as they think. I had already accepted my fate. I was the last survivor of our expedition, I had  no water, no food and no escape from those dark caverns.

After weeks of walking I decided that I would sit and wait for my end in a nice spot. It was too high to climb, even in my prime, I had even less chance when I was feeling so weak from hunger and the cold. It was place where you could see from a distant hole in the top, the starry night and far away planets. "A suitable place to die," I thought to myself .

I heard a sound after a strange sound coming from below, that's when I realized I wasn't sitting in any ice. I figured nobody would see my cries for help so I turned on my last flare to be able to see in the thick darkness.  "It's not like they will notice a little spark," I thought to myself. To my surprise I could see that I was sitting in the corpse of a man.

"You got lost too?" I chuckled. "At least we can see the stars".  Maybe I was crazy talking to a corpse but he was my only companion and you must know how I hated the absolute silence  of that place and the feeling of being alone.

I looked at his face trying to get a hint on how he died. Unlike me, he seemed so peaceful for someone lost. That's when I realized this man never had the intention to leave or escape. No, he was actually guarding something. On his right hand he had a bracelet with a strange blue jewel. He was holding a necklace, in his hands, with such ferocity that it took me, what I felt like were hours, to to be able to take it from his grasp

I took a closer look it had a silver looking metal with a strange symbol that resembled and eight or maybe and "s". I couldn't tell for sure. Specially not when it suddenly began to glow and I dropped it. I won't lie to you, I thought I was either hallucinating due to the cold or maybe I was finally  seeing the doors of heaven.

That was when the corpse raised from the ground and that skeleton took the form of an old man in a toga. He  seemed regal and peaceful and I quickly noticed he was the source of the light. 

"Are you an angel?" I asked him. But he ignored me, as if I wasn't there. He just began to talk. I was too weak and scared to try escape. It wasn't as if I had something better to so, besides being lost, so I decided to listen to him.

A last will from the grave

"My name is Zor-el scientist of the supreme council of Krypton, son of the house of-el and member of the cult of Rao," the "living" corpse began to talk. His voice was so deep and so loud nobody in the cave would be able to miss his words. But it was just me.

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