Chapter 1
Arturo Ignatius Vukan, Friday, 9 th August 2079
New York City
I stood there in the balcony, under the thick dark mist. Broken lamps flashed, abandoned cars scattered around the lands. The streets were completely silent; no one dared to roam out on the streets. All I saw was a couple of homeless darting across the street for cover. I blew off the dust on my titanium gun, the grip felt cold against my palm. I slowly stretched out my arm and aimed steady at the sea green statue holding a torch. The Statue of Liberty.
Suddenly I felt a gentle tap behind my back, it was as soft as wind. I spun around vigilantly; not knowing who was behind me and held my pistol high up, pointing it straight at the anonymous person's forehead. I didn’t look him in the eye. Never look people in the eye; respect is earned, not given. All I saw was his black, worn-out boots and his frayed mad scientist coat with dozens of utility pockets.
I soon realized it was Walbert Salber; also know as Walby. Walby, the finest mad alchemist in the world and the one and only inventor of Alruna Nocturna. Walby, the only person in the world that can unleash Satan's soul and the one and only living human that can control your destiny. His philosophies spread across the universe, changing lives of every creature in the living world.
His infinite power is unstoppable. He has unpredictable emotions along with endless ambitions. You can never guess what his next step is.
"Gun down. Its me Walby" Walby exclaimed. I slowly lowered my cold, hard gun and replied "Hello." I didn't know anything else to reply.
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The Blank Streets
ActionThe broken lamps flashed; illuminating a blur of glow through the misty streets. The cold, speechless pavements sighed the last time until the world felt silent. Eventually, black suited men stomped down the icy pavements, disturbing the silence. No...
