What was I for?

Prologue

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I'm not in a wizarding world.
I haven't been to platform 9 3/4.
I dont have a scar from He who must not be named.
And I don't live in Harry Potter's world.

I don't have a wardrobe as a portal to a magical place.
I don't have a sibling named
Lucy,Susan, Edmund or Peter.
I don't have a lion friend named Aslan.
So Narnia is definitely not my home.

I don't belong in Abnigation,Amity,Candor,
Dauntless, or Erudite.
I'm not a divergent either.
I know Tris & Four but they don't know me.
Clearly,I don't belong there.

I haven't been stuck on a maze.
I haven't experienced the trial on the Scorch.
I don't have the Death Cure.
I'm born in a different world far from Thomas and Teresa.

I haven't been a tribute.
I haven't played the Hunger games.
I'm not the Mocking Jay.
I'm definitely not in Panem.

I'm just Zane Fahtine.

I am just .....................

I'm not .......................

Uuhhh!I can't find the proper words to describe my significance in this world where I am now.

It is because I KNOW NOTHING.

I don't know my purpose.

Or I don't know yet.

As the clock ticks, as the years pass and as the time runs.

Could I decipher what was meant for me?

What story can I tell?

What was I for?

"Please do not redistribute in any form without the consent of the author.Any name and instances that are similar to any person dead or alive are purely coincidental. This is made through the imagination of the author alone."

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