The Universe Ends With You

Chapter 1

When Earth was destroyed- humans were not. Only the humans on Earth were destroyed. A few hundred humans survived. Nobody know how- except me...the Universe.

A boy, no... the human boy, Zy, lays on his bed in his shack of house, made of splintery wood, Zolpin wool, *A Zolpin in a sheep like animal, but it's wool is multicolored with, red, it's blood, white, it's heart, and pink, it's brain. A Zolpin's average life span is only 400 years.* and sticks.

Zy, lives on the planet Simey in the Tomain Galaxy. Simey, is very similar to the pre-historic planet know as Earth- well- kinda similar. Trees and grass are everywhere- except in the big cities. The cities house cars that use hypo-gene- oxide turbo jets, to fly. Those particular cars are called OxiCars for short. They tend to be the very cheap ones, but very durable, and they are also quite loud. Some of these Cities actually do fly- using OxiJets. These cites are most often called OxiCities. Anything that flies is usually called Oxi- and then something after it, making it one word. The new-gen cars are called OxiTwoCars. But- people still just call then OxiCars.

Well, Zy does not like in any of these settings. He lives, in a shack, in a dump of a town, that outsides called the OxiMoronCity. So y the title of that- you can guess that everyone in this town- isn't very bright to say the least.

Zy holds his knee. A Zolpin wool bandage is wrapped around it. Zy' blood soaks into it. The whole bandage has turned red, now limp and soggy. " Rolan?" Zy asks. His face pale- his brown hair shrouded by dirt and mud. His tattered green clothes rustle with the wind, coming through the holes in the walls. A long scar comes from behind Zy's right ear all the way to his nose. Its rugged, and edged rough. "Yea?" Rolan responds from another room. "I need a new bandage." Zy and Rolan, of course are not actually speaking English but- a more universal language called Rosin. May people in the universe speak Rosin, almost everyone that lives in the Tomain galaxy does. But there are millions and millions of language spoke throughout the universe, but many species speak at least 2 languages, for the trading season.

The trading season, happens once a year. Many species from other nebulas, come to many planets in search of trade. What do they trade? During trading season they usually trade people for slaves. Or the Polins *The Polins being a species that primarily lives in the cold, if their young are raised in another environment, they adapt easily.* usually trade there new borns for warriors to defend them, since they are lovers, not fighters.

Rolan comes in the room, holding a new Zolpin bandage. He looks at Zy. "Did you manage to kill it?" Rolan asks. "Are you mad? How can I possibly kill a Rant- *A Rant: a Bull like creature with horns growing all over its body.* when a warrior from OxiCity can't even cut it?!" Zy, says in shock- and anger. "I'm just Kiddin' ya!" Rolan says. Rolan adjusts himself, and then rubs his neck. "Can you just- " Zy says, and then looks at his knee. "I suppose." Rolan says, but before he does, he adjusts himself again, then crouches down to replace the bandage. Rolan reaches into his pocket and pulls out a very small knife. The blade is about a inch long- expect that way of measurement no longer exists. The handle is worn down so far, that it is almost impossible to use. But Rolan has used it for almost his whole life. He carefully slips the knife against the side of Zy's knee, and pulls the knife back toward himself. Citing the bandage, the blade is very dull but it works. It slices through the blood soaked bandage with ease. "How did you encounter and Rant- and only have a hole in your knee afterwords? How did that thing not gore you?" Roland asks Zy, sweat beads on Rolan's face, a stand of his black hair droops down almost meeting his eye. "I'm not an idiot- duh." Zy responds. Zy's sly voice makes the bead of sweat run down Roland's face, and Rolan brushes it off with the back of his hand. "Your fast too." Rolan adds. "No- you're just slow." Rolan laughs, one of the only genuine laughs that Rolan had had in a long time. Rolan looks at the gash of Zy's leg. A hole resinates just under his kneecap. Rolan wraps the new bandage around the wound. Zy sucks in air- holding in a shriek from the pain.

Rolan finishes the bandage, and grabs Zy's hand. He looks at Zy, and Zy looks at him. "Do You think you'll be okay by next week? Like be able to walk?" Roland asks Zy, while he adjusts himself for the third time in the last five minutes. Zy combs a loose strand of hair from his face with his fingers. "Next week?" Zy asks himself aloud. "Probably" Zy answers. "Good...Good.." Rolan says. Rolan turn to leave to go to work- or wherever he goes, cause he never come back with any units. *Units: Currency used across the ENTIRE universe.* Rolan always told Zy he was going to work, but Zy always though he was lying. And Zy was right. Rolan didn't have a job- and never can back with any units because no one in their run-down town- had any units to spare. If you wanted a job that actually paid, you would have to go to one of the cities, which Rolan always planned on finding a job in a city, and moving their with Zy.

"The we could get you a name change." Rolan always told Zy. "But I don't wanna name change."
"Sure ya do!" Rolan would ALWAYS respond. Zy always told Rolan that he didn't want a name change, but that Rolan wanted him to change his name, to Rolan Jr. Zy always guessed anyway.

Rolan, instead of going to "work" walked down the dirt road passing the other shack-homes that were their neighborhood. Zy watched from one of the holes in the wall until Rolan disappeared around the corner, out of view.

Rolan was gone. Zy swings his legs over the bedside and stand up. It hurts. But Zy ignores it. He slowly limps over to the front door, and opens it. The door creaks loudly, Zy pauses, nervous that Rolan might come back. But why would he? Zy steps outside and closes the door behind him. It makes another creak.

Zy limps around the corner of their small shack, to the back. A small trapdoor lays there sunk into the ground, as if the moist dirt was eating it. Zy shove ls his finger against the edge of the trapdoor, ha fingernails digging into the dirt. He wraps his fingertips around the edge of the trapdoor and pulls. The force of pulling sends pain from his knee all the way up his leg. After a second or two, the trapdoor moves a little, and then a lot. Zy flops the trapdoor on the ground. Its hinges make a snapping sound.

Zy, looks down into the hole,he looks down at what the trapdoor was covering. He slaps his dirt covered hand to his head. The trapdoor was covering-

the Universe ends with you

dirt. The trapdoor, was covering dirt. Zy, grabs the trapdoor and closes it again. He grabs some of the moist dirt, and pats it where his fingers Had dug into the ground, making it appear untouched. Zy then looks at his footprints, but there was already tons of footprints around this area, so Zy brushed the worry away. Zy, then goes back into the house, still slowly limping. The door closes with a Kuh-Thud. Zy walks to the shabbily made cabinets that is in Rolan's room. Roland small box, that he called a room, while Zy just had the "living room" if you can call it that. At least that is where he slept. Zy didn't own anything g that was his personally, he just had to "borrow" Rolan's stuff if he ever needed anything.

Zy digs around in the cabinet looking for a something to put under his nails to dig the dirt out, so Rolan didn't get suspicious. He eventually finds needle- he scrambles to pick it up, even though he knows he has plenty of time. Rolan wouldn't be back for an other 2 hours or so. He carefully slides the needle under his nailed being sure to get all the dirt out. It takes Zy about 10 minutes of digging before he thinks it will be good.

Zy looks at his knee. It hurts. Bad. It's bleeding again. It always bleeds when he walks. Zy wipes the needle of with his pants and the places it back in the cabinet, then he closes it. Zy hobbles back to his bed, and then proceeds to flop down on it.

the Universe-

All the lies.

ends

When Rolan had told him l, never to look down there.

with

Because he has a surprise. A surprise to get out of this hell-hole of a town. To leave, for them to get to an OxiCity or even just a regular City. Rolan always promised that they would get an OxiCar, because of what down there. But there is nothing. Lies. Zy wouldn't call Rolan out on it- not yet,l. He would when the time was right.

Zy wouldn't bring it up with Rolan for 3 more years.

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