We Who Came From Different Worlds

[] CHAPTER 1

Fire, Water, Air, Forest, Rock, Ice, Sand, and all of these combined. Eight Sectors. One Planet.

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I never knew my parents nor my family. I was raised by a lovely old lady who was nice enough to keep me. She had the most kindest of smiles and the most loving heart. She loved me as her own, but sadly, she died when I was fifteen. I was evicted from the apartment we lived on for years after a few weeks when she passed away. I lived on the streets and made a living off junks and garbage ever since.

Then, while I was travelling with my shopping cart filled with old and broken gadgets, I found an abandoned house, from the outside you will notice the two-storey house's broken walls and shattered windows. The outgrown garage beside it seems to be untouched for many years. I took a peek inside to see no one there. I entered the house with caution. As I went inside it the eerie noise that the wind created sent chills down my spine. I have a bad feeling about this. I explored more around the place, I found some broken old furniture that can probably still be restored, but it wasn't interesting, so I let it be. I went upstairs and saw streaks of lights entering the ceiling's uncovered holes, illuminating the second floor. There were more dismantled furniture and broken electronics up here, I grabbed some electronics and brought it back to my shopping cart. I entered the garage, and as soon as I opened the door, crickets, beetles and other small insects can be heard. It was a wreck, plants and tiny critters inhabit the place and puddles of water flooded each of the corners. I noticed there were nothing of value in here, so I left the house and I went back on the road. A thought came into my head. I could live here. This is better than living on the street, besides, I'm used to sleeping with incects crawling in my back whenever I try to sleep. I could just exterminate all living things in the garage. So it was decided. I made a promise to myslef that, from that day forward, I will fix everything there until I can afford a new house.

Fast forward a few years, I'm still living at the same house, I still couldn't afford a new home, or maybe I just don't want to, probably it's because I like it here more, and thinking that moving is a hassle and I really don't wanna do it. I kept myself alive by selling some of the things I found when I'm travelling and creating small little sculptures of people or events I found interesting. I place them all in the new garage, I fixed everything inside there, the garage door was still stuck in place though, but I don't see any use of it anyway.

I just came from Stonesia to get some iron bars from a friend, I will use this to create a mini sculpture of one of the leader of the sectors. When I entered the front door, I heaved out a heavy sigh. No one seems to be interested in buying or even touch my collections. I sell some stuff from it every once in a while, but not many people are interested. I entered my kitchen and dropped my bag full of iron bars, It made a sharp metallic sound as it hit the table. I grabbed my laptop under my coffee table. It has some cool stickers behind it, a giant holding a stone mace with an iron helmet, a hooded figure with codes behind him, and, my personal favorite, a red scaled dragon breathing ice. I was about to open up a tab to do some research when I heard a sound coming from my garage. I thought it was nothing, but these noises weren't normal. Then, I decided to enter it.

I was surprised when I saw a man facing away from me and was staring at a stone with colorful gems in it. The man was wearing a brown suit, white long sleeves, slacks, and brown leather shoes. I don't know who this man is, it might be an intruder, apparently my alarm didn't do it's work so I grabbed a Taser I keep underneath my couch and gently walked towards him.

"Hello?" I said, this is just stupid, I gave away my position and he now knows that I'm here, but I maintained a good distance. I was aiming the Taser on his chest nervously, I was trying not to shoot him accidentally, he might just be a random guy who came across the place.