It is 3432, and instead of heading into a future with flying cars and trips to the moon, we had practically taken a trip back in time to the myths in history. The myths you'd been taught in school have suddenly turned into reality, where Valkyrie, Cyclops, Owlmen and every single other legend you've heard have come out of hiding and are taking the world as their own. I'd never lived in the world before this new age, but I'd been taught about it. I am a slave for the creatures, like every other human. My job is slaving for the Valkyrie. My name is Andi, though I am not allowed to be called that. I am simply: number 362.

"What's your favourite colour?" "Green." There was a point in time when I knew everything about him. We would sit in the lounge room every night and talk. He was my reason to wake up every morning. "We have to get jobs. We can't pay bills with thin air." "I know." There was a point in time when we had to start leaving the house to get money. It was only a few nights that we would talk. The jokes and laughter didn't fade though. "I got promoted. I will have to work longer hours." "I guess that's great." There was a point in time when we drifted apart. Just small talk and jokes here and there. Still knowing that he was there was what reminded me that we were okay. "I got a new co-worker. She is gorgeous. She asked me for coffee." "You aren't forgetting about me are you?" There was a time where we didn't talk but the love still lingered. "I'm leaving." "Goodbye." There was a time where I didn't know how to save a life. Harrison and Lovell. A bromance that would last a lifetime, but when things go too far, things don't go so well.