The First Breath
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Última publicación mar, ene 16, 2018
I never was much into the belief of existence of knowing there can be a spiritual realm and I guess that was one reason I had to head into the opposite direction that is to prove nothing exists beyond mortality.I did my research more into the perishability and impermanence of human and nature around me.
I always kept a track on Nicholas Evritt who had his arguments so peculiar for me to keep hanging on I have chosen a direction that is controversial to my family that disapproved my personal findings and studies to evoke 'gods wrath'.
Determined that some day I will succeed in proving all this different I started of not knowing I will encounter the most powerful person that controlled every breath I took and every single atom of the universe was controlled by him.
Special thanks to few songs from Linkin park that could support my content.
Disclaimer
this is fictional and solely based on non existential places and people.Read it at your own risk!!
I have no clue on how this story is going to go take its turns but hoping it will be entertaining and worth the time you spend reading.
comments are welcome but it won't change anything in the story!Being new to writing do excuse the errors if any and am using a phone to update the story so sorry for the typos!.
Influenced to write by the place I live and lot of legendary stories of the land.Will appreciate it if you guys have liked it.
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