Unleashing Pandora's Box
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  • Reads 226
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 6
  • Time 31m
Ongoing, First published May 24, 2012
My name is Pandora. You might remember me from the time I opened one tiny little box and unleashed the worst horrors the world has ever seen. Well, it’s been about 10,000 years since I was that young, naive girl. 
Now I serve as the protector of the box. I’m the only one standing between the world as we know it and the end of humanity if it’s opened again. No pressure, right? 
I spend most days either shooting pool at a local Irish pub or hunting the supernatural beings that most people only think exist in the history books. 
One thing is for sure, something big is coming. All I have is a vague prophesy from an oracle and a demigod who doesn’t know he’s a demigod to help me. Looks like I’ve got my work cut out for me. May the gods help us all.
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I am dying. I know this because i can feel all my senses leaving me. I can see flashes, recollections, of my past. They preen at me through my lashes. But I am calm. There is a feeling of delirium thumping in my heart, spreading through my body. With the little strength that I can muster, I reach out to take hold of the nearest objects to me. It ties me to the earth, but when my eyes no longer see light, the bond that keeps me on this world will be severed, and no longer shall i be alive. What if you and a four other people where the only ones alive on earth? After the Apocalypse, everyone died. Except for five of us. My name is Thalia, when I was thirteen years old, the earth was broken by deadly storms, methane, tsunamis, earthquakes. I survived. For years I wandered the earth, raiding abandoned shops for food, seeking shelter. Now I am fifteen, I feel like I have found a home. I have found a band of survivors like me. These people survived the Apocalypse, and now, we want answers .