The Book Of Orion

The Book Of Orion

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I had The Book Of Orion in my hands, I stood there questioning myself if I opened the book...will it bring me and everyone else in the immortal world a better future? Will it change our fate? Our destiny? Will it bring us danger? There were so many questions in my head I wanted to ask...but I would know all the answers to those questions if I opened the book.. I was sweating, my hands were shaking, my heart was beating one hundred miles away to the point I was going to faint, but I had to stand my ground. I looked up at my comrades and then back down at the book frowning with my breath getting heavy and chest tightening, Sheen sensed I was nervous so he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind to keep me relaxed a little, it made me feel calm and smile while I had the book in my hands. "Don't worry, I will stay by your side no matter what happens. And so will everyone else." He whispered softly in my ear. I slowly nodded my head and opened the book to discover a bright shining light that was blinding... That's where the chaos began..
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