Chapter 1: World
Myths and legends, do you believe in them? Our world does... I remember while I was wandering through the city as I used to do, New York was truly enormous, the people walking around seemed almost overwhelming, you always heard continuous footsteps that never stopped pestering you. My path had led me to Bar 54, one of the most beautiful in the city, and I immediately sat down. The bar was crowded, and I could see everyone even though I was in the corner. Why in the corner? My nature has always been reserved, I'm shy, and that's why I prefer to watch from afar without being seen. I find it very strange, but it's part of me. Suddenly, I noticed out of the corner of my eye an old man trying to bring two women to his table, rightly the girls refused, but as soon as he waved money from the balcony, the two immediately changed their attitude, they joined the old man without hesitation. It was then that I realized how power could dominate anything.
"Hello, what would you like to order?" I turned my gaze towards the figure I had heard, it was a young girl, maybe 19 or 20 years old... she had an enviable smile, and her brown, straight hair almost seemed like silk, while her eyes shone like fireflies.
"Sir?" She repeated.
"Yes... sorry, then just a coffee is fine," I replied nervously.
"And that's it?" She noted everything down on a notepad.
I replied yes, and she immediately went into the kitchen... at that moment, a new incident appeared on the news: "Souls attack various schools in Queens," the usual story I thought... souls attacked different areas of America, another fault line must have opened.
"Again?" I turned around hearing a voice, and I noticed a visibly agitated woman, she was wearing a black dress, her hair tied back, and she had definitely just returned from work... I didn't pay attention until she said...
"My daughter..." she took her phone in her hands and kept calling a number incessantly, perhaps the school's?
I remained silent, after all, it was completely normal, souls were just monstrous beings born to destroy anything between them and humans. Who are the souls? Well, imagine monsters, the ones your mother used to tell you about as a joke, or mythological monsters... now imagine they live in your reality, that's what we lived every day. These beings appeared in 2012, after the use of the particle accelerator, "fault lines" opened, openings between our reality and the reality of the souls, a dimension that saw the strangest and most mysterious things come out of it. Humans called them "souls" because they were something impossible to prove through science. Your fears could easily kill you at any moment, because they existed... that's why the world made drastic decisions to destroy these monsters. Weapons were immediately made to eliminate them, crystals that trapped those beings and enclosed them inside, this was built using the same technology derived from the reality they came from. When a soul was caught, it underwent "crystallization," at that moment the crystals took the form of gold, or other minerals... but this depended on the strength of the souls. An example is a dragon that became a diamond, while a small four-tailed fox became a piece of coal. These transformations were never explained, and scientists couldn't understand the way. The problem arose when everyone understood the potential of the souls, thus "the hunters" were born, specialized soldiers in the field. Their task was to crystallize the souls, and the funds obtained could be left to them. The mafia exploited this, sending thousands of fighters to die for their wealth. The new creatures that populated our world were now considered objects, but they were still beasts, trying to dominate our world, and they would kill anyone who stood in their way. The deaths due to souls were thousands, so much so that mankind had to immediately rectify its mistake. At that time on earth, technology was much more advanced, and they managed to block who knows how many of those creatures, through their resources. We were able to stop the threat in an instant. Experiments were also carried out to understand the nature of those things, and many of these involved sending soldiers into the faults, to find out more. The fantasy stories we once read became reality, or at least my reality...
Now you must be wondering who I am... well, I am... a soul hunter. A soul hunter recognized by my nation. I work for the mafia... all because...
October 13, 2012, my mother immediately came to wake me up.
"Dylan, get up," she said with her usual intimidating voice. My mother has always been tough on me, you know why? I was a mistake. My parents were almost always on the verge of divorce, and the only way to reignite that lost flame was through me. I was a kind of means to allow them to come back together, but it never worked... that's why my mother raised me as if I were some kind of disgrace, can you blame her? My two brothers were already adults and no longer lived at home, I was the only one still going to school, I was 16 years old. As soon as I heard my mother's words, I got up. My room was quite messy, most of the things were on the floor. I had a desk with a medieval PC on it and a TV attached to the wall, it was small, in fact, I couldn't see much. My arms grabbed the slippers and I slowly made my way to the kitchen. My mother was with her back turned, cleaning something. Breakfast was ready on the table, I sat down and started eating, besides the usual fruit juice, my mother tried to give me the cheapest thing possible. This time, a biscuit, of some brand. My brain told me not to chew it, but I kept eating.
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