Chương 1: Prologue-(Fixed)
Hello, how are you? I'm the author. Well, this time I bring you the new version of the story. I just transcribed it after several months of horrible reading, suddenly I felt like making the change, so I hope you like it.
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On a cold and dark night with the full moon high in the sky illuminating the city streets, the sound of cars passing by, the leaves of the trees moving and flying away, the sound of people's footsteps walking.
A quiet night like any other, people came and went, some went to work, others went out to have fun with their friends, or simply returned home. Each person carried out their activities, everything was calm.
Within this beautiful and quiet night, a tall young man about 24 years old, slim build, brown hair, amber eyes, wearing a white shirt with a navy blue jacket, gray sweatpants and white sneakers, decided to go for a walk.
As he took his walk, he saw a convenience store, decided to enter, went straight to the beverage area and bought a few beers and some cookies. It didn't take him long to choose, he paid for them and left the store to continue his walk.
Under the light of the full moon, a sense of peace and tranquility could be felt. The young man walked for a while and then went to a small park nearby, in a well-lit area where you didn't have to worry about being mugged, he found an empty bench and sat down.
He took one of the beers he bought from the plastic bag, opened it, and began to drink it slowly. As he finished it, he took another one and started drinking it. One after another, slowly, the number of empty beer cans began to accumulate. Five empty beer cans could be seen next to him.
The young man looked at the empty beers and saw the last beer can left. He hesitated for a moment whether to drink it or not, but as he hesitated about the can, someone approached him. He lifted his head and saw that it was a simple old man with a cane and white beard.
Perhaps he was under the influence of alcohol and momentarily confused him with Santa Claus, but he shook his head at this idea. The old man sat down next to him and stayed there. The situation seemed uncomfortable, none of them spoke, they stayed like that for a few minutes.
The young man was thinking whether to leave or stay a little longer, but before making his decision, the old man decided to speak and break the awkward silence.
"Isn't the moon beautiful tonight?"
"Huh??"
"Don't you think the moon looks beautiful today?"
The young man is confused by the old man's question, he looks up at the sky and observes the moon. The full moon could be seen shining in the night, illuminating like a lighthouse for ships, and some stars could be seen around the moon.
"Yes, the moon looks beautiful."
The young man smiles peacefully after seeing the moon. The old man notices this and smiles a little at the young man's sincere words.
"Young people these days don't know how to appreciate the wonders of nature, they get lost in those technological bricks."
"Well, you're right, old man. Phones may be interesting, but what can we do? It's the future and everything changes."
"You're right, young man, but how I wish to go back when everyone used to talk to each other, you went to your friend's house to play ball on the street, haaa what beautiful memories."
"Yes, friends."
The young man lowers his head as he remembers some things from the past.
"Are you okay?"
The old man was worried to see the young man's mood drop instantly as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him to dampen his spirits.
"Well, you see, talking about friends, I think I don't feel good about that topic, because I used to have good friends, the best friends, we helped each other, went out for walks, had fun, laughed, but all that ended."
"One day, some friends decided to go out as couples, and everything was fine and wonderful, but they did something wrong and ended up dividing the group of friends into two, those who supported the woman and those who supported the man."
"And which side were you on????"
"On neither."
"And why is that????"
"Well, both are my friends, it hurt me that the group split up, I tried to reconcile them, but it ended up, they separated more, they don't talk anymore, now they hate each other, and well, if that happened."
"How ugly, I can't imagine what it's like to see your friends separated."
"Haha and you know what? That's not the worst thing that has happened to me."
The young man leans back on the bench and raises his head to the sky to look at the beautiful full moon.
"Before, I had a very united family, fun, cheerful, and full of love, a respectful, strict, fun, and trustworthy father, a kind, affectionate, cheerful, and honest mother, a reliable, fun, intelligent younger brother, and I loved him very much, but one day all that ended."
He lowers his head and looks at the beer can in his hand, grabs it with both hands and begins to squeeze it little by little as he remembers the past.
"One day, a fire broke out, and they were evacuating people. My father was a firefighter, but it was his day off, and then the fire broke out. My father knew how to act and began to evacuate people, but he didn't expect the fire to spread quickly, causing the building to collapse little by little. Then, part of the roof was going to fall on my brother and me, but our father pushed us and saved us. We didn't know what to do because our father was trapped."
"We managed to hear our father telling us to get out, although we didn't want to leave him. He told us to move forward in the darkest, saddest, and most desperate moment, we had to keep trust, joy, and hope to not fall into darkness, and that we had the strength to get out and ask for help. So we left the building and asked for help, but when they were going to enter the building, it exploded, causing my father's death."
"It was an ugly moment, but thanks to my father, many lives were saved. My father always liked to put his life in danger because as long as you save many lives, one life won't matter much. It's a sad memory for that reason, but a happy one for how my father saved so many people."
The young man smiles as tears begin to flow from his eyes.
"My mother died in a car accident. She was out shopping, but she saw some small children near the curb. Then, she saw a man arguing in his car while looking at his phone and didn't realize where he was going. So she ran and protected the children while receiving the impact. Then they took her to the hospital, where she died from her injuries, but she said something before she died. In the world, we have wishes, and my wish is for my son to grow up healthy and have a good future, and the only thing I regret is not being there to see my children grow up."
His hands began to tremble as he squeezed the beer can tighter, remembering the past.
"And my brother was a good person, cheerful, responsible, and quite honest. You could say he was the best younger brother you could have, but time took him away from me. One day, he had an illness, he started treatment to cure him, at first, we thought everything was fine, but suddenly one day everything changed, the disease came stronger than ever and took my brother away from me."
There was a strong silence; the old man said nothing, he stood still, looking at the sad young man, who was too sad, his hands were shaking, squeezing the beer can tightly as if he never wanted to let it go, his face was sad, and tears were flowing from his eyes.
The young man stayed like this for a few minutes until he managed to calm down, but his trembling voice could be noticed due to the great amount of sadness he has accumulated.
"One appreciates what one has when you lose everything. I'm sorry I told you this sad story; I don't know why I told you maybe because of alcohol, I ended up releasing this burden in my heart. Sorry for this."
"It's okay; sometimes it's better to let it go than to keep it because it can hurt you more. You had a hard life; losing your loved ones is the last thing we want to lose."
"Losing your father who guides your way, your mother who teaches you to love, and your brother who teaches you to care and protect, I can't say what this feeling is like, but all I can say is I'm so sorry, kid."
"Haha, okay, and thank you for this."
The young man looks at the beer can in his hand, and an idea crosses his mind. He turns to the old man and gives him the beer.
"Eh? for me?"
"Yes, I give it to you because I have to go back home, and if I drink it, I may not know where I live anymore."
"Hahaha, you're right."
The young man gets up from the bench, shakes off a little dust, and says goodbye to the old man. He began to walk back home, but the old man who was there saw the beer can in his hand and turned to see the young man who was starting to leave.
"By the way, what is your greatest wish?"
"Huh???"
"If you had to choose, what would you say?"
"Well, I'm not sure."
"Don't worry if they gave you a choice, what would you say?"
"Well, I would say to see my family again; there is not a minute that I don't miss them."
The young man looks at the old man directly in his eyes, the old man couldn't help but smile because he saw the sincerity of his words that showed in his eyes.
"But if that can't be, what would you do?"
"Well, nothing, I just want my family back."
"Everyone has another wish; it may be to be millionaires, to have several wives, to be the most famous person, I don't know, just say it."
"Haha, those would be good wishes, but since I only want my family but it can't be, then...."
"Haha, you might call me crazy, but I would say to go to another world, I don't know, to explore, to have new feelings of adventure, joy, excitement, haha."
"And which world would you like?"
"Well, if I could say, I would say from a manga, for example, Dragon Ball, Demon Slayer, Bleach, Avatar, Komi-san, Kaguya-sama, I don't know, a different world."
"But I would like Black Clover, the reason, well, I like the story and the characters, especially a character. Besides, I would like to give Asta a slap for every time he shouts that he still won't give up and that he will marry Lily's sister."
"I see, so that world, huh? And if you were given a choice of what kind of power to use, which one would you choose?"
"That's a good question because there are many that are very OP, others that are very easy to use and that, but within all, well, I don't know, the most narcissistic sensei Gojo Satoru, why? Well, I liked how it is to dominate space and everything."
"Besides the techniques and that, besides, I hope that I can develop more or use others and make them their own without having to worry about copyright."
The old man strokes his beard as he looks at the young man; then he stands up and approaches the young man.
"You know, I don't do this very often, but whoever manages to move my heart will be rewarded, let me make your dream come true, also get ready for a surprise in that wish."
The old man smiles at the young man, and with his cane, he touches the young man's forehead. He was confused, but slowly his body began to glow with a white light and disappeared into particles. The young man did not panic, nor was he afraid; he simply saw the old man who gave him a warm smile, and the young man closed his eyes.
Shortly afterward, the young man disappeared from there, and only the old man was there. He stretches his back, and the bones crack, then he begins to walk while taking the young man's beer, leaves the park, and looks at the beautiful moon there.
But before continuing to walk, he heard a very familiar voice.
"Hey, old man, long time no see."
The old man turns around and sees the familiar person, although now he looks different, but he manages to recognize him.
"Hahaha, I didn't think I would see you again. Time flies, well, tell me how you've been, we have time."
"Haha, I know, you look like me if we go eat."
"It seems fine to me."
"Look, this place is wonderful."
"...."
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<Author: first chapter corrected, and soon the others will follow>
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