Chapter 1 - Flynn
The world can reach peace, only when there is nothing left to destroy.
Flynn Fisher. A lazy, apathetic 22-year-old. Who knew he’d be the one chosen to save the earth?
Cold, slender fingers reached down to grab a slice of greasy pizza; slowly rose into a mouth (not even a man without a nose would go near that breath). Missing the mark by a mile, the tomato sauce went onto the man’s cheek. He rolled his eyes and yanked a tissue from the box, he dabbed it away. Disposing the tissue onto the floor behind him — it landed onto one of the many beer bottles scattered across the floor, next to the many pizza boxes and rotting food.
It was like a pigsty in that room, in fact, not even a pig would live in there. It reeked of cigarette smoke, alcohol, and junk food. All from one lazy, unemployed guy. His name was Flynn: he didn’t go outside, talk to people, do anything creative, or make his own food. Everything he got was from someone else, most commonly his roommate. Avery.
The man didn’t have anything special about him. He lived in a cheap apartment, barely passed school, and kept to himself.
However, it wouldn’t be like that forever.
