THE WORLD BENEATH

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Summary

Bermuda has risen lives has been lost families destroyed humanity is threatened by a being far beyond their comprehension. The fate of the world lies in the hands of a boy whose roots seem to belong in the tree of an ancient clan raised to ward off the dangers of earth.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Prologue

Sounds of an airplane engine could be heard as his eyelids opened up immediately. The scene was blurry at first until he blinked once more, He was in another nightmare and the questions "how did I sleep" and "where am I" kept ringing on his mind, a moment from now he was just listening  to sunflower a perfectly composed song composed by  Swae Lee and Post Malone and now here he is stuck in one of his fucked up nightmares. He looked around to see passengers safely tucked in their seats with their seat belts across them. From the looks of it he was on an airplane. He walked further gazing at the unfamiliar faces in his dream. A female flight attendant with blonde short hair and sexy tight uniform passed through him as usual. This often happens to him in most of his dreams if not all because he wasn't actually there, at first it felt very painful but as time went on he got used to it. He moved further to the cockpit phasing through the door. He saw two pilots, one was older than the other and it seemed like the older one was the pilot and the latter the copilot. They gazed at the clouds and beautiful crystal blue sky as the door behind them opened, it was another flight attendant, she had the perfect feminine structure and her black long hair was rolled up in a bun. Immediately she turned around to look at the pilots her hazelnut colored eyes met with his, shock flowing through her she dropped the tray which she held as if noticing his presence. She bent down quickly diverting her eyes from his and picking up the tray along with some broken pieces of ceramic cups which held the pilots coffee earlier. She stood up and left the room after apologizing to the pilots. After this strange encounter he gazed into the sky noticing that they had become darker, lightning struck here and there making people in the plane to panic. He rushed to the nearest window opening his mouth in amazement as he looked at at the supernatural whirlpool beneath him. Deadly sharp edged rocks were located at every corner along with a powerful current which pulled everything in it radius into its deadly grasp. It was triangular in shape and was giving off a weird aura. He ran back to the passengers shouting, "GET OUT, YOU ARE ALL GONNA DIE". Immediately after uttering these words the scenario changed. Everything was burning. Skeletons and burnt metals were the only remains. He heard the cry of a woman as he ran to her direction. Tears dropping from her eyes, she gazed at him with agony as she said, "why couldn't you do anything" before giving up her ghost. He wept bitterly whispering, "I can't intervene" to her ears before closing her eyes. Seven figures appeared behind him, he turned back only to see their figures due to the thick smoke. A deep voice echoed, "hmph, is this the supposed mage, he's my blood yet a waste of time, so disappointing and weak, Kim see that you guide him through".