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Prologue: I Remember...Edit
I laid in that eternal ocean of sins and forgets, trapped in a hell-striken world of destruction. "Why did it have to be me?" I asked myself. It's like the world went completely apeshit and I had to follow it. Damn, I thought the world was bad, but I didn't it would fuck itself up like this.
I was walking on the last stable place of Earth, the Bermudas. Waves constantly target me as a threat, and the sun beaming down on you makes it seem like you can't live. What a guy had to do to barely live in this place, shit.
I just fell on the sand, and let the Earth do the fuck it wanted to.
Chapter 1: The Last Man on Earth, Or am I?Edit
Bermuda was crushing in waves, so I decided to find another place atleast stable enough to hold off against waves. Canada was that place.
I swam to the coast of the destroyed remnants of Maine, then walked my way up. The USA was now a seperate continent from Canada, and I had to swim across the little waterway that seperated. This pissed me off like hell, but I went across, landing in a towncalled D.......e City. I couldn't see the other letters, but it didn't matter. The buildings still stood, but the humans that lived here died. I walked to the coast where across, Newfoundland was built. Before I approached the coast, I saw something.....someone.
That person had long black hair, a black shirt, and a white skirt aswell. I knew instantly it was a female, so I decided to greet this unknown maiden.
Chapter 2: RavenEdit
As I approached her, she swong at me with her hand. I dodged it barely. She engaged in hand-to-hand combat, but I was able to counter every one of her attacks. She lied on the ground, staring at my black hooded face.. Then, a statement blasted out of her lone face:
"Who the hell are you?"
I didn't answer back, I just turned around, and kept my hood over my face. I walked off, but before I could get atleast a foot away from the girl, she jumped on my back and pulled off my hood. She saw my golden white blonde hair, and my blue eyes. She stared at me, observing me. I felt truely violated. Then with one glance, she tried to put her lips on me, but I pushed her off.
"What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled.
"Johnathan...." She said.
"What? How do you know my name?" I yelled again.
"We, loved each other..."
She touched my hand, and we kissed once more. It was a long, sweet kiss. Then, we released.
"I can't believe you are still living!"
She started tearing up, with tears of joy.