Chapter 1

A Chapter by potatolemon

In a dystopian future, a man writes back to his younger self.

There are no more heroes.

The world is cold and scary place, full of monsters with no heroes left to fight. A breeding ground for the wretched and dark, there is no longer any light. I want to say that I am different, that I still adhere to a moral code, but that would be a lie. I'm just as bad as the rest of them, that's why I'm here after all.

Make no mistake, I'm not writing this for your entertainment. I'm writing this in the hopes you can change, in the hopes that you do not travel down the same path. It may be futile, I mean if there is a such thing as destiny then it probably is, but you need to read this and listen. You need to save her.

Yes, you know who I'm talking about. The shining beacon of light that justifies your grim existence. Don't lie to yourself, I know just as well as you that she's the only thing you live for. The key to immortality isn't worth it if she isn't immortal as well. Believe me, I'm older than you know.

I see her everyday, much like you do. Only you can open your eyes, and she'll still be there. For you, that is the now, but for me it is the long past. I want you to know, that life is much better finite.