Hi readers. This is the first chapter of my 6 chapters and around 3500 words long novel. The piece is written in November and is a part of the NaNoWriMo's Program. The program is for young writers to start writing anything they throughout the month of November. I was tasked by my teacher to write a 3000 words long novel. The pre-writing and organizing part leading up to the novel is in the novel section of my website. Please enjoy the 1st chapter and I hope you continue reading.
My eyes slowly open to the annoying repetitive sound of my alarm clock. I gradually reached out my hands towards the phone who is sleeping on the table and checked the time, 8:00am. The same as every day. Resisting to the force of Earth’s hand, I sit up, looked at my bright blue wall, and get out of bed. Dragging my soul to the toilet, I mimic the morning routine of showering, brushing my teeth's, and dressing up. Such a boring routine. Slumbering to the train station, I waited in the same position I did yesterday, the day before, and since the first day of work. Sitting down to the hard rocky chair of my office, I start doing my work. Reading hundreds upon hundreds of books, I marked out all the mistakes, dead air, and uninteresting bits in the demo. “Such a boring day at work, why do writers these days always follow the same kind of plot movement in every single story?” I mumbled to myself while I scan through the book. Speeding through the day, it was finally 7pm. Pulling my exhausted body back home, I quickly ate the bland dinner, clean up, and slammed myself down onto the bed.
This was how my entire life was. It was the same routine every day with no significant difference, something I really wish would happen. Unfortunately, that only stayed as a wish, a wish that would dramatically change my life, a wish that would brighten up my entire adulthood, and a wish that only existed in a story. Or did it?
This morning is as the same as always for our main character. He goes through his morning routine, got on the train, and went to work. As he goes through his day reading boring demos and books, he stumbled upon the book named “The Traveler.”
“Ah, what a lame name, “The Traveler,” probably a lame story which has the same plot as every other fantasy story.” I mumbled to myself in a singular bored tone.
My hands moved to grab the mouse sitting on the table and clicked to open the file. Inside was a 1-chapter long starter of a book. This is what was inside:
“Wasn’t this a fun book to read? Are you satisfied with the adventure you just had? Isn’t this what you wanted, needed, something different? The answer to your goal and desire was right ahead of you, you just had to reach for it.” the wizard spoke told the murderer in a peaceful tone.
To understand what had happened here, we need to investigate the future, the beginning of all these problems. The time is set 10 years ahead of today, everything was different there. The nauseating smell of trash and vomit filled the air. Trash and debris were the only thing visible in sight. It was the land of everything and nothingness, no sentient life can be seen, but everything there was overwhelming to the point of no return. Stood there in the middle of the land was golden city, inside it was mountains, rivers, and beaches. It was not the land anyone would have imagined to be in the middle of the trashed land. Surround the land was a gigantic wall, a one where no one can ever cross nor break.
That is the end of the chapter. This might be an extremely random book for someone, but it was not for me. The moment I finished reading the chapter, I stood up, and rushed to the supervisor. I was eager to read more of this story and unravel what would be happening in the story.
“Ma’am, who exactly wrote what I just read?” I spoke in an exciting tone.
The supervisor mumbled back, “Which one, this? Oh, I don’t know, it was randomly sent to us with no subject and through a public email.”
Many questions came through my head one of which is, “then why did you send me this when we can’t find the author?”
“It was requested for you to read it in the email, so I gave it to you.” She replied.
“This is such an interesting story that is worth continuing and producing though, why did the author send only one chapter then? And to specifically me on top of that.” Many thoughts were scrolling through my mind.
I went on with day exactly like how everyday went but today was different, my head was not filled with blankness, but with the story and the endless possibility on how it could unravel. The curiosity was bothering me like crazy, it was extremely annoying.
“Why wouldn’t it leave my mind! This is getting extremely irritating!” I screamed to myself while I was turning every stone on the internet to find the author of the story.
The MC went on like this for many days having his mind engulfed by the story.
If you are interested in continuing, please click the link below to go to the next chapter!
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