| Author: | Zachary Jacques | ISBN: | 9781516303410 |
| Publisher: | christine jacques | Publication: | September 4, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Zachary Jacques |
| ISBN: | 9781516303410 |
| Publisher: | christine jacques |
| Publication: | September 4, 2015 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
I am Justin, a 14-year-old from a small town. I was sent here by forces unseen, yet why they did is unclear.
This planet is strange. It’s people and those of Earth are one and the same, the only exception being their great knowledge of technology, which far surpasses anything imaginable, as well as their lack of conflicts.
At least that is what it used to be.
The vile now walk the planet by the trillions.
They are not zombies.
They are not ghosts.
They are not quite dead.
Every soul of every foul person who has ever lived now seek to come back to the mortal world, and it is now up to an obsolete military, some long-retired generals and commanders of war.
I was told there would be hope,
I was told there would be peace,
or maybe it was just a metaphor.
Mountains will crumble around the globe, fields will be razed to nothing but ashes, but the bodies will never sleep, and I may never wake up.
Am I here to help, or to just simply learn?
I am Justin, a 14-year-old from a small town. I was sent here by forces unseen, yet why they did is unclear.
This planet is strange. It’s people and those of Earth are one and the same, the only exception being their great knowledge of technology, which far surpasses anything imaginable, as well as their lack of conflicts.
At least that is what it used to be.
The vile now walk the planet by the trillions.
They are not zombies.
They are not ghosts.
They are not quite dead.
Every soul of every foul person who has ever lived now seek to come back to the mortal world, and it is now up to an obsolete military, some long-retired generals and commanders of war.
I was told there would be hope,
I was told there would be peace,
or maybe it was just a metaphor.
Mountains will crumble around the globe, fields will be razed to nothing but ashes, but the bodies will never sleep, and I may never wake up.
Am I here to help, or to just simply learn?
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