1 The creation

Today is like another day except a massive war has happened and it is 100 years in the future.

It was a nice sunny day in the London. Lucas was walking back from the shop after picking up so sweets and that he was 19 years old he had some dark blue jeans and a jumper on. He had black curly hair that covered 1 of his blue eyes on and he hated most things he was always quite but he is not one to mess with. He was not strong but cunning and if anyone did anything to him they would ever get something taken away from them it could be a finger it could be some of there teeth or they could get a broken bone. He never know how this happened but he wasn't upset or pleased about it.

He was crossing the road and this massive truck was barging itself down the street knocking cars out the way and he thought "just one of these days." he didn't move he just stud there he closed his eyes and nothing happened. "what happened to the truck and where am I and what is that."

It was a massive machine with wires hanging out of it and it had a butten on it that said do you want to enter creative mode.

(this is the first time I have written a book or anything like that I am not that good at writing such brilliant words and If there are so mistakes you can always point them out and if you want me to put some fancy words in just say the sentence or part of it and put them in and I will edit the chapter put them in the comments I don't know where else you can put them I will probably be putting a new chapter every day idk how this works that thank you for reading and carry on reading it will get better as time goes on and when it says creative mode it is different then what you think)