My right hand is so amazing that it can make any inanimate objects come to life. Crazy, right? Do you think I’m god? Nah, I'm just a freshman in college with all his problems. However, my brother sucks. He's a selfish prick who wants to see the world burn. Looks like I have to use my power to stop him. That must be really sucks. By the way, my name is Evan. I'm an alien from a planet called Xionezsoqiuvenoririrexunaxiantiqinoverizovadusuruxivurunzezex. Being an alien is also sucks.
Olivia was still ducking in the bushes, waiting for the others to return, hiding in case someone attacked her. However, she actually wasn't sure anyone would attack her. She already felt that she had no close people. The feelings for someone in her heart have also been buried tightly.
She didn't want to be close to people because she used to be able to see their future.
Now, that predictive power had been wiped out, and now it made her feel useless. She couldn't help the others at all. She was just a burden, and it bothered her a lot. The girl also felt that she was no longer a threat to Griovante. So, why was he also in this imaginary world?
"Hey, you're pooping, huh?"
Those words made Olivia flinch and look back. "Evan! You startled me!"