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THE LOST ÉDEN

What would you do if you were the last Christian on earth? David Heringer, son of two renowned pastors, grew up surrounded by all the affection and attention of his parents, in the same way that he grew up under the shadow of the tragedy of his brother's death, which he never managed to overcome, thus abandoning his faith and finding in music and in the love that only the beautiful and talented writer Ivy Johnson, daughter of the most powerful and richest man in the world could give. After marrying Ivy, David skyrocketed in his music career, reaching the highest possible rank of stardom, winning numerous awards and on the day he would be the best of his entire life, tragedy took his wife's life forcing her facing a new reality, a world where there is no love a thousand years in the future, the future that his father-in-law, William Johnson designed. With the creation of the Omega Virus, deadly to almost all human beings, William Johnson wants to create a world in his own way, a world where only the chosen will survive, two thirds of humanity will be decimated and the way we live will never be the same. . With a turn of events, not even the President of the United States of America, Jennie Heringer-Wilkinson will be able to change the future that David wakes up a thousand years in the future. The reality we all know can change from one hour to the next, and the world as we know it will never be the same, it is not the beginning of the end, just a new beginning for all humanity.

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CHAPTER 59

CHAPTER 59

DAVID HERINGER

DAVID DROVE FROM THE PLANE and looked at the ruins of the great city that was once ruled by someone who had his name...

David...

Coincidence or not, it was known to be The City of David and was now his city.

Ivy hugged him from behind and said:

— I'm so proud of everything you've done.

David knelt down and kissed her belly.

— I didn't do anything, we did, and I believe that this child you carry in your womb is the greatest proof of that.

Ivy helped him to his feet:

— Let's live together until the end.

— Then let there be no end.

They kissed and suddenly they heard the gunshot and an animal resembling some very strange feline was dead beside them.

— We're in a dangerous zone, gentlemen, we need to clean up the city first before we bring people to live here.

David looked at the animal and nodded.

— It's a good thing I brought you here, Ralph.

He nodded:

— As long as you pay me well, it will always be an honor to protect you, David.

DESPITE THE LARGE NUMBER of wild animals that inhabited the place, there was no incident for the restoration of Jerusalem, they installed sonic devices that kept the animals away.

The city was in good condition, and with the large capital David had, it was easy to modernize, and by paying the people well, there was great demand.

DAVID WAS IN HIS OFFICE, when a tall man came up to him and said:

— Good afternoon, Mr. Heringer, I represent the NOM

— Sit down, sir...

— Briant... Ken Briant.

— What is OWL trying to talk about?

— You know that only seven capitals exist in the world, and an eighth cultural capital and another vacation colony in the former South America, more specifically, in Rio de Janeiro.

— Yes, I am aware and up to date on your world.

— And they all follow the rules of OWL such as education, housing laws, television, labor rights...

David interrupted him:

— Mr Briant, where are you going?

— We want to make sure you follow the rules.

— Is there anything you guys literally forbid me to do?

— The seven cities follow one in particular, of not getting involved with the small towns that survived and follow their own laws, the savages as we call them.

— You mean there are other cities besides the Seven Capitals?

— Of course, you don't...

— Of course he didn't — Norman Brady interjected.

— Why are you here?

— Prevent him from making new mistakes.

— For example?

— For example, to create a new capital from which you will have nothing to add to the others, each Capital has a great responsibility to humanity, and in this case, you only have money, nothing more.

— So, Mr. Heringer, what will you offer humanity in exchange for trade deals?

— In the end, does it all come down to the seven-a-side club?

— Changing into kids, yes — Briant said.

— So, Brady, what do you recommend, since you've come all this way to annoy me?

Norman Brady smiled.

— There is something we can do exactly in the exception.

— Be more specific — David said effusively.

— Well, since you're not so up to date — David made a face of few friends, but Brady continued — there are several underdeveloped cities around the planet, almost tribes, with their native language and their backward traditions, the government from time to time launches the VO for that there will be no more contamination of any kind over the Seven Capitals of the NWO, whether they like it or not, the New World Order is extremely interested in their interests falling over the entire world, and bridging all human beings is their greatest ambition.

— From what I understand, every now and then one of these tribes manages to escape and infiltrate society.

— Couldn't have summed it up better, an example is his protégés, Eva and Adam… so why Salem doesn't become the transitional capital of these tribes, let's say, sifting through the people who will socialize with us.

— Impossible — my boss will never agree to that.

— Why not? — Said an extremely well— aligned man as he entered the meeting room, he was without a doubt the most handsome confident, charismatic and elegant man David had ever seen.

— To whom do I owe the honor of presence? — David said solicitous for the captivating presence of the intruder.

— My boss — Ken Briant said, — Karl Carmington Johnson.

— Oh! So the Johnson's are here too? — He turned to Ivy and said in an apologetic tone — you understand what I mean, don't you dear?

She smiled kindly.

— I believe you had some inconveniences with some of my ancestors, David, I can call you that, can't I? — David nodded without showing concern for that useless detail — but I want it to be very clear that all this is in the past, my only interest is only in the future of humanity.

— I'm sure you do, after all, the ends justify the means, don't you?

— I would say that the middle is justified by the beginning, the end is far from reaching us for now, but… you will have a lot of work if you want to be accepted by us.

— What if I don't want to be accepted?

— Have you ever heard that expression: Who is not for us is against us... — so, in our world that's exactly the way things work, you can simplify and solve a problem we don't have the slightest interest in and stop making efforts in sending planes and returning these little people to their true homes, killing them, or we can simply use them to do something useful for the whole society, which in my opinion is the ideal time for that to happen.

Norman intervened.

— I really believe it's a good opportunity to make this bridge, David, you're the right person for this, let's say you have the humanity they need to welcome them into our social bosom, OWL doesn't give a damn about savages, but I know you would have the sense to do it.

David leaned his head back in his chair thoughtfully.

— Honestly, honey — Ivy said helpfully — it's a way we can help other people, we need the manpower to build a city, we need the technology they have and we also need a purpose here, this is their world, we we still have to adapt to many things, and why not adapt by helping other people who also want to be part of this world?

David got up and came face-to-face with Karl.

— Where I come from, my word is worth a lot, I hope yours is worth something.

Karl held out his hand.

— I believe we will do great business together, David, we are the richest men in the world, so we have something in common, besides the fact that we want to leave a legacy for the future, I think a thousand years were enough to prepare humanity for the real future, who knows, maybe a thousand years from now, they will celebrate some party in our honor.