Epilogue of the Prelude
Huff ! --
huff!-
Huff!-
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I am going to die !
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Huff ! -
huff! -
female voice-
"Save me! veron !
VERON!!!
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" Does it matter?
"I do not fear death, I fear the consequences of my death"
huff !-
Huff !-
finally my legs of pair gave away, oh I can't even think properly now ! I fell down, crawled and leaned by a wall that was supposed to be a building.
I looked at horizon and could see my end approaching, not metaphorically but in the most obscene, hideous way.
I looked at my watch the Rolex which I had stolen during my Europe refuge and it was quarter past 3.
couldn't have guessed that in a million years.
I crawled to find myself another place to lean to, I had given up.
There is no place safe of the hideous and grotesque anomaly of nature and I am tired of running away. In the end I would like to remember what went wrong, regret and hope for some sort of miracle, those that happen in novels and movies where I may reincarnate to stop this destruction of human-no the life as we know on earth.
It was 2025- do not remember the exact date but it sure as hell was july
coronavirus epidemic had ended with it being included in common cold disease.
Mars probe was in news and Ukraine war had ended in favor of peace.
I remember it was the17 July to mid-august meteor shower- the perseid meteor shower time.
and that was the dawn of apocalypse.
A slightly out of norm sized meteor had dropped on a poor mans home on earth- he died.
The scientist of NASA took the meteor in the name of possible radioactive danger and after a period of half year it was announced to be safe and placed in museum of astronomy in India(they bought it) as it was said to have little to no scientific value, given it comprised of what composition the earth had, becoming not so uncommon in the eyes of public. Even if that was not true, against public opinion, science held little value, given the man who died was an Anglo-Indian millionaire
philanthropist.
Even today I wonder why could someone not ponder for a moment of the 6 months while it was researched that how it could have no sign of burning even after being subjugated to earth's atmosphere.
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My phone rang- nobody called as nobody could.
I glanced
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🎵 I'm living in that 21st century
Doing something mean to it
Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it🎵
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It was an alarm.
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🎵Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it
I guess every superhero need his theme music🎵
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I had given up and accepted a not so peaceful death, but I knew I could not give in. Today I may die, but not pathetically.
Maybe if someone- a companion was here with me I would have given up, but when I am alone I can't-I just can't.
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🎵No one man should have all that power
The clock's ticking, I just count the hours
Stop tripping, I'm tripping off the power
(21st-century schizoid man)🎵
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because there is only one person I cant disappoint, I can't disappoint myself.
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I picked up the blade stabbed it into my nokia and leaned on it to stand up.
"fxking 8th grade syndrome in my thirties.
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I took wide open offensive stance.
someone once said "Fuck the fears in ass without lubrication without hesitation"
and today I am going to act on it
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first neck sliced horizontally--
second neck grabbed and crushed --
third double slice through neck--
fourth vertical stab into head--
fifth stab in nape, blade lost--
sixth stab in forehead, blade forfeited--
seventh jumped over and neck pulled out of body, hatched equipped --
--scratch from nail at wrist
"Ah there goes my chance of retreat"
eighth ninth tenth neck sliced horizontally-- ----
eleventh neck grabbed in armpit and crushed--
twelfth head crushed by fist--
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twenty-third body sliced vertically --
--neck bitten self stab while cutting into head through the zombies mouth--
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forty-ninth sliced though cheek to up--
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eighty-second skull crushed or what remained of skull --
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--bite into archilles tendon hatchet stabbed horizontally into head of one hundred and forty-fifty--
" ha -
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ha!~
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ha ha ha ! I never like the weapon ha!- fists are the best !ha ~
you look at that ha cough ! cough ! I am the god ! I am the hero I am ... not tired ..
shut the fuck up you two hundredth and twelfth ,let me have a moment with myself"
no part of Veron's body was covered or unpainted, painted in the color of royal red.
but the smile stayed without flinching , wavering every second asking for reward, apology, anything.
what remain was utmost silence as his heart had stopped beating still and later feasted by the guests.
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"Dusk dawns and with it we remains
" with no faith we do not
" with this us all gods of earth unite and with what remains of us, water the last sprout of earth.
"I the Allfather-
"I Shiva the destroyer
"I Zeus godking
" do hereby, with what remains transfer my existence to the last soul on the dying Gaia, mother earth to live as I failed to protect from the pantheon of outer gods.!!!