Now we declare to initiate change, and it shall be so

At that moment, Kyle didn't understand what was happening. He honestly expected the impact of the huge wave to kill him instantly, but it did not. 

He just felt a big blow that swept him away. At that moment, he blacked out, who knows for how long, but he woke up again. 

He felt no pain or anything like that. He thought he might have died, but even though everything was blurry and chaotic, he was definitely still alive. 

"I don't understand anything... Where am I?" he mumbled to himself, confused. Every now and then, he bumped into something, but he felt no pain. Maybe his body was numb from being so mangled. 

'This is a dream, isn't it? It can't be real...', he said to himself, but it had been a long time. Although everything was still in chaos and he could barely make out what was up or down, he definitely noticed that there was something strange. 

First, he would have had to have drowned a long time ago. Second, there was no way he hadn't died from the impact of the wave that destroyed the tent. 

 If he had been lucky enough to survive, he would have been hit by something and died instantly, as the objects were moving with great speed and inertia. 

 It was all very strange and illogical; for someone like him, who used to be a realist and skeptic, it was impossible. But the reality was in front of his eyes. 

'This is crazy...', he thought as he was carried away by the immense current. 

There were multiple thoughts in his head, and one began to take on a little strength, even though he didn't want to believe it. 

'No, it can't be... It's a silly thought that doesn't even deserve to be considered'. So he decided to ignore it, because if that crazy, nonsensical thought was reality.... 

"No, stop thinking nonsense!' Oh, wait... can I talk underwater?" 

He had talked about it before, but it was only now that he reacted to how the situation was even possible, and it was only becoming strange. 

 'What if it's a dream!' 

Kyle suddenly came to a conclusion: if everything seemed so chaotic and unreal, it couldn't be anything but a dream. 

 'Silly me, I should have thought of that before,' he said to himself. From there he tried different ways to wake up from this weird deep sleep, but nothing seemed to work. 

 Unfortunately for Kyle, this was definitely not a dream, it was reality. After trying for a long time to "wake up" and failing miserably, he had no choice but to accept the reality in front of him, Kyle helplessly continued to be dragged along, suffering no harm or pain. 

... 

.. 

. 

Finally, after who knows how long, he began to lose a little speed, or rather, he finally broke free from the inertia of the wave that was dragging him. He didn't know if he was done or just lucky enough to get out of it. 

 He looked around, and all he could see was water and various things lying and scattered all over the place: trees, houses, buildings, cars and so on, plunged in darkness, with barely a few rays of sunlight peeking through, he didn't even think about how he could see clearly anymore, under the water. 

"Do you expect sunlight...?", 

Kyle thought there was no need to stay underwater, even though he seemed to be able to survive from 

 "Yes, I can surface." So he started swimming upward. It didn't seem to be that deep; he just had to swim a little, that was all. if that's the way it should have been. 

"...." 

But he couldn't. He felt like something was keeping him from surfacing. It was like a strange gravity; it was the same feeling as looking up at the sky and wanting to fly. 

If you jumped, you could get only a few feet high , and that would be it before gravity brought you to the ground. 

What he felt was sensation: he felt that, if he gained momentum, he could reach the surface, but something was dragging him down like gravity drags you to the ground after you jump. 

It was a kind of new law that didn't allow him to simply get out, just as he wasn't allowed to simply fly, antas. 

"What the hell is going on?" he wondered, fighting for his life. He had been struggling for a long time and his breathing was labored. 

"I can't die like this... Not without a fight," he kept saying to himself as he continued his struggle, but finally, again faced with the cruel reality, he had to accept again that he couldn't do it, it was simply impossible. 

He seemed to be living under new rules now. This was reality, and he had to accept it. 

Without further ado, he looked around and noticed that there were some people around him and in the distance. 

As instinctively, they began to gather in a larger group in the face of the strange situation. Basic human instincts led them to group together, even when they didn't understand what was going on. The feeling of not being alone was a relief in this confusing situation. 

Some, like him, seemed to want to surface, but could not. In the end, he too had no choice but to go and see the situation where they began to gather. 

The feeling of oppression was growing stronger in him, and he felt that he definitely knew this scenario, although it did not seem entirely safe. 

 Slowly but surely, all the humans in the vicinity were different ages and sexes, from children to the elderly. The latter seemed mostly not to know how to swim; at those ages, it's hard. Well regardless of age some other people appreciate having trouble swimming. 

 After all, swimming is only a hobby for humans, not a necessity, and few can do it. In fact, Kyle barely knew how to swim decently. 

As he arrived, he heard what sounded like an older man organizing and dispersing the chaos, of many panicked people and crying children, for his mother. 

"Everyone, calm down! I'm a retired firefighter. I know the situation is confusing, but panic and desperation won't help," the man said in a firm voice, trying to impose some order. 

Kyle, while thinking it was a good idea to listen to the man, suddenly saw something bright in his field of vision. Among so much rubble and chaos, there was a glint that seemed to call out to him. 

The feeling of oppression and fear was getting stronger and stronger, so he decided to ignore the people gathering and swam towards that little glow. 

Maybe it was the only thing that would pay attention to him in this insignificant situation, but he had to know. He had to prove that it was definitely not what he was thinking it was a glow of something common, he had to shake off this oppression due to doubt , because if that thought was real, not surfacing would be his least concern. 

"no,no,it must not be that...no damn it." 

When he reached the place of the glow, a shiver ran through his body and the hairs on his skin stood up under the water. In front of him was a wooden chest whose latch place emitted the glow, Even if there wasn't enough sun to reflect it. 

 It didn't look strange. One might think that some person had one and that the water had washed it there. But Kyle was almost convinced that wasn't it. 

With trembling hands, he slowly reached over to open it. There was still a small chance that it was a coincidence. 

Even Kyle, who tended to accept things easily and didn't flinch, even in the face of death, felt this scared and refused to accept what was in front of him. 

That situation in his mind was even more unacceptable to him than his inevitable death before. 

Just as he was about to find out if his fear was real, suddenly, he heard a voice. It was strange; he didn't know if he heard it through his ears or directly in his head. But what was important was what the voice said. 

[Here begins a new era. We declare the worlds to be united, and so it was done. We declare the end of stagnation, and it is done. We declare all to be equal, and it is done. Now we declare to initiate change, and it shall be so]. 

'fuck, you've got to be kidding me'.