On that day, the sky darkened, time froze, the whole world came to a standstill.
As if forgotten by the universe itself, only I could move in this frozen world, the first year, I was inhabited by fear, the tenth year I began to get bored, the hundredth year I wanted to die.
A thousand years later, time began to run out and thus began a galactic war that plunged humanity into the depths of despair.
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