Omniscient in Hiding

I looked next to me, and a book was laid out on my desk. I got up to look at it; it was called [Memories of the Past].

I had never seen or heard of such a book. My mind went back to the days of a past that I cannot recall, but I feel as if my body is reacting to knowing such memories.

The phone next to me suddenly started to ring.

"Man, you need to turn on the TV this instant or you're going to miss something huge."

"Uh..okay?" I replied while being filled with curiosity and confusion at this sudden call.

I turned on the TV, and the next thing I knew 

"Breaking news.  "There have been reports from all over the world that these things that look like a "tower of hell" to some have suddenly appeared and are causing damage to all regions."

is what the news reporter had said in an unstable, shaky, nervous tone of voice before I turned it off.

I picked up the phone, which still had service."Yo, what the fuck did I just watch?"I said this while panicking all over the place, looking out of the windows, and walking around endlessly, as if in a loop. 

"I have no fucking idea, but if that's what the news reporter has said, doesn't this make the "end of the world" thing we talked about as kids a real thing?" My friend James Levine said it in a shaky, emotional, and panicky tone.

"Man, what the fuck should we do?"

As I was attempting to say the last few words, the phone shut down and all connection was lost. after a few seconds? a few minutes? I'm not quite sure how much time had passed when I suddenly looked up from having my head looking down at the floor in a confused gaze. That's when I saw it—the thing that made me unlock my door and run outside as quickly as possible. 

[Welcome, player "Cain Ravens." Please select a class below while we are loading your stats; this could take up to 32 days.]

My eyes widened as far as they could once I saw that message.

"What the hell is this? A hologram?" 

is what I thought at first, but I soon realized that it was not a hologram. This is the "New Reality" of this world we call "Earth."

I then looked up at the sky as it was, as if it were "falling in from a broken ceiling." It was a beautiful view, yet it had this kind of feeling that you knew deep down would be the last thing you would see before all hope was lost. People called it the "Tower of Hell," others called it the "New World Era", and myself? I called it ####.

"W-what the hell is that?" ...  I said this while still staring up at it.

After a few moments of gazing at it, I slapped myself a bit.

"No, wait.  I need information. I need knowledge, and as much knowledge as possible." I said while still trying to calm myself down, but I knew at the very least if I didn't calm down in that moment at least a little, on the first day of the "Hell Towers Appearance," I surely wouldn't survive to see the next sun rise.