Slipstream

[Reader discretion advised: There'll be usage of mature language. There's currently a weak amount of sensual scenes, and no gore yet: later in the story when I add more content.] Series: (Chronicling Bluest Realities) Hiding many unknown secrets beyond what the chaos eyes see... For what a false sense of safety, only leads to a false sense of happiness... That cannot be judge to the entities beyond. As we together are the one watching above as one of them, staring down upon those mortals wanting a change... Throughout one of many realities, depicted as one of many phantasies. Are solely letting them experience outside the box of unknown taboos... True-Synapsis: In an overly-developed cloudy dystopian world. Colton [Kyhireol] always dreams childish wonders upon a fantasy beyond. Always trying to find ways for himself to somehow enjoy his desiring emotions inside. Before deciding to test out another test with his friends that he wishes were real… In which, prepares a technical helmet created by his mother and helped by his father to do some functional testing again… Which creates his “neurological copy” into the cyberspace data network into the enchanting “New World.” Solely there to experience what he wished he experienced here now over anew. Letting many unknown factors slip throughout the slipstream of his vision. Because, a bright happy world he may see may bring new happy memories together with his friends and new friends… Forever? But there’s something inside him watching he fears - waiting for something to happen beyond. Because what creation brings, destruction comes after… For what history falls into a whirlpool of temporal repetition. Seeing only eyes, eyes staring down upon him from above the foggy clouds of the ȼīⱦɏ. Raining paint that splashes and spreads into multiple black puddles of unknown certainties. Looking at a reflection of the “New World'' being perceived as what lives on tainted… Or what story closes in his hands to follow a new story ahead from the tragedy upon infinity. Peeking through the spectrum of pressure and emotions away. Letting colorful tones bleed and change the feeling beyond the story's comprehension! Loosely letting the warm colors bring his soul a light while his friend’s antics are soothing alright. Tearing and ripping the walls beyond these fantasies. Traveling deeper, darker, and harsher into the abyss where it shall go. Cause nothing at heart, will stake along… Only reminding him the paper he has at hand, glaring through the portraits of unknown histories, arts, changes, and emotions—for what experience and reality beyond these “New Worlds” ahead…

The native planet where a multitude of people suffering from the consequences of overpopulation and forceful servitude on Earth migrated to Crystallia via gravitational slipstream between planets. It was believed that such a feat was impossible and that a normal human being would not be able to survive such an ordeal, but then one of the most unpredictable physical phenomena in the universe besides the power of God was gravity. The galaxy collision occurred during the era of the slave trade when the supersized galaxy known as Redromida collided with the Milky Way. Naturally, none of the elements touched as the scientists had suggested, but there were phenomenons that they failed to predict. One such occurrence was the impact of the planet Crystallia disturbing the orbit of the Earth. The result of such a proximity between Crystallia, which happened to be as large as the planet Jupiter and Earth was astronomical. The resulting earthquakes and disasters shattered the very concept of living for man, and then the gravitational pathways between the planets, which lasted for more than 2 and a half years, were established. The migration began after several who had made the journey by accident had returned with glad tidings of fertile land, greener pastures, and a safe heaven from the power of the Aro and other European slave traders. The migration lasted until the gravitational slipstream ended; by then, the slave traders had discovered the path, but by the time they made plans to pursue the merchandise, the gravitational link between Earth and Crystallia had come to an end. The majority of people who made the journey were from parts of West Africa, the central parts of Asia, the Red Indians of North America and a few from the northern parts of South America. They had barely settled into their new home when the planets natural immune system was triggered, the Ẹbọras emerged intending to end the branch of humanity that had the gall to make this planet their home. The struggle for survival began; man was able to harness the crystal mined from the planet to forge an energy source, they were able to till the land to produce food, and they built large walls to shelter themselves from the Ẹbọra. As man thrived, man also adapted to this new planet; exposure to this new crystal energy and air, which was not oxygen but breathable, caused a change in man’s biological constitution. The next generation had Evolved into something else. Thus, the story begins. Adewale was killed on the streets of modern-day Lagos in the country called Nigeria; for some reason, God decided that Adewale didn’t deserve death and reincarnated him in this new world called Crystallia. He is forced to grow up quickly because of the sad state of the society he was born into, a society where the rich prey upon the poor using them as stepping stones in achieving their selfish ambitions. As a child, Adewale was forcefully recruited into the military force of the Lagos Shelter, where he was forced to use his useless ability to pave a path towards success. Through the hardship of this world, he managed to gather trusted allies and embarked on a quest of his own to take control of the Lagos shelter and end corruption. What he didn’t count on was the fact that the heart of the greedy thinks only of staying the hunger of their greed and that greed will lead to war, savagery and destruction. Thus the exciting story of Adewale begins, with his closest companion that named itself Symbiot.