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The Lone Star's Epilogue

Suffering is the instrument of existence, and sin is the melody of life. Now, negative karma is spreading throughout the Omniverse. To bring karma into balance in the cosmos, divine judgment must be bestowed upon every civilization within the Divine Omnistream. In an Omniverse where divine judgment is a lie, thirteen rebels rewrite their fate across time—before the Archons erase them forever. On the planet Tellus, divine judgment was delivered in SE 20 of Humanity's Space Era calendar following a series of devastating attacks by a mysterious terrorist organization that spread chaos across the planet. They orchestrated a survival game, forcing people to participate in senseless killings that fueled negative karma and sparked a war similar to the one between androids and humanity 90 years ago. Einsamer Stern is an 18-year-old high school student and orphan who has undergone backlash all of his life because his appearance is similar to that of an android, the enemy of humanity. The young protagonist must struggle to come out on top in the constant battle against intergalactic threats and earthly foes. But he soon learns that this happens to be the least of his concerns as the truth about his identity and the history of mankind slowly unravels, with the arrival of divine judgment on his planet. Initially driven by the simple desire to survive, Einsamer Stern's purpose evolved into a loftier ideal: "To cleanse humanity of sin and suffering." Will he achieve his ultimate selfless purpose or pursue his own ideal of absolute freedom instead? @ALL RIGHT RESERVED @VISAL_WORD_SMITH
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The Dawson Reports

Before I sit down and spend countless hours of my time writing this, I want to preface it by saying: this is all pointless. This whole report seems a little unnecessary, I mean I lived it all once, I don’t really want to have to live it again. I guess I owe them all though, don’t I. The office asked me to write this piece and I suppose they were bargaining for the angle of disbelief, a story so erratic and irregular in nature that no one could get their head around it. The whole thing barely makes sense to me in places and I had the privilege of witnessing it all first hand. This work will not only lose me my job, but will dash any work I write in the future through the mud and destroy my name and credibility as a reporter. They know this, they want me off their hands because they think I’m insane. Quite truthfully I don’t blame them I would have read a piece like this back in the day and laughed – Dawson’s finally gone nuts they’ll say – it was only a matter of time. The pressure, it must have finally got to him. The pressure never got to me, I was cool headed and down to earth throughout my entire experience. You want proof of that? I’m standing here in front of you alive and well. That’s all the proof you’ll ever need, and also all you’ll ever get, because this case isn’t going to be one of those long unsolved mysteries that goes down in the ages. No, no, no this case will be one of the ones laid to rest in the archive where the other graves of stories milked to their final usage go. This whole tale is too far fetched to grasp any serious public interest and therefore wont survive. As for me, well if I don’t end up in a psych ward then I’ll be considered lucky. Poor ol’ Dawson, old before his time, at least I get to grow old. If you take the time to read this I thank you, maybe putting it down into words one last time will help me finally make some sense of it. If you’re thinking I’m crazy I’m not – trust me on that one. That being said, it’s all a bit futile really – not as if anyone will believe me anyway.
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