I was born into a battle field, there were thousands. I didn't know where I was but all i could see were other white worms all rushing at the speed on light down a strange tunnel. Then I saw it. The prized possession. I didn't know what it was at the time but i knew I needed it and i needed it now. I was desperate. I swam face first into the most magnificent creation, thrusting with all my power. I could feel this rush inside of me telling me to keep on going and trying my absolute hardest to breach. I made it, I was in.

I won the battle. It was over. But did i really win? All of my brothers. All of the millions who had fallen. None of them made it out alive. I was the last. All the thoughts overloaded my head. All my primary senses started to fade loosing the power to stay awake...

9 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴 1 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 2 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 5 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 23 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 41 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳...

I regained consciousness after what felt like an eternity. Where was I? I didn't know but it felt really warm and comforting almost as if I was in heaven, was i dead? I knew I couldn't be dead as I would be surrounded by the millions of fallen brothers that I had lost. All was fine. Until everything started shaking. Was I about to die for real this time? I was so confused and scared not knowing if this was my end or my beginning. I felt these warm firm strange objects pulling on my lower-half. Scared for my life I started resisting this foreign foe. I couldn't resist anymore. I was pulled out and hit by a ray or what they call light, blinding me...