note : this novel is about Greece myth .... i am not an atheist
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(complete darkness) ... a man open his eyes in the dark ,, start to talk
(breathing hard) .. my name is roben .. i am here to delever a msg from a god ..
six monthes ago .. i was visiting Greece cities ,
it was an awesome tour .. in athena .. i pass by a homeless man .... he was holding a book in his hands ..the man was increadble old and the smell of the streats ful him .. his eyes was gray ..his clothes was nothing but an used worthless jaket .. that cover him to his knees nothing more .. but the book was older than he is .. i ignore him .. and contenue my tour in the city .. suddnly .. the man start to scream .. i look his way and i find him strugling and crewling on the ground trying to breath .. as i doctor .. i run to save him .. i laid the man on his back .. i tried every thing .. but he was gone ... i look at the group of tourests that i was with .. they was walking there way as nothing happiend to the man .... so i decide to follow them bef they disappear .. as i pack my things .. i give the old man one last sad look .. he was holding to that book till the end .. all my thought as a human - in a journy - was to explore .. so i move closer to dead man again .. i remove his hands from the book .. and my hand reach to the book .. it was a strange feeling .. i feel like i aged a milion year .. i feel the power in my hand .. i took the book .. the ppl of athena was looking at me .. i run as fast i could to reach the group ...i open my bag ,, and put it in .. my heart beating was high .. it wasnt cuz of the running .. i was afraid
when i return to uk .. the book was still with me in the bag ..
but i was afraid of it .. i open the bag in the desk .. and slip the bag so the book get out to the desk ..
there was nothing writen on the book cover.. no painting .. only old green leather ..
days passed .. and every day i try to open the book .. but i didnt cuz of my fears ...every time i look at the book .. i remmber the old man .. his death .. his eyes .. i was afraid that this book will curse me .. but as i human .. it was killing me to read what is inside the book
after a month .. of trying to ignore the book .. ignore the desk .. ignoring the whole room ..i deside to open that book and read it .. i turn the cover
page 1 ...
my name is .. Kratos
i write this book to remain my legacy unforgetten .. the one who hold this book will be blessed and will be rewarded as long as he protect it ... and let the world know about it
END of Chapter 1