Different Worlds: The Chosen

Prologue

A/N:

This story is the former 'Who Should I Choose' that has been published in my different account @larryziamiall. I'll re-publishing this story in this account. And this story undergo with major revision so expect major changes.

I'll hope you'll like this guys!

Reminder:

This is work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

No part of this story will be REPRODUCED, DISTRIBUTED or TRANSMITED without the author's consent. PLAGIARISM is a CRIME.

And this story contains a lot of cursing and bad words.

Read at your own risk.
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Prologue

I felt it.

As I woke up at 12 am of July 31st. I felt something in me changed.

I thought it was just a dream.

Or I hope it was.

I felt something warm against my neck, my wrist, my hipbone and in my ribcage.

It feels like it's burning.

I opened my mouth to scream but there's no voice coming out of my mouth.

'Help me! Please! It hurts!'

Those are the words I wanted to scream as I curled myself in pain.

Am I gonna die? Is this my end? Why does it have to be painful.

I closed my eyes as I accept my painful 'death'.

My eyes were barely close when I saw a figure looming over me. My vision were blurry and I can't see who it is.

I wanted to ask who he/she is but my eyes can't take it anymore. Before I fully close my eyes I heard her/him speak.

"It's time."