I know a secret place wherein everything is possible.
There are floating mountains on top of marvelous sky lines.
There are majestic waterfalls, but instead, colorful rainbow flows in it.
There are good elves that ride brave butterflies, and there are horrible mutants, half wolf, half human.
There is a 100-year clash between those two. Usually, the Elves dominate the mountain top, whilst Mutants are dominant in the forest part of the vast land.
I, an observer who stumbled upon this world was destined to save their world.
They said I was written in the prophecies. I would be the Golden King, the king of all kingdoms.
All I remember on earth, I was eating my lunch under a giant old tree.
I remembered someone calling my name in a very playful voice.
I searched around the area, but nothing was there.
It was a rainy, dark day. The usual, still lonely me accompanied by myself.
I still believe to this day that I’m classified missing back there.
But now, I’m here, the king of their land, will give the truth and freedom to end the 100-year war!
I am the prophecy, and will give peace back to my wonderful kingdom!
But then, suddenly I woke up, I looked at my watch, 12:45, almost late for my class!
