The Path Unknown: The Journey of The Keeper...
Isaac celebrated his 18th birthday in the dark suburban shelter for boys all by himself. He didn't care with the fact that his birthday was not celebrated; it has always been that way. All he knew that it was just another normal "Isaac" day - getting up the next day to go to the community college a few blocks away, study in the library and line up at the shelter for food and, if he was lucky, a room for the night. He considered himself a lucky homeless though deep down inside a voice kept telling him that he was supposed to cater to something greater. To that, he wiped off the tears on his cheeks as he hugged his knees tightly to his chest.
At the exact instance, in a continent across the treacherous sea, a hidden city of a secret society witnessed a miracle. The statues of a woman holding a jar that scattered all around the city, humongous and minute, shook as if an earthquake was tearing the hidden realm apart. It was a sign that a new power had risen from its eternal sleep. The congregation who protected its secrets was called into the grand hall to discuss the matter and before long, the all-seers vanished into thin air searching for the source of the millennial event, The Keeper had been named by a god in Mount Olympus.
Isaac fell asleep with his tears drying on its own knowing nothing that he was being hunted.
Will he survive the secret society? Or, will he resume his mortal life. Less that he knew, he had made his decision unconsciously that would change his entire life by stepping into The Path Unknown.