wrote this for English, and am completely proud of my self for going under the maximum word limit; but i wish to rewrite this story again at a later date so it's to my liking, and my style of over description. this short story of 795 words, is about a cyborg, 500 years away from this present. where he is killed early on in his life, and from a world of discrimination that is towards him. he is given the chance to create a perfect world, a Utopia, as you may call it; but sadly once he has finished his plan of doing so, he is sucked out of that dream, and given an eternal chance to reality again. going off the given prompt "reaching the destination is not the end of the journey". i do hope you enjoy, it is one of my better pieces of work, and hopefully soon to be more worked on pieces of work.