There are flashing lights in the skies. The mist blurred my vision. I can hear him, gasping for breath. He needed help. I am footsteps, away from him. No one can predict this will happen. His former, his excellency Regerry Reginald. Once, he was worshiped like a god. But now, I am hunting him like prey. In the past, how noble he is, every time he is speaking with his people. But now, he is crawling on his feet. Trying everything, to get away from me. As I come closer. I can see his oxygen mask, on the red line. He is losing his supply. With only ten percent left. Surely he cannot make it. His people are waiting for his head. The former chief minister of Atheos. The group of most intelligent members of the thinker. Thinkers- the learned ones, the masters. The doer- the slaves. Almost thousands of years are already passed. Since humans decided to conquer the universe. They travel out, into the cosmos. Seeking adventure, dreaming always for the best. We are here on the moon. It se
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