Orion's Rise: From Zero to Hero in Two Worlds

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Orion's Rise: From Zero to Hero in Two Worlds

Urbanlast updateLast Updated : 2025-01-19

By:  Arylnn EastOngoing

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Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

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    Chapter 1

    First period hadn't even started, and the hallway was already a mess. Kids rushed around like they owned the place, backpacks swinging, phones out - you know how it goes. The usual Monday morning chaos at Winston High. I was hanging by the water fountain, zoning out at the floor tiles. They made this weird zigzag pattern if you stared long enough. The janitor had just finished mopping, and the wet floor caught the harsh glare of the fluorescent lights above. "Seriously? You're wearing that?" I didn't have to look up. Jared's voice had this way of slicing through all the noise. The bonehead was born with a megaphone in his throat. And yeah, he was definitely talking to me. I kept walking, eyes glued to those tiles. One foot after another. Don't look up. Don't give him the satisfaction. Maybe if I just kept moving, he'd find someone else to torture. "Hey, Sergio." His footsteps got closer, voice rising. "I'm talking to you. What, are you deaf or just stupid?" The words tumbled o

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    Chapter 1
    First period hadn't even started, and the hallway was already a mess. Kids rushed around like they owned the place, backpacks swinging, phones out - you know how it goes. The usual Monday morning chaos at Winston High. I was hanging by the water fountain, zoning out at the floor tiles. They made this weird zigzag pattern if you stared long enough. The janitor had just finished mopping, and the wet floor caught the harsh glare of the fluorescent lights above. "Seriously? You're wearing that?" I didn't have to look up. Jared's voice had this way of slicing through all the noise. The bonehead was born with a megaphone in his throat. And yeah, he was definitely talking to me. I kept walking, eyes glued to those tiles. One foot after another. Don't look up. Don't give him the satisfaction. Maybe if I just kept moving, he'd find someone else to torture. "Hey, Sergio." His footsteps got closer, voice rising. "I'm talking to you. What, are you deaf or just stupid?" The words tumbled o
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    Chapter 2
    The library steps were always empty this time of day. Everyone was either gone home or at practice, leaving this corner of campus quiet enough to hear the rustle of leaves scraping against concrete. Emily sat there alone, knees pulled up to her chest, her shadow stretching long across the stairs as the sun dipped behind her. I'd been standing at the bottom of those steps for a good minute, just watching her. The text she'd sent after school had been unexpected: "Can we talk? Library steps after class." Part of me had wanted to ignore it. After what happened yesterday? I wasn't exactly in the mood for conversation. My sketchbook was still laid out page by page across my bedroom floor, trying to dry out. Some of the drawings might be salvageable, but most were just warped paper with bleeding ink - a month's worth of work destroyed in about thirty seconds. "I didn't think... you would actually show up." Her voice was soft, uncertain. Different from her usual confident tone in the hall
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    Chapter 3
    I used to count the squeaks my sneakers made on the linoleum floor. Used to think if I could predict the pattern—*squeak-squish-squeak*—maybe I could control other things too. Stupid, right? But that's what happens when your brain's always trying to find ways to make sense of things that don't. "Still breathin' or what?" My fingers froze on the locker dial, muscle memory scattered like startled birds. Jared. Always Jared. The mint from his gum reached me before his shadow did, that artificial wintergreen that made my stomach curl. *Just keep sorting books just keep quiet just—* "Yo, freak-show. Asked you something." A laugh rippled behind him—Chris probably, or Ryan. They all blurred together these days, background static in the endless noise of my life. My hands were so slick with sweat that the dial slipped again. The numbers swam together, black marks that could've been anything. "Bruh, look at him. Man's actually shaking—" "Nah for real though, you see his hands?" The whisp
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    Chapter 4
    The worst part isn't the fear. It's how normal this feels. "Well, look who it is." Jared's voice carries down the hallway, and my stomach does that thing where it tries to crawl up into my throat. I keep walking. Maybe if I make it to English class... but no. His footsteps are already getting closer. That familiar rhythm of expensive sneakers on linoleum. Don't look up. Don't look up. Don't look- "Didn't I tell you not to look at me, Sergio?" Shit. Must've glanced up without thinking. Stupid. Stupid stupid stupid. Now he's got a reason. I stare at my shoes instead. They're falling apart at the seams - probably why Derek called them 'homeless chic' last week. The whole cafeteria laughed. Even Mr. Peterson smirked, pretending he was coughing into his hand. Someone shoves my shoulder. Not Jared - one of his friends. The impact sends me stumbling back until I hit the wall. Cold brick bites through my thin t-shirt. Always the same spot. I wonder if there's a permanent impressi
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    Chapter 5
    I should have known they'd find me again. The worst part is, I did know. Deep down. That's why my hands have been shaking all day, why my stomach's been doing backflips since lunch. Why I kept checking around corners like some paranoid freak. *Just get to the bus. Five more minutes. Four more minutes. Three more-* "There he is." My whole body freezes. That voice. Different now - harder, colder. The fake friendliness stripped away. I'd almost prefer the old Jared, the one who pretended this was all just a game. Almost. Don't turn around. Don't turn- but my body betrays me, pivoting like I'm on strings. And there they are. Not just Jared this time. Six guys. Maybe seven. All with that same look in their eyes. *They're scared of you now*, a voice whispers in my head. But that just makes it worse. Because scared people do stupid things. Desperate things. "Think you're pretty clever, huh?" Jared's voice echoes down the empty hallway. Where is everyone? There should be kids leaving, t
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    Chapter 6
    Everything was dark. No, not dark. Empty. The kind of nothing that makes you question if your eyes are even open. The kind that makes you wonder if you still have eyes at all. *Am I dead?* The thought drifted through my mind, strangely calm. Detached. Maybe this was what shock felt like. The calm before the reality of everything hit you. "You're awake. Finally." The voice wasn't mine. Wasn't anyone's, really. It was more of a thought than a sound - clear in my head but impossible to place. Not male, not female. Just... present. My stomach lurched as the memories crashed back. The hallway. Jared. The power surging out of control. The interface flashing red warnings I couldn't understand. The alley... "Who-" I hesitated. Did I even have a voice here? "Who are you?" "I am your Guide." The voice-that-wasn't-a-voice remained steady. Calm. Like this was totally normal. Like materializing in someone's head after they've had some kind of supernatural meltdown was just another Tuesday.
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    Chapter 7
    I didn't want to be the voice of reason. Not today. But watching Ben march toward those glass doors with his shoulders squared and chin up, I could already feel the secondhand embarrassment creeping in. "This isn't going to work," I muttered, trailing behind him like a shadow. The slouch I'd been trying to fix all semester came back automatically, my body's natural defense against attention. Ben adjusted his glasses, catching the afternoon sun. The ginger hair he refused to cut made him look even younger than seventeen, but try telling him that. "It's going to work," he said, with the kind of confidence that usually preceded disaster. "You just have to act like you belong." "In the eighteen-plus section?" "They can't card us for energy drinks. That's not even a real law." "Then why'd they make a separate section?" He waved off my logic like it was an annoying fly. "Corporate nonsense. Come on." The automatic doors slid open with a hiss that felt way too loud. My heart was alre
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    Chapter 8
    The phone's constant buzzing had become white noise by now. As meaningless as the patterns I'd been tracing in the textured ceiling since midnight. The sun was rising, whether I was ready for it or not. The interface flickered every few minutes, numbers shifting in my peripheral vision. Monitoring. Always monitoring. Another buzz. Ben hadn't slept. The timestamps on his messages told that story clearly enough: 2:14 AM: *Dude. Check this out. Guy in Poland claimed he could move things with his mind back in 1988. Says he saw numbers too.* 3:27 AM: *What do the numbers look like exactly? Need details for my spreadsheet.* 3:42 AM: *Found some weird stuff about Brno's history. Like, WEIRD weird.* 4:15 AM: *Holy shit. HOLY SHIT. Library. Emergency. When you wake up, come to the library.* 4:16 AM: *Not dead btw. Just figured something out.* 4:17 AM: *Unless I am dead and this is all a hallucination. Can hallucinations text?* I should have been more worried about him. Abo
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    Chapter 9
    I couldn't breathe. The portal swallowed us whole. Everything I knew about up and down disappeared in an instant. My insides twisted with that stomach-dropping sensation you get on a rollercoaster, but everything around me was unnaturally still. Just... nothing. "Ben?" My voice came out wrong. Distorted. Like talking underwater. No answer. Panic clawed at my chest. He was right beside me when we stepped through. He had to be here. Had to be- "I'm here." His voice sounded distant. Warped. "I think. Am I here? This is weird." Relief flooded through me. At least we were both lost in... whatever this was. The interface numbers were going crazy. Not just in my vision anymore - they felt like they were inside my head. Behind my eyes. Burning into my brain. "Make it stop," I whispered. But I didn't know if I meant the interface or the void or all of it. Time stretched. Contracted. Maybe we were there for seconds. Maybe hours. Reality had stopped making sense. My thoughts kept fragme
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    Chapter 10
    Fear clawed up my throat, making it hard to form a coherent thought. The creature glided from the fog with a fluidity that seemed to defy nature itself. I felt pinned in place when those blood-colored eyes met mine, like a butterfly in a collection. "Tell me you have a plan," Ben said. His voice was sharp, tight with panic. THOOM. I could hear it getting closer. The ground shook with each massive step, a deep vibration that traveled up through my bones. "I'm working on it," I muttered, scanning the twisted landscape ahead. But there was nowhere to go. Just those weird floating pillars and the metallic ground that hummed beneath our feet. THOOM. THOOM. "Work faster!" Ben snapped. He was breathing too quick, too shallow. I was trying. God, I was trying. But this thing... it was like nothing I'd ever seen before. Except in those dreams. Those sketches I'd tried to forget. It was massive. Impossibly big. Its dark skin caught the strange silvery light, making it look almost liquid.
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