phoenixhyperion

**READ ME**

THIS BOOK WILL BE UNDER REVISION.

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My name? Lance Augustus
Age? 15
Nickname? Five. 
Why they call me that? Because the mark tells us so. 
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"Don't be stupid, steer out of trouble, and whatever happens, stay alive." 

I really don't know why Dad always repeat those words to me everyday. I take heed of his words. Play by his rules, never dared to go against him except if it's extremely necessary.

He's all that I need to get by. Our life was ordinary. Everything was perfectly fine, perfectly normal, just an everyday routine we get used to live. But then this guy calling himself 'The Seeker' came... And he start making a mess out of my life. 

He said I have powers. - Who believe that crap?
He said I have extraordinary abilities. - Cool! I want to be Superman.
He said I was chosen. - Who? The god of newbie bullies? 
The mark of five imprinted deep into my skin proves that I am one of the TWELVE. - You sure it's not a tattoo? I firmly believe it's a tattoo. 

I never believe him. I drove him out. I did not listen. I wish I did. Maybe he could have help me. Maybe he could have save me from the trouble of falling right into their trap. I know nothing. Because of my stubbornness I lost everything. So now I'm all alone. But she stretch her hand to me. She gave me hope. She invited me to come. And I did. 

So our search began. For the remaining TEN.
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They called me FIVE

"Will you swear your life to the duty I've given you?" She asks, playing with the strand of her hair. She curl them in her index finger.

She snap her eyes at me. "And why's that? Are you underestimating me, the Deity of Time, you lowly mortal?"

Her eyes blaze in eerie purple light. I freeze at the images that flash inside my brain. Looking at her eyes. It shows destruction. Only capable in wielding the attributes of time. Cities that fastforward to it's end. Green fields that quickly withered in seconds. Masses of people who grew withered skin, weak limbs and white hairs in an instant.

I don't like the sound of her calling me mortal. Her eyes is definitely saying 'Come on, challenge me. I'll fast forward your time to turn you into ashes in an instant.'

I hate this