Unknown World - First Steps of Destiny

The night cool of the desert slowly increased, making the young man's body was starting tremble uncontrollably.

Looking around the area plunged into impenetrable darkness, the androgenic youth, finally, got up from the sand and, wrapping a shawl around himself, he moved forward without any purpose, with only a faint hope that they would live to see the sunrise.

He didn't know what lurks in the dark in the desert. He had no idea what creatures live here.

He had only the basic knowledge of the desert that he knew on Earth, but he didn't know if the knowledge of his world would be in any way compatible with his present location and surroundings.

The creatures of the desert that awoke at night watched the young man's actions. There were silent observers.

Their eyes blinking and flashed imperceptibly in the sea of sand. Some in their watched, with curiosity, while others wondered if he would become their next food, or maybe hunt him down and eat him one of the Desert Beasts.

At the same time, in the endless and unlimited outer space, a flew slowly one of the armored military ships, on which a tall man dressed in a black uniform emphasizing his slim and strong figure looked dispassionately with his steel eyes at the cosmic space.

It seemed as if he was surrounded by a cold space full of mute embrace and low temperature, repelling everyone, not allowing them to get close to him.

A small scar resembling a stray silver thread under his right eye could disfigure anyone else, but him it only just gave a feeling of alienation at the same time, while not taking anything from his beauty.

It was the same with the scars hidden under his clothes.

The scars that adorned his beautiful skin and muscles in several places, like a testimony to his extraordinary strength and ferocity, which it was could not be seen through the mask of indifference, and alienation, adorning his cold face.

Half-long, smooth platinum blonde hair resembling light liquid gold that looks almost like silver or white gold, it was combed back, with just a few strands falling over down the forehead and sides of his face, which made for some people, this phenomenal man resembled an ancient unshakable sculpture.

After a while, the man turned and walked away with a firm and strong but unhurried step.

Quiet and dangerous.

Inaccessible, the most coveted bachelor in the interstellar world unavailable. Marshal, the youngest General with numerous military merits and a strong, unwavering reputation.

Strong and at the same time, the slim body of the Marshal disappeared from view, no leaving any trace of himself as if he had never stood here staring at a sure point in cosmos space.