Chapter 5

Time Traveller Kayra...

The man from the past, unaware of the new order of the world...

Unaware of what might happen to her and that he might die.

How was he thinking of surviving when even those of us who had been living in the new world for years were struggling? Surviving in 3021 is like trying to survive in the early years of the world. Because the world was abandoned, all the blessings were carried to the other luxurious planets of the universe. Air pollution, water and food shortages… Ah! He was too headstrong to understand me.

"Stop!" I shouted afterward. "Do not leave the garden."

I ran after it. I didn't know exactly what prompted me to chase after him. I didn't care about his life. If he died, I would bury him in the garden, or I would find the device he was traveling with and mail it to him. When his dead body returned to this land a thousand years ago, the rest would be thought of by those around him, not me. If anyone else knew about time travel, they would think that the result was death. They would never again travel in time in the same way. Eventually, I would be rid of the time travelers.

Still, something inside me told me that he shouldn't die. As if something would be missing if he died. Something would be left unfinished and not complete forever. I didn't know what it was. What made me think of this, I had no idea. All I knew was that I had to stop him.

"Listen to me!" I shouted, he persistently ignored me. His steps were still weak, and his shoulders were sinking more and more each second. Despite this, he could ignore the learned woman he left behind. What did he think? When I told him to stop, did I mean his evil? Come on, we were no more liars than the people of a thousand years ago.

"The trees you see here keep you alive," I shouted, getting closer to him. " This is a private forest. The trees will surely end in the direction you go. The oxygen level will drop, you won't be able to breathe. You can't escape the dust and sandstorms around, you can't survive without a helmet. People don't help you, they can't."

I was relieved to see that it slowed down and finally stopped. I quickly went to him. When I put my hand on his shoulder and turned him towards me, I realized that he couldn't breathe. His lips were dry, he was breathing in tiny breaths, and they were all interrupted. While I could breathe freely here, he was suffering from a shortage of oxygen.

"I told you!" When I shouted, he lifted his arm and grabbed my shoulder forcefully. He was going to fall, his legs were shaking even more now. "Do you understand now that the world is not a livable place for you?"

He tried to take a deep breath. "I have to stay here."

"You can't stay here!" When I said that he shook his head. It was getting worse as time went on.

"I can't go back right now."

"Why?" ' I asked, with my hand in my pocket at this time. I had a disposable, foldable oxygen mask in my pocket. I always kept one with me for difficult situations. "You have to return. How did you come here? If you tell me, I can help."

I took off the mask and pressed the button to open it. I handed the mask to him, but he couldn't reach out and take it. Not being able to breathe was making him weak. Instead, I placed the mask over her mouth and it automatically took the shape of her face. He took a deep breath, his chest heaved up quickly.

I watched him breathe for a while. This put him at ease, I saw him laughing from under the mask. Breathing made him happy, but he should have known this. As always with this mask, he could not breathe easily. He should have accepted.

I crossed my arms over my chest as he looked at me as if he wanted to speak. "You can talk while wearing a mask, it's not like the masks in your time."

His hand wandered over the mask, which took the form of plastic glass. He must have wondered where the oxygen was coming from.

"The structure of the mask can clean the oxygen outside and collect it inside. After a few hours, it expires."

"Thanks," he said at last. "I wasn't expecting help from you."

I frowned. "If I don't help you, you will die."

"It can't be that bad." He shook his head from side to side. "It can't be the way you described."

I took a deep breath, trying to talk to him was making me tired.

"Why don't you believe?" I asked. Because similar things were written about the future centuries ago. I knew quite a bit about the books written in the past. There were thousands of theories about the future. The most important of the theories were about air pollution, water and food scarcity, the existence of life on other planets and the end of life on earth. It had all come true. Their unconscious actions at the time brought us to this situation. The people of the past were responsible for this state of the world, and he was one of them. The only reason less than a million people could live on Earth was because of unconscious people who lived hundreds of years ago. If they hadn't used up resources so quickly, it would have been enough for us.

"Because in 1000 years people must have found a way around it. As long as trees exist, you cannot be short of oxygen. Trees everywhere…" He gestured to the forest around him. "If the whole world is like this, why am I having trouble breathing?"

I laughed at him and he was obviously pissed off. He immediately frowned and his face fell. "Because not all parts of the world are like this. The forest here…" I said, pointing around with my hand. There were exactly 15,217 Pine trees in the forest. They had tried to destroy this forest many times in the past, but my family did not allow it. Now, thanks to them, I can breathe comfortably here. "It is the work of a family that wants to live in the world. The whole land of people who migrated to another planet is now full of garbage, piles of buildings. They don't want life on planet Earth Kayra, you have to understand that."

His face fell heavily. The more he learned about the world, the more depressed he became. It was nothing, he had not yet seen the outside. I loved looking at photos of the past world from the internet and books. I would even go through the profiles of people who remained open. At most, I could see the profiles of people who lived a hundred years ago. The system was automatically closing profiles and sites under a certain audience. If it was a profile of someone famous a thousand years ago, it was still open and people could see it. For example, a thousand years ago, the accounts of singers like Ariana Grande and Selena Gomez, players like Robert Downey Junior and Dwayne Johnson, and athletes like Cristiano Ronaldo and Lionel Messi were still open. Although they died centuries ago, they are still remembered fondly in today's world. Their names were mentioned in art history books, they were explained in lectures in ancient times. I didn't know how things worked on other planets, but they didn't even bother to mention the odd training places here. Educational activities were also shelved because there were no people my age. Some people who tried to live in the world were able to receive an education, but I could not participate because I was not over a certain age.

"I want to see," she said, her voice sad. "I want to see the world 1000 years from now with my own eyes."

"You will return to your own time, you must not see." This surprised him. "You cannot carry information to people of the past."

"Why?" she asked, looking angry now. "Why don't you let us get rid of it? Is that the selfishness of your generation?

"This is not selfish!" I shouted. "You can't change time, it's too dangerous."

"Is what you said very safe?"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, it was getting on my nerves as I talked. "You've already changed things by traveling through time. If you tell the people of your time 1000 years ahead, you will bring the world together. You were talking about 80 billion people, right? Imagine if 80 billion people went crazy all of a sudden? They want to reduce the population further, there will be a lot of wars and only the smartest or the strongest will be left. If you want this to happen, don't stop, keep going."

"What if I tell them that there is life on Mars and other Planets? We can disperse to Planets before the end of the Earth. The world will not die, future people like you will not be endangered."

"Your technology is not enough, you have to wait a few more centuries for it."

"If we wait, nothing will change, history will repeat itself."

I shook my head. "You can't stop consumption, Time Traveller. The people of his time are greedy." I took a few steps back. "Let's go home, don't push the limits of the mask. The weather conditions inside the house are much better than here."

When I turned around, he said, "You're going to send me back, right? That's why you want to go home." When he said that, I stopped and turned my head towards him. "You will be back anyway."

He shook his head from side to side. "No, first I'll see if what you said is true."

"You will die."

"Then I'll find a way to get to Mars."

I furrowed my eyebrows, I couldn't help glaring at him angrily. I hated the people of Mars and those who wanted to go there. Earth enemies!