Time has passed, gadgets began to fill the needs of once youth, inventions are so cool, but not me, not for my life, living in a world which you doesn't belong or maybe the opposite of it, young once accompanied by there parents, street children's playing with their gadgets along with their friends made me so jealous and hate this damn world.
I used to set with my parents under the big pine tree at our backyard and they always tell me all theire expedition and what they had seen and discovered, but now it's only me, a lonely boy left at home wishing Someday I Arthill will have the power to turn back time and have my parents back.
Arthill just turned to 20, he lives in a weird house alone the only house in the metropolis that almost been forgotten, his parents died when he was 13years old, they leave for a trip and left him alone in the house with his uncle, but his parents never came back, as for what he knew, theire plane explode before it landed, then his uncle vanished when his 17 years old, All that was left to him is an old case which used to be his Father's favorite briefcase.
Arthill always go around the metropolis but each time is a bad time.
(A way back home)
(Arthill walking alone looking down on his feet)
Man 1: hey dude where will you be going? (Laughing crazy)
Man 2: o wow, nice cap, this will be good at me! (making fun of Arthill taking his cap)
Beggar: I will not do things like that if you wish to survive here in my inn. (Making a weird face look to the bad guys pretending he has something in his pocket).
(Bad guys Runaway)
hey kid, why soo shock?, dont you have something from your dads ability? the beggar speaks.
Arthill was puzzled about what he heard from the beggar, he just dont mind it and go straight ahead to his house. But the beggar speak again.
so its true then! You know nothing but a dream! beggar loudly spoken.
Arthill stopped and turn his head back to where the beggar stood still, just when he turn his head back,
the surroundings suddenly stopped and the time moves counter clockwise as the beggar walks towards
him. Arthil started to feel anxious of whats happening, then the beggar holds his arm and said,
its about time for you to wake up son, this is not your life to hold, wake up, time is running against you,
you may not live anymore nor your parents and even this world your living wake up, wake up. A forceful voice coming out from a beggar who suddenly began to vanish, and the time stop at 12:00 and his eyes changes as he fall down to the road.
A moment passed then he finally woke up, a street of which he dont recognize, a surroundings he never did seen by his whole life, the living creations, the sky, the water from the sea, it was never an ideal place to be with and he can’t believe his eyes, as he shake his head and suddenly close his eyes for a moment, and slowly he open and see it clearly, he was not in another world, but he can see the living worlds of his world.