Metal and Wood Chronicles

A new world

Still stunned by the death of his grandfather, Jonathan, felt that he had entered a police series, accompanying the coroner, the good cop and the bad cop, presented themselves as John Great and Mike Nightmare, besides looking like television stars still had characters' names, that was unbelievable. John Great, wearing dark suit, dark shirt with a red tie and a haircut that appeared to have come out of a juvenile musical about the fifties, Mike Nightmare, was the opposite of the colleague, long hair, torn jeans on the knees, tank top and leather jacket with some military boots, gave him the appearance of the name he presented, both gave their regret to Jonathan for the death of the "Old" King inspected the room and with the help of the coroner found that there were no signs that there had been a murder there, so they let the paramedics lift the body, and changing their attitude they gave their real names, John Grant and Mike Novak, apologized for the insage and left the room, leaving Jonathan alone in his late grandfather's quarters. I'm in a movie, jonathan thought, I can only be in a movie, or else I'm asleep and this is just a nightmare, but no, he wasn't even in a movie or dreaming, it was real, Allistair King had left the world of the living, and by leaving it, he had left a stunned Jonathan, who felt like that day when some thugs from his school had beaten him. , just because Jonathan's grandfather was rich. With the room empty, Jonathan sat at the old oak desk, and removed from his pocket the letter that his grandfather had left him:

"My dear Jonathan,

If you're reading these words, then it's because I'm no longer in the world of the living.

I've wanted to tell you the truth for a long time, but I never had the guts, because I knew that the moment I did, you'd never be able to look me in the eye again and if you did the only feeling that could be read in them would be anger and pain. Forgive me for being a coward, but the Love I feel for you is so great that it made me selfish so I didn't want to lose you. Without further ado, I'm going to tell you a story, a story made of legends, a story that if I hadn't lived, I wouldn't believe it, but I hope you believe it. Many years ago, it began to circulate in the clubs of Lords, a legend that aroused my curiosity and ambition, in such a way that it took me to Brazil, where in a congress of anthropology, I heard in more detail of a lost civilization that they said had disappeared from this world without a shred, such as the legend of the island of Roanoke , after establishing some contacts I organized an expedition to the heart of the sss jungle. I was able to discover the city and was fascinated by the state of conservation of that place, and as I had heard there were no archaeological traces of the existence of life, sometimes we found figurines, ceramic remains, but there were only buildings. As I entered the central building, I was perplexed by what I found right in the heart of that building, an oval room, with huge statues of what I thought were the Gods of that civilization, and later I came to find that gods only had the superstition of men and nothing else, in the center of that oval room was a pedestal with a book on top , its cover was heavy, black as the pitch, later knew to be obsidian, the book should have about sixty by sixty centimeters to get a notion of its size, according to what I think because I never measured it. The local workers I contracted, superstitious creatures, when they saw the statues began to say in Portuguese that there was the entrance to Hell, that those statues were statues of demons and began to flee, but I stood there, standing there and marveling at what I was seeing, curiosity took over me, and if on the one hand there was something that told me to leave that place too , there was something that told me to stay there and open that great book, and that's when it all happened giddy, when i opened the heavy book, its pages began to shine, a wind coming i don't know where it started to blow my face and the room began to turn, when I gave up a light began to fill the room, it was a light so strong that it forced me to close my eyes , and when I opened them, a feeling of malaise and a desire to vomit got over me to the point of having done so, I thought I was still in the same room but was no longer, this room unlike the other was illuminated by many torches, the book was closed and instead of the cover being black was Golden and where the statues were previously , warriors with leather armor swords and shields decorated the oval room. I was soon taken prisoner, nor do I know how I did not lose my life at that very moment, the warriors were the guards of the knowledge room, who chained me and led to the presence of their leader, an imposing man almost 5 feet  tall and should have about three hundreed pounds of muscle, I suppose i did not inherit the throne. To my astonishment, he spoke Portuguese,he said that had learned from the slaves who had gone to seek at the other land, for moments I thought that, somehow, I was still in Brazil, this illusion was undone when I looked up at the sky and saw that instead of one, there were two moons. Many moons had passed since the last time someone had crossed the portal and as such, my boldness would be worth the death penalty and would be executed immediately. My hopes were empty the instant I saw the glow of that man's sword, lost strength in my legs and fell to my knees on the ground, there I was, a British Lord, alone on unknown land, on a strange planet and would never return home, closed my eyes and amazingly, I began to pray, I began to ask God's forgiveness and ask god for help. It was at that moment that I became a believer, and aware of the existence of God, a trumpet sounded, a frightening sound that more like the snoring of thunder, stones of fire began to rain over the buildings, the citadel was being attacked, cries of war and cries of pain were heard, confusion settled and I managed to escape towards the room where the book was , when I was going to enter the room I see what I did not expect to see, a couple lying on the floor each with an arrow stuck in their neck, and next to their body, a baby about two months old, cried. I didn't think twice, I grabbed the kid and got out of there. I went into the Room with the baby in my lap, opened the golden book full of hope of getting out of there alive and the process came back to occur, when I opened my eyes again I was in the dark room from which I had left, everything was the same, only my life had changed, mine and yours my dear Jonathan, who loved as if you were really mine and you are because I created you I just didn't introduce you as a son, because those hours on that planet had meant years on ours and I gave you a past and a story and raised you as my grandson. I didn't leave the book in that place, I brought it with me, and it's been my most precious treasure, if the rest of humanity knew of its existence, and I don't want to imagine what that planet would suffer with our millitary power, but now it's time for you to go looking for your true story and it's time to pass the Book to you, it's yours and it's your passport to that planet. My desk has a fake bottom in the middle drawer, the book is hidden inside. Now it's time to go, my life abandons my body and it's time to send for you, I hope you forgive this old fool.

Your "Old King"

Allistair King.

At the end of reading those lines, Jonathan had only one thought, "the old man was crazy", however the same sensation had gone through his body and in an impulse, opened the middle drawer, took everything that was inside, hit and saw that it really was hollow, found no opening, tried to leave but the wood did not give way, suddenly remembered what his grandfather called him when he was little , "Jon Boy", approached the drawer and said the words "Jon Boy", used the noise of an electronic lock and the false bottom opened, inside was a huge book with a heavy black cover that glowed. Filling himself with courage, Jonathan blessed himself for the first time in his life, making the sign of the cross, opened the book and its pages began to shine, as his grandfather had described, the room began to rotate, he felt dizzy and with the intensity of the brightness of the leaves closed his eyes. When he felt that the world had stopped spinning, he slowly opened his eyes and saw something he had never seen, two huge moons painted the sky, but he was not in any room, he was in the middle of a forest. The survival instinct caused it to trigger with his right hand, his Glove, and the face of a female figure appeared on a virtual monitor, "Mina?", "Yes my King?", at least good news, his technology was working, "Mina, We are no longer in Kansas".