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The Chronicles of a Fallen Paradise

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There was once a young man named Varian, he was a homeless man who slept on the city streets due to his low budget. When he was working to gather plastic bottles to earn some money. He then saw a group of men and women wearing white hoodies that covered their faces walking towards an unknown path close to a nearby village. Varian asked people around about them, but everyone thinks he is a crazy person spreading lies about a bunch of things. Varian then realized that he was the only person who could see them. Without thinking twice, Varian decided to follow them. About 30 minutes later, the group that was followed by Varian stopped as they were frozen like a statue. Varian has a bad feeling about what will happen, he then lifts his face and sees a massive cave on the edge of the village. Without hesitation, Varian leaves the group and goes to the cave. He needs to know the truth about what is happening right now, why was he the only one who could see the group of people and the unknown path. Varian entered the cave with caution, the cave is getting darker by each second. After some time passed, he arrived at the end of the cave. There was a giant tree standing in the middle of the area, Varian go to the tree as fast as he could so he can examine it closer. Varian noticed that there was a hole that'd fit his body on the tree. Varian hesitated whether he should continue his journey or not. Varian came to a statement that he would be continuing his journey after thinking about it for a moment, he entered the hole. The atmosphere was very dark and the path was somehow long for just a tree. After some time, he saw a glowing light from the exit. Varian was relieved for a moment when he heard a roar from an unknown species as if they were chasing him from behind. He ran as fast as he could to the glowing light, he is now finally free from that roaring. When he tried to open his eyes, he was very shocked after seeing a whole different world where there were no modern furniture or gadgets in this world, as if it was never there.
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