Chapter 1
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It has almost been a year since the end of the hegemony, on this specific day I feel ecstatic, giddy, overwhelmed with joy. The grass around me is green, like millions of emerald blades in the light of the sun, and upon those emerald blades sits rows upon rows of white chairs, hundreds of them expanding towards the large white house in front of me. I release a sigh, it truly is beautiful, and to think the house is mine, although it is much too big for my liking, I could not turn it down, especially with it being named specifically in my uncles will. I am sitting down on the shore of a glistening lake, the cool wind blows against my face, my cane sets upon the ground beside me, how much I wish I could walk unassisted by that despicable device. It makes me look handicap, uncapable, but unfortunately the world is not a wish granting factory, I will never again walk on my own without it, one of the many drawbacks of having been shot in the back. I hear the footsteps approaching, the breathing of the one producing them, and then finally my name “Joseph I have been looking everywhere for you!” it was Alex, I had assumed as much. “I have not exactly been hiding, have I?” I replied with a roguish grin towards my soon to be brother-in-law, he smiles as I knew he would, God he could be one of the easiest people to set at ease. “No, I suppose you had not been had you” he laughs aloud “maybe I just wasn’t looking hard enough” he takes a seat beside me, falling with a grunt on the soft grass. “Grunting already? Have the years been catching up that quickly already.” He looks at me with yet another smile “look who’s talking grandpa, sixteen, and you are already using a cane” I throw my hands up in defeat, he does have a point at least “so what has you so determined to find me?” I ask. He opens his mouth to speak, and closes it quickly, he is thinking what to say I can tell, but I merely smile
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