It’s the year 202X.
The entire world is ending.
Double suns and moons show up everyday, their appearance once alarming but now normal. No one really gave a second thought about it when it showed up for the 5th time in a month.
The suns scorch the ground, not allowing anything to grow except in a greenhouse. Temperatures rose greatly, making some places like California unbearable to live in. Antarctica melted, creating a cool paradise for people to live in. Most people moved there, the place thriving because of the cool conditions.
However, in the city of Brighton, an Irish YouTuber had problems…
“I can’t do this.” The loud green haired Irish man paced around in his kitchen, his hands trembling. All the knifes had blood on them, but there was no blood shed from himself. He didn’t remember doing anything, and he certainly didn’t get drunk. What did he do…? He shook his head, throwing on a white lab coat on top of his black jeans and blue top. He rushed out the door, pinning a name tag on his pocket.
“Sean- Lab Researcher.”
He continued to his garage, sliding in his silver car. The car door slammed shut, turning the key to start the car. He gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles turning a ghostly pale. His entire face was a ghostly pale color.
He knew what he had to do, and it wasn’t going to be pretty.
He parked his car, running towards the lab. He pushed open the large doors, putting a PIN Code in. The lock beeped, unlocking a set of doors. He continued towards an elevator, co-workers staring as he ran through the building. He pushed the ‘Down’ arrow repeatedly, hoping it’ll come sooner.
The elevator doors opened, the small lift empty. He walked in, pushing a few buttons inside. The lift closed, speeding down the lab. He held onto the railings, in fear of falling down.
Floor 1…
Underground 1…
Lab 1….
Lab 2….
Lab 3….
Lab 20.
The doors opened to reveal a dark lab, lit by testing chambers that glowed a green hue. He rushed out, looking for a bottle and a syringe. He pushed a few papers around, knocking a few files down. He continued on his search to find the bottle, as he found a syringe.
“Perfect,” His face lit up as he started putting the syringe in a green florescent liquid. “I-I’m sorry, Signe..” He muttered to himself as he closed his eyes, pushing the needle in his arm. He let out a high pitched scream, his entire body shutting down. He hit the floor, a loud thud like thunder sounded.
The Brightest Stars//Prologue
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A Glitch Named Anti 