Chapter 15: History

"Wha— where am I? What is this place?" Zayn looked around the dark space with confusion.

The place was totally devoid of light, with an endless darkness that seemed to devour everything.

Fumbling around in the dark place, Zayn found that he could no longer access his ability, nor even use an ounce of genetic energy. He felt that this was all a dream to him, like he was in this place; and yet he was not. Like some sort of...

"Astral Projection. That's what's on your mind right?" An old voice stated.

"Well, if you did think that, you would be right. You see...I have brought your consciousness into my inner world. My world of dreams." An old man, with a head full of white hair tied up in an elegant ponytail; and a face covered in wrinkles slowly appeared in front of Zayn.

He looked scrawny, and seemed to be at least in his eighties. His black robe snugly and comfortably fit his body like a glove. His eyes were hidden behind all the wrinkles, but he gave off a fee