Prologue 2 ANOTHER

Even before this new world came to be:

God and the other gods had already abandoned it. How can someone who calls themselves gods sit idle whiles this amount of devastation befall those those claimed to love.

Truth be told I always had a hard time believing that they existed, if not for what I had been through and what I know.

I’d like to say ‘it’s good to see you all again’ but with what had happened to me, to this world I don’t think it can be said. That said, if you’ve forgotten ,the name is Yaw H. Thompson.

Currently, I’m in my dark green with small crossed white stripes on the right of my shirt stretched to the left, unbuttoned and a dark blue inner long sleeved t-shirt tightly clinging to my arms and it’s pulled up on the right to elbow length.

I have a mitt over my left hand and bandage wrapped around right hand to just below the elbow for no reasons other than battle. Also just in you normal black trousers and boots. There’s a bag behind my back hidden under a cloak.

The wind