Written byJWølf
Narrated by... alsoJWølf
Yeah, JWølf — that's with a "ø" instead of an "o," because normal is boring.
And I'll be your narrator for this wild cosmic mess.
Anyway, this is Chapter 1, and if you're reading this… you're lucky. Lucky.
You get to see how it all began — before the stars went quiet, before the shadow became a name, before Jack Xander blew up a ship like it was my ex's phone number.
So, in the beginning—Nah, scratch that. This isn't history class.
It was just a warm evening. Nothing special.
And somewhere not far from here, at a school called The St. Bob Institute — yeah, St. Bob. Psst—Bob. I don't know who Bob is, but I'm 90% sure he didn't found this school— they were having a math competition for nerds. Yeah, real intense stuff.
They'd reached the final round.
Our main character, Jack, aka the high school nerd, and another guy — I didn't bother to name him because honestly, he's not important. Let's call him Freddy.
Jack had the answer first.
Nah, I'm kidding. I told you, our MC is a nerd — he forgot to substitute a for -1. Classic mistake. We've all been there, no judging.
So Freddy — yeah, that guy James, I mean Freddy — got the upper hand and won the competition.
Jack felt bad.
Well, he didn't cry. He was used to being second.
In his class, 2nd smartest.
In football, 2nd second-best player.
Even in basic cooking? His sister beats him.
His parents? They could've been all disappointed and cold, but no. They understood. Comforted him. Said they were going to celebrate his effort.
Nice parents.
Mine would've given me a lecture.
So yeah, Jack lost. Again.
And his parents? They celebrated him.
They were like,
"We're proud of your effort, honey."
He was like,
"Thanks, I guess."
I was like,
"This ain't real life."
After a night of awkward family bonding — you know, cake, group hugs, and some weird uncle cracking bad algebra jokes — everyone went to bed.
Except Jack. Of course.
He pulled on his hoodie as if it were armour, slipped on his earbuds, and climbed up to the roof.
Was he listening to quantum physics lectures?
Typical nerd.
But nooo — it was Lovely by Billie Eilish.
Yeah, I judged too for a second. But then again, the vibe matched: soft sadness, cold night air, and a guy who just lost to David. I mean, Freddy. Come on.
Anyway, Jack took a seat on the edge — all dramatic-like — and pulled out his vape to ease his stress.
Yeah, I'm beyond shocked too.
Then he saw a strange man down below, looking straight at him.
Like how I look at that ungrateful bro who refuses to pay for my dinner.
The dude started running like a madman.
Jack ran inside — well, as fast as he could.
Remember: he's always second, even at running.
And yep, he got caught.
He fought back, elbows to ribs and all, and even dropped the guy once.
They scrambled over to the second building — chaos everywhere.
Jack tried to use the stairs to escape, but the dude dragged him down, and now Jack was cooked, boiled, and fried.
Anger issues? This guy had them bad.
He threw Jack onto a tree.
Jack blacked out.
The last thing he saw?
A beam of light.
See ya for this is the end of chp 1