The breaking hour part 1

One dark, gloomy night in Paris there was a power surge. Everyone’s lights and electric things turned off. Everybody’s blood went cold. The government was curious to find out what happened. A LOUO (lot of unidentified objects) came falling out of the sky. Nearly the entire world thought that a new, and even worse doomsday was starting at Paris...and they were correct. Soon after a zombie apocalypse started. Everyone got infected except a boy who was 9 years old and his name was Exand. His legs, arms and his hands were dripping with blood. He realised that the problems were never going to end unless...he could defeat the god of darkness Xtrullitior, free the god of light Atlas and send  Xtrullitior into the depths of the abyss once again. Exand regained his strength, recovered his wounds and drank plenty of water. He bought a ton of supplies and put it in a bag that was dusty just lying around on the rubbble. He even suited up with some clothes that were left. There was one more problem. How is he going to get all the way down to hell. Then he bought a shovel and a few packs of dynamite, and some gunpowder. He was finally ready to go. The end of part one! Please check out part 2 of this story and leave a comment.



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