When taking off the headphones he noticed that the class had already begun and tried to pay attention to it.
During recess he ate with his friends in the cafeteria floor. He could see a range of young children to adolescents almost graduating in the long tables in the entire floor.
One of his colleagues, short and wearing glasses, rubbed the holographic words coming out of his arm in his face.
“Have you seen this? I'm going to be a millionaire, I bet my destiny is the best of everyone in our class.”
This kid ragged about his future for a month, and although Aiden hated it, he was right. None of his other colleagues had received an exciting fate. One of them “will become a publicist” while another “will getting married at thirty-two”. The one who was most proud “will save a life”. In general, the destinations were vague. It was known that they always came to fruition, occasionally in unexpected ways.
The boy's birth time was only in the afternoon, so he wouldn’t find out his words until he was returning home. This ensured that he could not pay attention to the other classes the rest of the day, just thinking about how his life would be determined.
Aiden's colleagues were also curious, and joked with the boy about the various possibilities, but he was so nervous and thoughtful that he didn't even when the little guy in glasses said he would be from chaos.
As soon as class was over, he took his backpack and ran away. He knew running wasn't going to make his destiny appear sooner, and he still couldn't stand still.
He came back again by the subway, this time having to stand. He stopped at the same point he climbed, and by the time he reached ground level, he saw his father's truck.
“Run home, Corel!” shouted the boy just before he got in the vehicle.
Corel agreed verbally but drove normally respecting all traffic laws.
He saw the sun almost setting underneath the pollution layer, which became a shock pink tone. He knew the time was coming.
The android asked how the boy's day was, but his answers were short and shallow. From time to time, he himself asked if he would be a Guardian of the Order, and Corel replied “I have no doubt” all the times. The boy knew that he only said it to please and yet he felt optimistic.
After a few minutes, Corel parked the truck in his usual place. Upon hearing the engines, Aiden's father left the house watching his son approach running; but in the middle of the race, Aiden stopped. His father saw from afar the glyphs forming on the boy's arm, too far away to understand what it was about when they translated. He could only see in the expression of his shocked son.
The boy approached slowly, his mouth open and his eyes fixed on the scriptures, his father couldn't take it and went to him pulling his arm to read better.
And what was written was: Chosen to save the world.
The Army
Aiden's room had changed little in the last five years. He still had the Guardian Simeht poster on his wall and all the toys of the Guardians of the Order but were now all stored in his closet in an organized manner.
He got out of bed and went to get ready. He still felt short for his age. He was going to join the army and didn't think his body was prepared for the challenges he would receive there.
As soon as he showed his fate to the authorities, he began to call the attention of many people. He met several important personalities, such as Guardian Simeht himself and Pharaoh Tess at a very fancy dinner at the Ziggurat-City. Finally, they decided that he would be trained at marshal Magnum Laserfield's facility. Since he was not of the "Order", he would not serve in the Air Temple that protects the God-Computer.
And now at the age of fifteen he would be trained and prepared and to complete his destiny to save the world, which was still vague, for the world had no imminent threat.
Unfortunately for him, who would personally take care of his training was General Roy Pardalis, the intimidating man he saw in the video five years earlier.
Despite the great change in his life, he was excited to start this exciting path and packed his luggage as fast as he could. When he left his room to take coffee in the morning, his sister called him.
The boy entered Yana's room, now eighteen. It was the same size as his, however much tidier. She sat on the bed, with a melancholy look in her gaze and signaled him to come by her side.
“You have to promise to send a message every day”, said the girl.
“I don't know if you're going to let me do this, but whenever I can, I will talk to you.”
She responded with an empty smile and picked up a wooden box by her side.
“Mom gave me this before she died” she removed from the box a necklace with a drop-shaped crystal pendant. “She said it meant determination; whenever she went through a difficult time, she held him very hard and moved on.”
The girl made a gesture to deliver the item, however Aiden instinctively retreated.
“She gave it to you; I can't accept it.”
“You're going to need it more than I do. With this, you'll always remember us no matter where you are. I'm very proud of you.
He accepted the object and then received a long hug from his sister.
“You could have shown all that love when we were kids, instead of treating me badly”, he joked and the two of them were laughing for a few seconds.
Aiden put the necklace around his neck and went to pick up his luggage. A suitcase with what he could take to
