The history behind this book is a little unusual. I remember it was a Sunday morning when I got up with this idea and basically wrote non-stop a good chunk of it.

But what is it about? Ok, buckle up and check it out👇

The ancient prophets still walk among us, and now they must find five teenagers to inherit their powers and stand against the rising Empire of Abbadom. But their mission goes beyond battling demons, giants, and merciless rulers. To restore paradise on Earth, these chosen warriors must recover the long-lost relic of Eden. But can they do it before darkness claims it forever?

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I’ll post its first chapter here, and you folks can be brutally honest about it. It’s just a rough draft, so you’ll not hurt my feelings for criticizing it.

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Chapter I

Prophetic Encounter

                The sea was tempestuous. Sharp waves slammed a massive cargo ship that behaved like a cardboard piece in the face of the deep blue’s fury. The ship swayed; red lights flashed in its hallways while an alarm echoed through its rooms as a message of condemnation. The sailors in it had no plan to control the ship, and even if they had one, its rolling would not allow them to leave their rooms.

From the control room, an old man who saw his beard grow between the sky and the ocean struggled to hold the helm. “If this helm were a lion, it would be easier to control it,” he muttered.

There was no time to try to stabilize the ship; its fate seemed to be sealed. “We can sink at any time, any time! Be prepared!” The captain’s voice resounded through the ship speakers.

The warning was unnecessary; the steel of the massive ship was in agony, uttering a confession that no sailor would like to listen to: I will wreck!

The ship slowly pitched over a giant wave; its bow pointed to the sky as hands begging for salvation. The captain grabbed the helm firmly, but not to control the ship; it was impossible; he just wanted to stand on his feet. Another wave approached the ship—a blue wall of water whose top seemed to sweep the clouds. The captain had never seen anything like that before. He let the helm go, allowing the ship to fulfill its most long-awaited desire: toss him to the ground.

The giant wave broke at the ship’s bow, and metallic chords, from the highest to the lowest tone, vibrated from the ship’s steel to the sailors’ bones.

The ship stopped. Its internal lights failed, plunging the sailors into a dense and silent darkness. “Is this what death looks like?” Some of them thought.

The captain slowly stood up and looked through the control room windows as he took a long and grunted breath. “What in the world…” he said as his eyes widened.

The ship lay entombed in the ocean floor, swallowed by the mud while towering walls of water loomed above.

The captain stepped down on the ship’s deck, his hands slowly grabbing its cold guardrail. “That’s impossible…” he whispered, tears welling up in his eyes as they beheld an old man standing in dry land.

He stumbled off the deck and stepped out of the ship through a rope ladder. A wind blew drying the mud before he put his foot on the ground, and so it kept doing as he stepped toward his old friend. “Moses!” he said. “I thought I would never see you again.”

“The appointed time finally arrived, Noah,” Moses said, his clothes fluttering.

Noah shook his head. “I thought that this day would never come,” he swallowed hard. “So much time since…,” his voice trailed off.

Moses smiled. “The Lord granted us life so far in order to accomplish His will, Noah, ” he said and nodded. “I hope you are ready for this.”

“The paradise!” Noah whispered, looking deeply into Moses’ eyes.

A gale blew, drawing his attention to the enormous columns of water around him; the sound of the wind pushing them up was powerful. “Apparently you haven’t forgotten how to use your powers.” He looked at his calloused hands. “But I think I can’t say the same about me,” he said and sighed.

 Moses turned toward a massive block of water and wide-opened his arms. “Well, why don’t you try?” he said aloud.

 At first, Moses’ words surprised Noah. He looked at the columns of water and began to walk toward one of them. The ground went drying at each step as droplets of water wet his face.

Standing a few inches away from the blue wall, he stretched out his hand and felt the water streaming upwards at his fingertips. He lifted up both hands, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. At that moment, some fish came to sight swimming inside the column of water as Moses grinned and nodded at the scene.

More fish appeared and swam following Noah’s gestures. A white shark completed the dance as a huge shadow approached the edge of the column of water. Suddently, it revealed itself as a whale that swan out of it and flew over Noah’s head, diving into another column of water behind him.

Noah turned his button-opened eyes to Moses. “When will we start?”

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So… Who wants chapter two?

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