Romans & histoires Camina Hacia El Futuro

Caleb continued to stare out in front of him. “You have not thought about a future? If this ends you will have time for whatever you want to do, do not let the now hinder you from a tomorrow. This may be fake but it does not mean that you won't have something real in the future.” Keira said, knowing this might have the same impact as speaking to a brick wall. “Something real, like you?” He said with a smile on his face.

The future beckoned, bright with possibility. And this time, they would all evolve together. As nature intended. As humanity deserved. Forever.

Regina "I can't let darkness stop me from moving forward," I thought to myself. "I have to push through and face whatever challenges lie ahead." With renewed determination, I took a step forward, ready to confront the unknown and trust in my instincts. I knew that I could find a way to overcome any obstacles and reach our destination. I took a deep breath and prepared to face whatever lay ahead.

Because the future I’m stepping into doesn’t require me to keep explaining why I left old rooms. It just asks me to keep walking forward.

My future. No matter what.

The future is brighter now. The End.  Epilogue Next!

I sit beside him and take his hand. “The Loom is showing me futures,” I say. “But none of them are fixed.” “And the past?” “Not mine. Not yet. But I feel it pulling too.” “Then what do we do?” “We hold together.” “And then?”“We burn forward.”

Before the handsome boy took a step to stop this nonsense, Alexis had already kicked the muscular boy in his baby production machine. Wasn’t he proud of because of this? She would break this so that he could not even think about seeing girls with his lusty eyes again. The muscular boy curved down in pain. He tightly held his important part and cried in pain. “Humph! Aren’t you so proud of this thing? Now you don’t even have that, so pitiful. How can your future generation come to this world now? I feel very sorry for your future children who are stuck in your pant.” Alexis said as she was feeling really bad for his future generation.

Outside the window, the world continued moving forward. Not because a dream protected it. Not because a guardian watched over it. But because countless ordinary people kept choosing tomorrow. And as Ama looked toward the bright horizon beyond the city— she realized the future no longer needed saving. It only needed living.

The future was long, but this time, I was going to tread it more slowly and more carefully. (The End)