Chapter Five: The Time Capsule

He did not know what exactly happened, but now he was travelling back in time, in an exact line segment that will intersect with the period known in history as the era of the New World of America. From there, he was anointed to provide support for the angelic hosts (creatures he did not have any idea existed) while his own government of the future was busy making contact in this exact period of time, with the same solemn duty of altering the past decisions to gain back the missing philosophy of man.

The Angel who made contact with him was named Adamus, and he appeared to him similar to what a ghost would be (very similar to a hologram, except that there was no light source to emit his image), translucent with visible light shades of color; his wings were massive and beautiful, which complemented his pointed nose, brown eyes, and beautiful overall features. Although he was startled upon seeing the angel out of no where, he managed to remain calm and repress his response to the sudden rush of fear from the threat of uncertainty.

"Who are you?" he asked in a subtle manner. His name is Nichols Trapp. "Where are you contacting me from?"

"There is no time to explain for now, but I need you to trust me," Angel Adamus simply said, staying calm as much as possible despite the urgency. "You are the right person to do this, according to this device."

"To do what? What device? Hold on!"

"I'll explain to you while you are going there," the Angel said. "And don't worry, you will only be gone in this world for a couple of seconds and nothing more."

There was a sudden light that struck Nichols, and then he was gone.

"Wait--!"

He tried his best to resist but it was already too late. The environment suddenly melted (literally) right before his eyes, with the colors of the surroundings swiftly fading away, that, in turn, revealed the whiteness and purity of all things, and then it became very dark. He found himself floating in what appears to be outer space. His eyes widen with excitement as he surveyed the environment in which he was in.

"Am I in another galaxy?" he asked with the same amusement of a child. "But how?"

"Time capsule," Angel Adamus said plainly.

"Amazing!"

Angel Adamus almost gave a soft laugh. He understood the curiosity for technology, and he cannot blame him. He knew this is the right kid that he was looking for because of his endless imagination. His eyes can see through the ordinary in a very distinct and extraordinary way.

"What planet was that?!"

"Take your time admiring the view because after this, you and I have some serious work to do."

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