Agent Kyloshian's stories
The stories that you see before you on the shelf are the archived chronicles about the end of time and space. They were written from the edge of the Universe by Johnathan Glamtoz and Christopher T. Enjoy the read and be careful not to rip the pages.

Please note that some chapters were lost in the cosmic vacuum of the edge

Time and all things bright

Chapter 1 (Johnathon Glamtoz): It was not a lot, but it was enough. The birds of earth chirped high in the sky, whilst the children played in the sand of the countless coasts dotted about the blue. I was only young when the sky began to fall and the clocks started ticking backwards. I remember the very day that it happened, I looked up at the blue as it began to turn a deep sinful red. I was so scared… I remember when my mother saw it too, her face turned pale as a ghost and she began to weep. We all knew it was the end of time.

I walked the path toward heaven. Up the spiraling stairs and across the rainbows, all so happy and cheery. Though I got bored, I wanted something new, something, perhaps, never done before. I noticed there was a strange tear in the walls of the pathway I walked on. I inspected and looked at the tear and all I saw behind was darkness with lots of little dots of white light. It reminded me of those nighttime skies that I used to look at before the wall ended.

I opened the tear…

Chapter 2 (Johnathan Glamtoz): It was so beautiful on the other side… all I could see is (Apologies, the text here was lost on the edge)

Rewrite of Chapter 2 Christopher T: The other side of the tear was the most beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes on. The stars glowed brighter than they have ever glowed, I believe I was in the Coma Cluster of galaxies. I could tell this because of the wondrous dark matter that I could almost see swirling around me. It was almost like the stars began to glow louder than ever before. Then someone talked to me…

"Hello traveler" said the unknown voice.

I felt a strong clench around my throat and I began to flail

"What's wrong? Cant breathe?" mocked the unknown voice.

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