We collected all the necessary equipment. We evacuated the house and left. I wore the clothes that Prometheus had given me. A short sports hoodie and leggings and sneakers. Demosa put a blue flower in my hair. Demosa is really full of love...
Demosa did not arrive at the same time as me and Prometheus. He had work in his garden to attend to.

Prometheus and I walked. In the midst of cold winter roads, in the foggy air of the forest and on the smooth and flat ground while the wind and fog were coming towards us.

I was thinking about Demosa... I wanted her to be here again and call me Kano...
I tried to open the conversation.

"Prometheus."
"Hum?"
"Once I came to the conclusion that freedom does not exist."
"does not exist...?" He stopped and looked at me.
"No. Whatever choice we make, we are deprived of another bed. Even if it is the choice of 'everyone'. We always freely deprive ourselves."

Prometheus paused. He took a deep look.
"And you now believe there is no freedom?"
"Yeah."

Prometheus frowned and stood in front of me, his hand firmly on my shoulders.

"You're wrong... When you're drowning in the sea of ​​life, believe in what you believe exists! Even if you don't know if it's real or not, believe!! Because we're all in the same ocean called life We are immersed, we can't rely on anything for sure! We just have to believe...!"

I just stared.
the faith...
We just have to believe...

Again, like a party and dance, the feeling of warmth spread through my body.

For a moment, I felt cold liquid dripping from my hand. But in gold color. But then it turned black.


We walked for several hours until nightfall. Prometheus guided me to a magnificent palace. A little closer to Timas without nerves and the loving Fitamoa and Timas's friend, Sakuj who was fate and the judge of the court.

A man with oiled golden hair, blue eyes and aristocratic casual clothes opened the door...
Of course, he also had a puff in his hand.

"Hello Prometheus! How are you?"
"Okay. Vatimeh, can we stay at your place tonight?"

Vatimeh... so the name of the element of the world was Vatimeh.

Vatimeh yawned. "Yeah, come on in."
We entered. Everywhere was full of money, photos and videos of Vatimeh on social networks, television and newspapers. And of course plenty of food, including motor puffs.

My room was upstairs. Vatimeh kept talking to me... but I didn't want to. Vatimeh was with me all the time until I went to bed on the excuse of exhaustion.

Thousands of thoughts came to my mind. But there was one thought that did not let me sleep.


What element is Prometheus?
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