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Pollack
Legacy Name: Pollack

The

Custom Galactic Paralix
Owner:

past

Age: 54 years, 3 months, 3 weeks

Born: December 31st, 1969

Adopted: 8 years, 1 month, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: March 7th, 2016

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Statistics

Level: 11
Strength: 21
Defense: 30
Speed: 22
Health: 22
HP: 21/22
Intelligence: 5
Books Read: 4
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Surfboard Rental Clerk

The story of a space lizard

''Take your protein pills and put your helmet on ''

Ten... Nine... Eight...

He was about to take off. A few more minutes, and he would be floating in space in a tin can barely big enought for him to strecht his legs. He looked down at the tow pills in his hand. There would be no more food for him. Only pills. No more tasting the sweet taste of his sister's apple pie. No more smelling the enchanting smell of pork chop as he entered the house after an hard day at the office. There would only be the metalic smell of the ship and the bitter taste of the pills.

Seven ... Six... Commencing countdown... Five... Engines on

He took a deep breath and put his helmet on. He closed his eyes and dreamed of sand between his toes and the sound of waves.

Three... Two...Check ignition... One...

This was it. He opened his eyes one last time to look through the small window and saw the desolated desert. It wasn't beautiful. It was ugly. Ugly and devasted. But it would be the last image he had of what he used to call home. The last image of life on Earth. And to him, it fitted. To him, this was what Earth had become: A desolated and ugly world without life.

And may god love be with you ... Blastoff...

''Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare ''

Floating in space. It was a weird feeling. The feeling of being weightless. Of being a tiny molecule in an universe trillions of times bigger.

The stars. They looked different from here. So much brighter... It was like they were looking at him. Looking at this foolish creature who though it could face the void of space itself .

The image of the desolated desert he had seen hours ago came to his mind. But from here, planet earth was blue. So much bluer then he expected it to be. It was alive, moving, breathing. Blue, green and white all swirling together. It was beautiful. And maybe it was worth dying in space to see just how beautiful Earth was.

III

His tin can was drifting. Past Earth, past the moon. He had travelled thousands of miles yet he felt so still, sitting here alone. It was a weird feeling to know that you were drifting miles and miles away from home every second, all without moving a finger...

''Can you hear me Major?''

The metallic voice reasonated through the speakers of the small tin can. It was the end and he knew it. He didn't need to hear it from them. Them who never cared about his life. He was only an experiment, an unimportant test subject, a single human life amought millions of others. A life that was worth wasting for science, for progress, for the future of humankind.

''Your circuits are dead ... There's something wrong. Can you hear me Major?''

He could hear them but he wouldn't reply. Why would he? Why would he use some of the precious air he had remaining to talk to them? And what would he tell them anyways? That he knew the end was coming? That he knew there was nothing they could do to save him since they were thousands of miles away? Thousands of miles ... He laughed. They were all there, safe on earth, sitting in their office chair in front of a glass screen, looking at his vitals slowly going down as he was slowly dying. For them, this was the end of a man that didn't matter. For them, the experiment was successful.

He knew he was going to die. He had known, from the moment he entered the office and they told him he was going to see the sky like no man has seen it before. But it didn't matter. It never mattered. He never mattered.

He could feel his oxygen supply running dry. He could feel the tin can getting hotter as the ventilation system gave up. He could feel sweat running down his neck. He could feel his heartbeat racing even faster and his blood starting to boil.

He looked through the window and saw Earth... He pushed away the image of the desolated desert, replacing it with the blue and green planet. He smiled.

''Here am I sitting in my tin can far above the Moon Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do''

Maybe it wasn't the end. Maybe it was only the beginning. He felt his body becoming weightless once again. And the darkness slowly faded away. He could now see Earth fade away at an alarming speed. He couldn't hear the ship engine anymore. He didn't feel the heat or the sweat anymore. He couldn't even hear his own heartbeat. There was only silence.

He was out. Out in space again. But he didn't feel his suit anymore, he didn't even feel human. He suddenly became aware of his new body. Paws that could navigate through space. A tail to switch direction. He didn't even feel the need to breath. He wasn't human anymore. He snaked around for a few minutes. Or maybe it was a few hours. Time didn't seem to matter anymore.

He saw a light in the distance and decided to follow it. He didn't understand what had happened, or why it happened at all. All he knew was that he was still there. Maybe he was still alive, or maybe this was what death felt like. Or maybe it wasn't even life or death, maybe it was just being.

But It all didn't matter. Planet earth was blue. And maybe there was something he could do ...