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About the Upcoming New STORY SERIES (and a Sneak Peek)

February is coming close now.

I had announced before, right here, that I am going to make a new Story Series for this month, and I understand it's much anticipated to you (if you can caught up with this one).

That series will be more of a story, and it's more of a LM2 fanfic (as usual), with the main character about to be changed its life in one emotional event.

In case you wanted to know, here's a sneak peek for you to read now. Trust me, it's going to be very emotional.

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Silent, solemn, spacious.

Space has never been this solemn, since the masses of glowing stars and galaxies around the vast, vacuum universe went to drift further and further apart, like it still goes on since the event of the vast explosion of energy billions of years ago.

And it felt that everlastingly quiet since, but not when one's mind tells us of other worlds that exists around the universe, one never knows how many are out there, and of what kind of entity might be when it has been proven realistic to that person's imagination.

As it had happened, in one such galaxy, in one such star system located somewhere around the beautiful Milky Way, a beautiful terrarian planet was revolving around its yellow-white sun, one that resembles those of the world of living humans, governed under a fierce dystopian dictatorship with highly advanced technology and the coldest of living hearts.

From that planet itself, an intergalactic automobile, one that had rebelled against the regime of their fiercely aggressive overlord, has been seen flying further and further apart, racing in a speed that's faster than light, avoiding an army of military spacecraft that sets off to stop them from escaping.

It wasn't an ordinary rebel spacecraft escaping the dark regime; inside the ship, a man, a woman and a young girl, all alien in appearance, had have enough being pushed under the overlord's strict rules, forcing themselves to escape and find a new planet for them to settle into.

Sure, it wasn't easy, as they have to evade the military that was tasked to chase after them, and the man, the one who piloted the spacecraft, must do his best to help both his wife and child and keep them both safe.

Light years were passing around them, and the chase was too much for the spacecraft to continue flying away, but the army was closing in, plasma lasers aimed at the engines and preparing to decimate the rebels to their frozen death.

The man felt being in danger, knowing both his wife and child aren't safe anymore. The wife went to accept herself and assist her husband, but the child wasn't happy with the decision. The mother went to comfort her daughter from her sadness, passing to her a picture of an intergalactic space explorer that seemed alien on its appearance and hair.

"My dear, I have to go, and don't you cry for me," said the mother. "This man in the picture will help comfort your sadness. When the time comes that someone arrives at where you have landed and finds you there, show no aggression, smile with love, and don't be afraid. You will never be taken away. Remember, we love you."

The daughter was starting to cry at her mom's parting words, accepting the picture and hugging her one last time.

After placing her safely in a controlled airlock with enough supplies to help her survive much longer, the wife and husband went on crying, tears flowing down their cheeks, ignoring the threatening commands from the enemy spacecraft as they both held hands with love.