When I began to write Abstractica, I thought it was an absolute waste of time. Now that I have finished it, I must reckon I was wrong—it was not just an absolute waste of time, but also foolish. There are so many ways to spend my hours more profitably:
I could’ve started a new sect. You don’t think I’m able, I can tell. But just imagine me in a white robe, living in a barrel and claiming that I know what happens when we die. Because that is in the book! Yes, the book says what happens when we die! And I should know, cause I was there!
I could’ve watched a few painted walls dry. A book is 3449 hours and 47 minutes of work. Taking into account that the average wall dries in 10 hours, 7 minutes, that’s 341 walls. Coincidentally, that’s also the number of pages of Abstractica, but I refuse to draw any similarities.
Finally, I could’ve done nothing. That would’ve been also more profitable, because of the many expenses: paper, ink, candles, etc. Tea, let’s not forget the tea.
But now that the time is wasted and won’t come back, I guess you’re owed an abstract, so here goes:
The world has been overrun by monsters. They’re the kind you’d see in a TV show, movie, videogame or any other form of pop entertainment. They’re vampires, demons, dragons, disembodied hands, talking carnivore plants, ghosts, giant spiders and many others. They didn’t exist in the past, but now they have brought forth the apocalypse. Why is that?
One day, Aurora, a girl surviving on her own, decides to stop the apocalypse. Too late, because it happened thirteen years ago, but Aurora isn’t the kind of person who gets bothered by stuff like that. So, with little equipment and big hope, she confronts the source of the disease that has killed the world.
She, and some friends she’ll meet along the way, will find out what caused the apocalypse, and will try to revert it. Will they succeed?