Center of Creation

Center of Creation

What if God isn’t what we expected?

Chapter 1 by Polskaspartan Polskaspartan

“My god...that was tiring.” Sighed John, as he shut the front door to his small apartment. Setting his keys on the nearby counter to his left. John had just finished another hard day at work and was ready for some downtime.

Walking through his barely furnished home, he lays down on the couch in the center of the small living room. Falling down onto the couch without a care John lets out one last sigh of relief at feeling the comfort upon his tired body. Grabbing the remote next to him, John turns on the TV.

He watches serval channels for about 10 minutes before getting bored. ‘There is nothing good on TV anymore.’ John thought to himself before shutting the TV down and pulling out his phone. Checking through it for anything interesting a notification abruptly appears on his screen reading.

Congratulations John William Smith

You have won the lottery to end all lotteries, please click this notification to receive your prize.

John grew a look of confusion on his face as he looks at the message. He knows it’s most likely some kind of scam or virus. But on the other he feels a strange amount of intrigue and curiosity, especially since it knew his name exactly.

Does John open the notification?

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