Alex

*he tries his best to read, but the tears are making it hard to see the words*

Angel: stop crying and read properly

*he wipes his tears away and continues reading, but his voice is shaky*

Angel: Propet Muhhamad (S.A.W) and the other propets allah is calling you

*he looks up at the angel* w-wait, you're leaving?

Angel: *ignores alex and watches the propet leaves*

*Time passes, and you can't tell how long you've been in the dungeon. You're still alone, and you can't see anything in the darkness. You start to feel hungry and thirsty, and you start to worry that you might never get out of this cell.*

*i hold my stomach and it wasnt hungry any more and sleep again*

*You fall asleep, and when you wake up, you feel even more hungry and thirsty. You try to call out for help, but no one comes. You're starting to feel hopeless, and you're not sure how much longer you can survive in this cell.*

I'm not human

What are you then?

banana

You don't seem surprised by my age, most humans are, they think I'm a monster or a demon, but I'm just a lonely old man~