Adam And The Cosmic Elixer

Adam was just an ordinary boy—well, as ordinary as a kid with an obsession for astronomy could be. He spent hours staring at the night sky, dreaming of the worlds beyond. But one night, as he was setting up his telescope in the backyard, a strange green light shot across the sky. Before he could react, the light beamed straight into his chest.

A sharp pain surged through his body. His skin shimmered, turning a faint shade of blue. His fingers elongated, his pupils widened, and a strange energy pulsed through his veins. Adam stumbled to the mirror inside his room—his reflection was unrecognizable. He had turned into… an alien.

Panic set in. He tried speaking, but his voice echoed in an unearthly tone. His parents knocked on the door, asking if he was okay, but he couldn’t let them see him like this. He had to find a way to fix this.

Then, a deep voice echoed in his mind.

“Adam… you have been chosen. But there is only one way to return to your true form. You must retrieve the Elixir of Origin. It lies in the heart of the Andromeda Nebula.”

Adam gasped. “Andromeda? That’s millions of light-years away!”

“Find the Gatekeeper. He will show you the path.”

With no other choice, Adam sneaked out of his house and followed the strange pull guiding him. It led him to an abandoned observatory on the edge of town. Inside, an ancient-looking control panel blinked to life. Standing before it was a figure cloaked in silver—The Gatekeeper.

I’ve been expecting you, Adam,” the Gatekeeper said. “The Elixir awaits, but the journey is dangerous. Are you ready?”

Adam swallowed his fear and nodded. The Gatekeeper activated a shimmering portal, and in an instant, Adam was hurled into the vastness of space. Planets and stars whizzed past him as he soared toward Andromeda.

But he wasn’t alone. Dark creatures—Void Hunters—guarded the Elixir. They sensed his arrival and launched toward him. Adam, now realizing his alien form gave him enhanced agility, dodged their attacks and maneuvered through asteroid fields.

Finally, he reached the Nebula’s core, where the Elixir of Origin floated inside a crystal chamber. With one swift motion, he grabbed it. The Void Hunters shrieked in fury, but the moment Adam drank the elixir, a golden light enveloped him.

In a blink, he was back in his backyard. His hands—human again. His reflection—normal.

Had it all been a dream?

Then, he looked up at the sky. The Andromeda Nebula shimmered brighter than ever. A deep voice echoed in his mind one last time:

“Until next time, Adam.”