Over Odyssey: Yellow

Over Odyssey: Yellow

by Tony Carnival

ISBN: 9781622126187

Publisher Strategic Book Publishing

Published in Science Fiction & Fantasy/Science Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy/Fantasy, Literature & Fiction/Contemporary, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Literature & Fiction

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Book Description

As if being a teenager wasn't tough enough, Exodus Magaba (Ex) must come to terms with the loss of his older sister, the disappearance of his father, and a move to another home. On the night of his 13th birthday, Ex has an unexpected meeting with a mysterious man. The encounter reveals Ex's supernatural destiny as an “Era Key,” the only one of his generation, who can move freely through time. Now, with help from his mother's mystical chronodelia flowers, and his new group of street-tough friends, Ex must discover the truth of the mysterious man and his forgotten magical world of Odyssia.

Sample Chapter

“…and as long as the rainbow is present, it shall represent the everlasting covenant of peace between God and all living things on Earth.” - GENESIS 9:16

To All Those Who Seek to Find

A Story of a Different Kind

A Way to Learn How Not to Make

Our World’s Most Dangerous and Gravest Mistake

For Me My Brother to His Death He Leapt

And with These Records My Promise Be Kept

I Implore You to Read, to Listen, to Learn

So That the Devil’s Black Star May Never Return

Leviticus “Gadget” Magaba,

One Century or Another, Post-Cataclysm

The Promise


Exodus Magaba… Upon hearing this name, many people have speculated its meaning. Is it a fruit…or maybe a vegetable? Is it the name of some far off galaxy or the scientific term for a kind of fish that dwells off the coast of some uncharted island? All acceptable guesses, but not one falls remotely close to being accurate. Exodus Magaba is a person– or at least, he was, and he is the very reason there is life on this planet today.

Where shall I begin? Perhaps I will start with the promise I made to Ex. To make a long story short (for now, anyway), circumstances were dire on this particular day with only a fifty-fifty chance of survival. Or so I thought.

“I need you to help me,” Ex had said.

“You’re crazy!” I shouted. “If you ascend now, everything you’ve sacrificed in this war will have been for nothing! Do you even realize what it is you’re asking me to do?!”

“I can’t let it end like this…”

“No! It doesn’t always have to be you! You don’t always have to be the hero!”

“You know I can’t ascend on my own – not while my mind is in this state. The KoVaH ViRuS has taken me, Leviticus…and you are the only person left with the power to finally destroy it.”

“No,” I said, shaking my head. “I won’t do it.”

Ex silently took my hand in his. I immediately put my head down toward the ground in an attempt to avoid making eye contact; I knew that once I saw the desperate look in his eyes I would cave. This tactic proved futile, however, for Ex used his other hand to gently lift my head up by the quivering chin attached to it. When our gazes locked, I had to try very hard to hold back the tears fighting to escape from my eye sockets.

“I have never asked you for anything,” he said.

Ex let a moment pass before he continued with a slight smile on his shallow, sunken face: “I can’t believe you’re actually taller than me now.”

“Don’t you dare make me smile,” I snapped. “There’s nothing funny about you dying.”

Ex’s smile faded rather quickly. “When what must be done is done, I will have been set free – and so will Jared. I…can’t let him do this alone, Leviticus, regardless of what he’s done; he’s my best friend. His soul is not yet at peace. He needs me.”

“I’m your brother!” I countered violently, breaking free of Ex’s grasp. “I need you!”

“I know you do,” Ex pleaded, “and I need you too! But-”

“That’s ‘bok! You need Jared! Your friendship with him has always been more important to you than your relationship with me!”

Ex was hurt deeply by this statement.

“…Is that what you think?” he asked me. “You think that I care more for my friend than I do for my little brother?”

“I’m not doing it,” I insisted.

“Don’t change the subject!” Ex shouted, growing steadily angrier with each breath. “Answer me! Is that what you think?!”

I remember staring at my big brother for quite some time before answering “no”, and it hurt. The vibrant, happy face I knew my entire life was long gone. In its place was the very visage of sorrow. I was looking at years of suffering and isolation, oblivion and loveless nothingness. My brother had always glowed with life; now all I saw before me was living death. Just where had Exodus Magaba gone?

He said: “There has never been, nor will there ever be, anything in this era or any other that I cherish more than the bond I share with you. I love you more than life itself, Leviticus, and everything I’ve done and sacrificed by traveling through the ages to fix this messed up planet has been so you could have a future – you and no one else. You want to talk about all my sacrifices being wasted? All that’s necessary for that sad commentary to come to fruition is for you to drop your weapon now and do nothing.”

I looked back down at the ground heart-snakingly flattered. My mind bore no words. All I could do was listen to my brother continue to recite what was essentially his own eulogy.

“I have evaded time more than anyone should have ever been able to, Leviticus, but now time has finally caught up. These are my last moments. Soon all that will be left will be your brother’s decaying shell…and the ViRuS. Please don’t let my soul be trapped with them forever…”

I don’t know why, but I suddenly found myself only capable of feeling one emotion at a time. Grief had now made way for disappointment, though only temporarily; unfortunately (or perhaps not), Ex had achieved what I thought he could never: he convinced me to fulfill his request…with a promise.

“Do you trust me?” my brother asked.

I nodded, my eyes still fixated on the serenely green grass below. I remember thinking how the garden we stood in that day was far too beautiful to play host to such an ugly moment. Then I looked upon my brother one last time.

“Then do the one thing I’ve ever asked of you,” said Ex. “Kill me.”


That’s all I’ll say about the specifics of that day, because that would be getting way ahead of things. In fact, I don’t believe it would be all that daring to admit that I have divulged a bit too much already. Of all the memories to start with…why would I ever begin with that? One so horribly depressing…and so full of names and terms I have yet to introduce or explain for those who do not know them. The answer is simple: It was the day of the promise. Not Ex’s, but mine – for there were indeed two promises made that day. Shortly before the ViRuS took him, Ex expressed his wish to let the world know our story so that history (and future history, as it were) would never be repeated. That’s when I made the promise: I told him I would record every part of it in an ancient set of empty tomes, down to the last detail, whether he and Jared were ever truly freed or not. You hold in your hand the first of these tomes (be it the original or a copy), each distinguished from one another only by the color of its binding. I shall start with yellow, as it was my brother’s favorite part of the rainbow he fought so desperately to restore.

And so now I fulfill my promise, for Ex had fulfilled every promise he ever made to me…save for one.


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Tony Carnival

Tony Carnival

Tony Carnival is that rare author who comes along once in a generation. Born with a penchant for storytelling and an uncanny ability to weave innovative ideas into cogent prose, he has developed from the nine-year-old short-story writer to the current epic fiction talent. Over Odyssey: Yellow is the first novel in a sextet of epic fantasy, which has already been heralded as “lavish and captivating,” and as “an amazing roller coaster ride of excitement and thrills.” A New Jersey native, he now lives in New York with his beloved family and is busy writing the second book in the sextet, Over Odyssey: Blue - a sequel that is already greatly anticipated by his fans.

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