"How is that possible? How did I win the training? I mean, how did I turn out to be the winner of the task?"Alves had a lot of questions to ask, and those were just the opening half. "I mean, you are the one who kinda hit me."He took a quick pause, turning to face Akulia. He didn't really worry much about the weird reactions of Akulia before the chiming of the notification in his wrist. Something which seemed more important had snatched his attention. "When you hit me, I had blood in my nose and stuff. But when I hit you, you didn't even feel an ounce of pain. How did I become the winner then?"Alves wanted and needed someone to answer his question. But at that moment, all he could do was wait for what would happen in the nearest moment. Perhaps he would be able to bank on it. When the walls of the room had fallen away, crumbled to pieces by the unbelievable punch of Akulia, the day had paved for a very beautiful sight. Up ahead of them was what looked like an ocean. Crystal cl

Alves and Akulia were travelling through the forest which led to the lake. There was no word spoken by either of them. But it was quite obvious that there was a lot going on in Alves' mind. It was scribbled on his face. Akulia didn't for once look at him either. His attention was to the front. Alves was behind, Akulia at the front. Alves couldn't really tell which ought to come first. The prolonged silence went on for a while. And after a while, they cohld see the lake in an eye shot. Alves stopped walking all of a sudden. As though something quite urgent just hit him. Akulia heard the halt and stopped too. "Do you have any concerns?"Akulia asked before Alves could say the words. It was as though, Alves was trying to sort the words and think the thoughts through before making words of them. "What if Grandma suddenly asks of me? What would be your response?"Alves asked with such straight face that could poke a hole in Akulia's mind. Akulia was silent for a while as though he was

Alves had no idea what to make of what had just happened. Perhaps because events came so successively that he didn't know which to hold unto. He looked like a sort of fool who was struggling to lay his hands on multiple things at the same time. At first there were four bulldozers coming his way, and then suddenly a pop up! When the pop up had come, he'd thought that people around him would see it, but it seemed like he was the only one seeing it. Well, he couldn't tell that much, because the two men had only taken quick glances at him. He probably shouldn't read too much meaning to that. But his dilemma was which of the two to bank on first. Which of the two activities to take as a priority. The bulldozers right in from of him or the window pop up hanging right there with him. He was beginning to get ideas finally. The pop up seemingly had nowhere it was going. And as it seemed, he was the only one who could see it. It might be a good thing to take the bulldozers into considerati

Alves knew that it was too late to leave. He had brought a great attention to himself. Perhaps if he had thought it through, he wouldn't had found himself in that situation. He took a few seconds to look at his back. The car was still there. He could only wonder. Why are the men still there? If they were scared as they claimed, they should have left. But they remained there. Why? To protect him?Alves couldn't really tell. Perhaps he was beginning to think too much. He couldn't really tell. But then he realised that he didn't have much time. The clicking of the cameras and the blinding lights of the flashes bathed him in illumination. Then came the sudden voice,"What do you have to say about this?"Alves had no choice but look back at his front. To think that he had become so popular over night? It was such a crazy thing to think about. Looking at the front, he was trying to figure out who asked the questions amongst the group. But when he thought he had found the exact onwer of t

"What is happening really? Could you please tell me a full details of it?"The both of them were at the lake where Alves had gone to meet his Grandpa friend not long ago before he travelled to the parallel world. When the fellow had driven Alves in that direction, Alves had thought that the fellow was taking him to meet the old man. Only for him to get there and discover that the old man was nowhere to be found. He did have the peace settled in his mind that he didn't really have to worry about anything at all. All he just had to do was pay attention closely to whatever the fellow had to say.They were seated on two wooden chairs. "Are you comfortable, His Eminence?"That might be the millionth time that the fellow would ask the same question. He just wanted to be sure that His Eminence was comfortable in that position. Alves didn't take offense in answering the question over and over again. But then he knew that if he got asked that question again, he might not answer as lightly