Invasion Day 10 Wonosobo, Central Java, Indonesia It had been a while since Artha followed Eyang Wadas through the other dimension. He tried to focus, hoping the walk to be short. But, like many things in life, not everything goes according to his wish. As someone who could be considered a psychic, seeing ghosts and demons was something normal. He wasn’t afraid of them, nor was he interested in hearing whatever they say to him. However, the supernatural creatures in the other dimension were not like what he had seen. Besides their animal-like appearance and humanoid plant shapes, they could speak his language fluently as they tried to entice him into taking them with them. Some of them even offered food, all kinds of them, really. His mouth watered the moment their nice smell hit his nose. He almost grabbed a skewered meat a half-bull half-man brought in front of him, but Artha shook his head, clearing his mind from the craving and hunger. Eyang Wadas was testing him. Clenching

Invasion Day 12Cape of Good Hope, Cape Town, South AfricaIt was the worst possible sea sickness ever felt by humans.Daichi was the one experiencing it, so he knew. There was no other way to describe this, he was sure. It felt like the Earth tipped on its axis and turned in the opposite direction for fun. He wasn’t having any fun. Instead, he was down on his knees, puking his well-served and rightly-deserved dinner of half-eaten nikujaga.So, he wasn't playing around when he said it was the worst sea sickness ever felt by a human. His claim was not debatable.On the other side, the soldier Systemist from North Korea, Lee Yo-han, looked like he just took a morning stroll in the park. There was no way for his dignity to still be intact after this.After his puking session was done, Daichi wiped his lips with his stolen clothes. His dinner had gone to waste, and it only left acid in his mouth.“I don’t mean we have to teleport right away,” he grumbled, giving the blame to the soldier.

Invasion Day 14Wonosobo, Central Java, Indonesia In the middle of Lake Wadaslintang, a teenage boy stood surrounded by the water. The ghastly beasts of huge crocodiles, sea snakes, and other supernatural beings had long gone. He was alone, but that didn’t make it easier for him.His name was Artha, and he wouldn’t stop saying the chants in his head, even if the infectores attacked and the world ended. He had to keep meditating to complete this ritual.Well, that was the plan, anyway.On his third day in the lake, he heard someone asking for help. Right in his ears.“Help.”“Help!”“HELP!”There was no one.There was no one beside him, all alone in the middle of the lake. Surrounded by still water, and nothing else was there.“Help.”“Help!”“HELP!”But they screamed.They screamed,

Invasion Day 15Queens, New York, USA“Invasion?” the bearded staff of the John F. Kennedy International Airport repeated. “So we’re in a war? What country dared to attack us?”Beatrice sighed, feeling annoyed. “Don’t you hear what I said earlier? Alien might be behind this invasion. Get your patriotism somewhere else, we’re not fighting humans. Earth is under invasion, and there’s only one place safe for human.”They paled at the implication. “Where?”“Point Hope, Alaska.”“How do we get there?”Beatrice grumbled. “We’re in an airport, how do yo go from place to place, mister? Did an infectore eat your brain already?”“No, it’s just …” The bearded airport staff moved to the large window and opened the blinds.Destruction upon destruction in the trajectory field. Infectores stroll around, looking for more brains to consume. Burnt and blown-up planes littered the grounds.It seemed that her venture to the airport birth no fruit.“Wait, we still have it, right?” The female staff looked

Invasion Day 17Wonosobo, Central Java, IndonesiaOn the seventh day, the last night and last hour of his ritual in the middle of Lake Wadaslintang, Artha gapped as he stood surrounded by still water. Something came from the darkness. Two white tigers of huge size and a beautiful woman riding one of them.Artha couldn’t take his gaze off them – not that he wanted to, anyway. It was an incredible sight. He never saw someone with such beauty in them. He knew her appearance was not what pulled his interest in her. The woman riding a white tiger, who could stop staring when it was a majestic sight like that?He almost forgot to continue his chants. Thankfully, there was no storm as a result of his negligence.The lake seemed to part in half, showing the stepping stones from the other side of the edge. One of the huge white tigers stayed by the lake’s shore, while the other tiger – with the most beautiful woman sitting on top – stepped on the stone. No white and black fur touched the wate