The High Council's realm is a serene scenery. It is so beautiful that it gives the beings there a sense of peace. It also has a kind of vibe that will make anyone feel in awe and somehow hesitant. But Prime Emanator has been used in this place. He no longer felt any intimidation. He moved inside. His steps were sure to where he was going -- to the Council hall. When he arrived there, he was met by a group of creatures in their human-like figure, yet their aura tells they aren't humans. "Oh, so gate did not reject you!" one of the Council commented. "We can see that you are now completely back, Emanator," one said. Prime ignored their comments. He has no time for that. "I bet you all know why I'm here," he said. The council who were sitting at the center seat raised his eyebrow for Prime's snobby attitude. "Careful, know where you are and who you are talking to," said the council. Prime scoffed, " I wonder if you still could act like high and mighty when all of us here got w
Everything in the cosmos has become a void. Almost a third part of it has fallen into blackness and emptiness. At this moment, Prime had been transported back to planet Earth but nothing was left in there. This planet has been long in desolation but this time it is very different, even dreadful, even emptier from the previous. Perhaps this is the earth's worst state. The planet has come into the void, and what was left were just vast barren, dry lands. There's not even a single drop of water. The planet is no longer the blue planet, the life-sustaining, and Prime knows that it would be just an hour before this entire land would disappear, and this planet would turn into just -- "a darkness", like those what happened in the cosmos. Seeing the planet's most devastating state, seeing its travail, and dying state, Prime couldn't help but be overwhelmed by emotions. He's late. There's not even a single life he had caught in here when he arrived, and that's so disappointing. Remorse, yeah, h
The great war that destroyed the world has been long over. The rest of humanity that survived struggled to bring society back again in order. People said they learned much from that long-time war, and that they never would want it to happen again. People said that the human race was to blame for the catastrophe that fall upon themselves. And that now because everyone had learned their lessons, humanity is no longer placing their confidence on the world leaders alone, and would never want to follow the same government structure that the world has before the war. The world has now reached its perfection. That's what the Castellan said. And to maintain that, certain social structures and systems must be followed. In a new world order, a kind of new life system was introduced, dividing the people into classes. The Castellan is the richest and most powerful and rests at the top of the hierarchy. Their duty was to ensure the world's finances is running well, and they were bound to produce
" 911 what's the nature of your emergency?" " Help there are dead bodies in here. Oh my god! They're about three and they're pale, eyes open, and no blood!" " Hold on sir...help is on the way!"Minutes later rescuers arrived in an abandoned wide lot. The paramedics and autopsy team were also on the field, while other staff are placing the victims in a black bag. The place of crime was situated in an area that was far from the city. It is near the countryside. Vast, grassy area. The bodies recovered appear to be in a state of decomposing. " Wait for a while," Carsen appealed to the medics who were zipping the bodies. He showed his police badge to them. And so they allowed him to check the corpses. Carsen reached the victim's hands. It looks like there's a circular patch around their wrists, like a trace of a wristband, and a round mark on its neck.This one doesn't look like a simple bracelet huh? It's like a metal thing was attached around their neck and wrists. He thinks.Later
As expected in the next few days, those who received an invitation were all over the media. The entire investigation department were congratulating Carsen. Of course who won't be thrilled about being invited? For a Newman, for people at the bottom, being invited to the reunion is a much honor. It was like a dream come true. It is the ultimate pursuit of everyone that's below the hierarchy. The entire police station was waiting if Carsen's invitation would make him officially included in the party games. That's all that they were after. All eyes were on that huge television screen, and when they heard Carsen's name as a participant in the game, the office was filled with cheering, they were celebrating for Carsen. " Happy for you bro!" Robin bumped his fist with him. Carsen just responds with a smile.Later that day, the news about his invitation reached Harpie, his ex. At the moment when their village in El Rotosi was having a celebration dinner, a luxurious car parked nearby. It
The theme of the party was glitz and glam. The guests were welcomed by sparkling showgirls. While in the wide stage were large props of martini glasses, glitter handball balance with performers providing entertainment for the event. The party was classy and glamorous. That is its signature. Guests arrived in dozens with wide smiles on their faces, wrapped in their fanciest clothes, arriving in their luxury cars. Tonight is the feast of the elite. Tonight is Standford's alumni. The reunion of those deserving, of those who were given an invitation.Carsen was just quiet in the corner, sipping wine while others were chatting in a group. He noticed that most of those who were here were from his class, but he barely remembers them all since he dropped out in the middle of the school year. He took a deep breath. Staying at a party like this is not his thing.It's kind of suffocating. Carsen thinks.And he slightly loosened his bow tie." Hey, dude!"Carsen's attention was got by a male wh
The order of the world is just favorable to the Castellans, to the people at the top. Unless, this system remains then the world would stay rotten, not perfect, contrary to what the Castellan and Lords claim. This is what the outsiders believe. This is the core principle they lived by, the motivation of their every battle. The outsiders were deemed as criminals. They were considered outcasts and not deserving of any support from the new world system. According to hearsays they lived underground and eat from stealing or leftovers of the three legitimate hierarchies. Yeah, legitimate. Even though the Newmans and Flocks at are the bottom levels of the social system, at least, they were considered part of the society and since they were recognized, they can get free food and homes and other stuff. Unlike the outsiders who are pushed to live on their own, they were pressed down and without any support. Well, that's what the general public knows. Lucas Wyatt vividly recalls the expressions
Robin Mack, Carsen's close colleague and friend in the police investigation unit, heard the gunfire but he didn't have given them much thought. He wasn't the one assigned in the area until his phone radio sounded. The other line was telling him about a shooting incident. To his surprise, the area mentioned was Carsen's address. His friend was now at the game. He was worried and hoped that the incident doesn't concern Carsen's family but his hopes failed when he arrived at the Newman's compound. Many people gathered at Carsen's house. Police cars were blaring. Curious neighbors were there and so were the CSI. Robin showed off his badge to the crime scene in charge. He was allowed to go inside Carsen's house. The crime scene investigators told him that no one is there except for Lily Adams - Carsen's mom, who is the victim. Robin's eyes widened in disbelief hearing that Carsen's mom was killed. If this news reach Carsen he would surely get devastated. What's more agonizing is that he ca