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Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Villian..."
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
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The Young Man...
The rage which had been fueled by what he had heard, and other things tied to the foul emotions compounded into something more severe, propelling Alves to push the door open and stepped out of the car. "I swear I'm going to kill him on the spot."Alves swore so blatantly that every part of his body stood witness to the weight of the words. Stepping out of the car and taking his first few steps, something which he could never had imagined happened. Even though he had vowed in his heart that he would not be talked out of what he had purposed to do, yet for a second he had a second thought. Villian and the men who had come with him had just bowed to Alves. "What the hell, why are the bowing?"Alves muttered to himself. He didn't really know what to make of this. He just stood there wondering what this matter was. He was beginning to have several ideas but he had no idea which of the ideas to bank on. It just didn't seat well in his mind. After a while of wondering what the hell was
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "He's recruiting men to lock you away..."
"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
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? An hour = Three days
"Rebel families?"Alves couldn't get that off his head. The word kept bouncing back whenever he tried to throw them off. By the day, he got to discover every new things. And these things were not random things that come and go. They were things that come like a thief in the night, invading his mental space and colonising his thoughts. That was why he always had hard time getting over those words which had preyed on his thoughts. "I mean, how... how did he travel to this ---"Alves held back the words as though it wasn't relevant to get to the root of it. But he was concerned. And it was written all over his face. To think that the worries and troubles of the parallel world would not end in the other world but extended to to this world? Living in Grimming Hills would never be the same for him. Ever again. Thinking about those things alone got on his nerves and made him confused. He had randomly ushered himself into a pool of trouble. But then he did hope there would be some sort of
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Mia is not here..."
"That's what the book states."The young man said. Alves understood that the fellow had said that probably in defense of himself or something. But that wasn't really what he was aiming at. There was a very much big picture which the fellow wasn't seeing yet. "No, repeat what you said."Alves had the strength of his gaze eating up the face of the fellow. "I read in the parallel world book that an hour here equals to three days over there."Alves had wanted the man to say something entirely different. Perhaps because he didn't want to believe that his ears had picked the words accurately. He was shaking his head. In a manner that even the young man couldn't tell what was going on in his mind. "You are serious about what you just said?"Alves wouldn't believe. He didn't know why. Perhaps because it was strange to the ears. "On my life, His Eminence. I would not make such a joke."The fellow was determined, yet Alves was not convinced."I need to see the book myself."Alves demanded
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Sacrificial lamb...
If Alves' head was made from a sort of inflatable object and was puffed up by every of the state of confusion which he had gone through, then it would had bursted open at this very moment. There was no lie to the fact that there would never be an end to these unending shocks that kept catching up with him and knocking him off the recent moods. "The ALUWA helped her travel to the parallel world."The young man added. Alves wanted to say a thing. At least just one word but his tongue was not moving. At that moment, it was hard to tell what was holding his tongue back. He could feel the words trying to show themselves off but somehow they were held back. "I couldn't do anything about it. I don't really think that the ALUWA likes me. And there is no way I could had talked them out of it."The young man took his usual pause. "The truth was that I was there the very day that she left. But I couldn't do a thing. My father told me that the ALUWA would never listen to anyone other than the
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Magic and Forgetfulness.
"Oh shit, how could I forget?"The young man, rolled to his side. He should get up on his feet but he was reluctant. He remained there for a while. When he had had enough of lying on the earth, he sat up. Then slowly he got up on his feet. He raised his head and looked at the white and blue electrical currents reaching from the sky and towering over the opening of the Huthi Farmland. The electrical currents seemed like a spherical bowl used to cover the whole of the forest. There was no opening, no matter how tiny. The young man just stood there watching. He took in a deep breath. "This barrier is stronger than I thought. It might get to take more than seven days for it to dissolve."The young man nodded at the assumption. He kept the long stare for another short period. He had a couple things going on in his mind. Things which he would not say out. Even if he was to say it out, who was he supposed to say it to?"Should I wait here a bit for him?"He thought for a while. "He might
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Run on water...
Alves walked into the space. He turned to look at his back. It was the nothingness. The usual nothingness behind him. That proved to him that he was back in the kingdom. He nodded then walked off the spot. He looked around but he couldn't find anyone. There was no one in sight, not even Akulia. He had no idea what to do or how go to about it. "Yes, there is something about my wrist right? I mean, Akulia said that the technology around here builds the mobile or smart phone in their wrists."He began to tap his wrists for some reasons. He wanted to bring up the smart phone in his wrist. Perhaps he would be able to use that. Perhaps that would help him reach someone who could help him. There was a great and large lake before him. He didn't think he could swim it. He wasn't even thinking of that as an option. All he could think of was getting someone to come and help him. "How the fuck would this motherfucker go back on his own word? Didn't he say that he would be here on my return? W
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