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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
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? 1/2
Alves still had a generous amount of mirth sitting in his face...Reap! Sweep! Alves suddenly felt a great force hit him from inside. It was as though he was hit by a big rock from the inside. As though his inside was crushed by a big tyre of a long truck. Not only was the effect sudden, but it was painful, it hurt so badly... so badly that Alves puked blood. "Ow... Ow..."Alves couldn't tell what was happening. This wasn't what he had asked for. Why the hell was this happening to him? He couldn't tell. He didn't even have enough time to wonder and ponder about it. He had thrown up another cup of blood, this time, a little thick and ball type. More like a clot. "What the f--fuck is happening to me?"Alves was having a great trouble putting together his words. It was at that moment that he realised that making words only didn't come from the brain, other parts of the body down there do the job while the lips and brain take the credit for it. He was hanging in the air like a corpse,
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? 2/2
The feeling was surreal and otherworldly. He didn't even know how it happened but he enjoyed it. It was as though two forces had control over his sense of being. At a point it felt like he was in charge of his own mind, at the other he felt like he was just a keeper of his own body while someone had invaded his mind. He could see the end of the lake in sight. Before he could make a request, he had been thrown into the air, doing crazy and acrobatic backflips and he descended and approached the earth. He made a sensous landing on the earth. He had never felt so light, accomplished and graceful like he did at that moment. It was as though a new version of him had just been unlocked. Or perhaps he had just unlocked a new character. He looked at the forest up ahead of him. At this moment, he couldn't even think of Akulia anymore. He was caught up in the unreal feeling leased by these unprecedented actions and events. "Speed!"Alves called at the window pop-up which never left his pre
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? " I miss you. "
There were a couple reasons that Alves was surprised. Of course when he had planned on returning to this kingdom, he had come with the expectation to meet Mia. And now on seeing her, there was a wave of great shock that hit him. He couldn't really tell what the reaction was. He just stood there watching her. He should say something to her but he couldn't. She had seen him too. And immediately she saw him, she got up on her feet. Her eyes were mild but curious. Alves couldn't really tell what to make of her expression. At first he thought she was mad at him or something. She had the right to be if she was. He had been away for about two weeks. But then browsing his memories, he couldn't really tell why he was being so hard on himself. Himself and Mia were not dating before he left her in Huthi Farmland the other day. But then following their encounter in the Huthi Farmland where the ALUWA referred to her as the Queen. Alves did realised that they might owe each other than either
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"Hi! I'm the anonymous!"
News began to spread across Grimmings about the mystery of the newly discovered Dragon King and mysterious Trillionaire. The news started as still and random as the flowing breeze, until there was a twist which made it hostile, raging like a ferocious wind across Grimming Hills. "That can't be true." Someone said to the people who surrounded him. "The dragon King? He is who?" The same person carried on the argument. "You were not listening?! I said that he was the same person as the son-in-law of the Casper mansion!" The lady who was the centre of attention, said. "What!" Almost everyone who was encircled in that group exclaimed at the discovery. "How is that even possible? It does not make any sense." Someone argued passionately. "That was the same thing I thought in the first place, but for no reason, things started to play out." "But we only just discovered that the dragon King is alive. It hadn't even been more than twenty minutes ago since the press meeting ended! How coul
"Alves?!"
Inside the Casper mansion, there were a couple of people gathered in the living room. They all had their eyes glued to the screen of the TV. Their facial reactions emphasised how absorbed and engulfed they were by whatever was going on on the screen. "Why does it feel like I'll die of curiosity?" Michael muttered, almost falling off his seat. "My heart will be ripped open." Simeon had few of his fingers over his lips in anticipation. "I can't breathe." Their sister was trying to divide her attention between not looking and looking. Madam Casper was seated in her special chair, staring sternly at the screen. Her gaze was locked in as though she would be paid handsomely for the attention squandered. No, invested!On the screen of the TV, there was an explosion at the entrance of the media train, and everyone was waiting, watching with their hearts in their mouths. A man dressed in an entire that wasn't typical of the modern era walked into the media train. There was a black mask on
"I present to you..."
The Prime Minister walked briskly into the media train. There were all several screens set up. As soon as he stepped into the designated area, all the cameras and lightening whirred in his direction. His face was supplanted in the chain of screens, which looked like a cinema. There was hardly anyone on the media train. The cameras seemed to have the mind of their own, zooming in at intervals on the face and other parts of the Prime Minsiter. "Now you are live." A robotic voice said in the train. The Prime Minister took two steps forward into the stream of limelight. "I'm sure that everyone knows who I am." He started. "I am the Prime Minister of this great country, Grimming Hills." He continued. "There has been a lot happening in this country ever since I assumed the position. Though most of them have been significant changes and growth in the economic sector of the country, some of them have been a little concerning." "At least, so it started in the past few months until recen
"That's if it was a human."
Alves was waiting patiently for the arrival of the Prime Minister. No matter how much he tried to dissuade himself from worrying about the punk who had claimed to have his full picture, he just couldn't get the thoughts off his head. He got up from the couch and walked towards the door again. "When did the media get here? I mean, it hasn't even been a minute since the news was broadcast. How could they have arrived here in such a sort space of time?" He murmured, looking through the door. He walked out of the door and headed towards the gate. He was in the compound of the tower. No matter how zealous and intentional the media personnel were, they could never break in. "We are here to meet with the mystery man!" A voice called from outside the compound. "Please, we would love to have a word with you, sir.""Please come answer some of our questions." "We know you are in..."Alves could hear the people calling at him. Leaving the compound premises wouldn't be much of a hassle for h
The Dragon King.
The flaps of giant wings preceeded the wave of wild wind, which swept across Huthi Farmland. The dragon descended at the front of the two bamboo stalks which served as the portal to the parallel world. "What the hell?" Alves was reluctant to climb down from the back of the dragon. It had been clouds and clouds when they travelled from the place where they left the Supreme Majesty. To suddenly find himself back at Grimming Hills was something he could never have anticipated. "Why did I find myself here? Why didn't I return to the Kingdom? What happened? Is this the doings of the Supreme Majesty?" The dragon pushed its head forward till it touched touched the earth. Alves climbed down from its back. "Did I really fly from like two worlds to Huthi under an hour?" He heard the wings of the dragon flap. The Supreme Majesty had told him that the dragon was his spiritual pet. He still didn't know what that really meant. The dragon lifted itself from the earth, and off it flew, as
"Your Spiritual Pet."
"What is sleep?"The Supreme Majesty asked again, waking Alves from his sleep. Alves sat up suddenly. He looked around him. It was as though he was making an effort to understand what was happening."What causes sleep?"The question came again, and he looked in the direction of the voice. Seeing the Supreme Majesty, he looked around him again. He was in a strange area. Clouds surrounded the both of them, yet the earth was rocky beneath him. He slowly got up on his feet. The Supreme Majesty had his back to him. Alves took careful steps towards the divine creature. "Where am I?""Where are we?"Alves asked intermittently. "What is this place?"When he looked to his front again, the Supreme Majesty was no longer there. Alves was neither surprised nor flustered. He had grown to acknowledge wonders like that. "Do not play the word game, Son."The voice came from behind him this time. He turned to look. "Why do you keep asking me what causes sleep? And what does sleep mean?"Alves arg
"...I'll do it. It's why I'm here..."
Warm hands were wrapped around his arm as he was led towards the lake. He couldn't make them stop. He didn't want to. They led him into the water. He took a few steps, pushing the water with his knees. That was how much he had been gobbled up by depth of that part of the lake. When he looked down to see, he could see the depth of the lake so plainly and clearly. The lake was crystal clear. The base of the lake was fine. No stone, no speckle. Just pure white sand. He looked to the front and couldn't find any sort of creature in the lake. No fish, no matter how small. Not even a fingerling. When warm palms glid down his arms and chest, that was when he was knocked back to the reality, which was quickening and pacing. The ladies were rubbing his arms and chest. They were scooping water and washing him. He wanted to argue with them, but then he recalled that it was the man from the hall who must have given them the guts to do that. He decided to go along with whatever they had in mi
The Emerald Prince.
"What causes sleep?"A voice zoomed to Alves as soon his eyes opened. He sat up and looked around him. At first, he didn't see who was talking, but when he looked again, there was an old but lanky man standing not far from him. The man had white flowing beards, which were in knots. His hair was snowy white with strands of blacks. "Do you have an idea, dear son?"The man turned away from him and walked towards something that looked like a throne. A shiny throne carved out of red gold. Alves had never seen anything of such elegance and beauty. The sight alone was breathtaking. HE JUST CALLED ME SON?Though Alves' mind was busy admiring the qualities and beauty of the Palace, he didn't trade the important details. Alves watched the old yet young man settle into the thrown. He quickly looked around him if there was any other person in the Palace. There was no one in sight. His only company was the strange old man. DID THOSE WINGED CREATURES BRING ME HERE? IS HE THE SUPREME MAJESTY? MY
Fragrances
"I'll kill you! You are dead!!!"Alves yelled as he kept falling and falling till THUD, his body hit the hot and thick surface of the body of lava. "Oh Lord. Oh God. I'm dead."He started to fight his way, trying to do whatever he could to get out of the thick and sticky body of liquid. "Do something you fucking, Ri. Fucking do something! Where is the hidden weapon I would be able to use in a difficult time?"In the middle of his bickers and yelling, something quite strange hit him. "Huh?"For a moment, he stopped fighting and kicking. "Wait a minute."He pulled one of his hands out of the thick liquid. "What's happening?"He turned the sticky hand to this side and that side. "Nothing is happening. No pain? No scar? No heat?"He couldn't believe his eyes. He tried to move his body in the lava. He turned around and saw how fiery and scary the lava seemed from distance. Moving to this side and that, he felt no pain. It felt like he was drowning in mud. Instead of a lava. "Is thi
