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Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "I love you, Alves. Sooo much."
Alves reached out one of his hands slowly. Till the palm touched the warm cheek of the person lying next to him on the large and comfortable bed. Mia. As soon as his palm touched her cheek, his thumb got to work, caressing the curve of her cheek, in a sensuous manner. Her heard her nose push out a great amount of warm air. And their eyes met. Her face had a great deal of joy seeped in it. She looked to be quite happy. And if not happy, at least satisfied. Her expression seemed well defined, yet to an extent it seemed remote. "Is this real? Are you real?"He wasn't sure which of the questions he had meant to ask in the first place. But since both question pointed in the same direction of an answer, he didn't bother to take any of them back. He just stared at her, awaiting her response. She chuckled softly, her eyes not leaving his. She pushed her head a little bit up to press her lips to the fall of his palm. She sniffed it a bit. Alves still didn't say a word. He looked to be mor
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Madam Casper?!"
"Oh shit, Grandma."Alves cussed out loudly. At first he had no idea why. He really couldn't tell why he was feeling so jumpy as the voice came. He didn't know how to take this or how to react to it. But he was starting to get ideas. "Grandma? What do you mean Grandma? Or did you mean to say Grandpa?"That was Mia trying so hard not to get confused. Alves rolled off the bed, hardly answering her question. The knock had come from the door which led to the other parts of the tower, so Alves thought that he had a choice. "Let's go. You said you were on your way."Alves walked briskly to Mia and grabbed her by the wrist. He wanted to lead her towards the door which led to the hanger. That was the best escape route she could ever take. He had proportioned his body in the direction of the door. But he felt a weird force holding him back. When he turned, he realised that Mia was refusing to budge. His eyes squinted. Not in rage precisely, but he couldn't really tell what he was feeling a
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Li.
Mia was lying in bed and Alves was standing by the bed side. He was staring at her cold and mild face and wishing that a sort of miracle would happen. At least she would open her eyes even if not speak yet. Alves didn't know what to do yet. But he did know that she didn't die. She just passed out. So, all she needed was enough rest. But then while he stood there wondering, he got quite an idea that tend to be useful,"Is there no doctor around here? At least someone to bring her back. I mean, she might just happen to need a little bit of this and that."There was much concern in his tone as he gawked at Akulia who was now seated on the floor like an alms beggar. Alves didn't care about the position of the fellow, for all he knew he was still mad at him. He was only biding his time to get the appropriate timing to beat the fuck out of him. And he couldn't really tell how quickly that would come. But for now, his priority was making sure that Mia was alright. "No, there is no doctor
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "I have longed to meet you."
How could it be his fault though? He couldn't bring himself to fault. All he could do was blame everything on,THAT CRAZY JERK! HE CAUSED THIS. HOW WOULD I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO THINK THAT IT WAS GRANDMA? I THOUGHT IT WAS THAT FOOL TRYING TO PULL A PRANK ON ME AGAIN. Alves didn't know how to react or what to say. OH SHIT, I'M IN FOR HELL TODAY. LOOK AT HER EYES. OH GOD THEY ARE SO SCARY. HOW CAN THE EYES OF AN OLD WOMAN BE THESE THREATENING AND SCARY?Alves realised that his worries were much more than he would agree to admit to. HOW DO I EXPLAIN TO HER THAT I DIDN'T MEAN IT THAT WAY? HOW SHOULD I TELL HER THAT I MISTOOK HER FOR SOMEONE ELSE?Alves tried not to shake his head even though that was exactly what he was tempted to do. He puffed, swallowing every now and then. He could never had thought that a minute could be this long. If he was told that a second could feel like a week, he might had punched the person who said the words in the face. Then suddenly he got an idea. YES! I
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The elders of Maguria.
"You called for a sudden meeting."One of the many elders threw the words at Azuga. Azuga as usual didn't look a little bothered, let alone let that get to him at all. "You do know that we do not just seat around. We all have something doing. We want to believe that you have made this calling because of something with great relevance."The man kept pushing as though he had been seeking for a medium to take out his rage on the fellow. "Why don't we just listen to what he's got to say?"Another of the elders countered the man who had a tough and stern face. Azuga allowed himself to be distracted for a while as he took a quick glance at the man who had tried to speak up for him. "After all, there is not much to be worried about. All we have to do was a conference with the neighboring winds and we'll be off the sight. Sincerely I have no idea what this fuss is all about."The fellow who had taken the stance seemed to be more talkative than the first elder. Azuga didn't dare interrupt.
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The Red crown...
"Are you ready to get into it?"Akulia was standing quite a distance away from Alves. Not too far, not too close. It was the precision of Alves. He didn't want the fellow to come too close to him. He kept a long stare at Akulia for a while. It was obvious from his eyes that there were a couple things going on in his mind. When he looked away from Akulia, he took a glance at his wrist. There was no scar or smear whatsoever. He couldn't believe that what happened could just go away like that. "Or you want to risk it again? But this time, the pain might travel into your brain."Akulia started to close the pace between them. Akulia seemed to be indifferent to whatever Alves might want to do even if he broke the rules. Alves looked away from the wrist. He understood what Akulia meant by what he had just said. "We have just two minutes to get into the training. You don't want your Ri reminding you every now and then. I think I haven't told you that the Ri is always not really a big fan
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Meeting the giants...
The realisation that dawned on Alves was not something he could trade for anything. And the succeeding facts which kept growing at the stem of his consciousness made things even more bothersome for him. So much that he didn't know which of the actions to choose yet. All he could do was just wonder. Perhaps in the next few seconds he would get a grip. "I have to do this on my own."It occurred to be a sort of question but then made its way out as a statement. "I have to obtain the what?"He still was reluctant to accept what he had just seen displayed before him. Perhaps because of the urgency and the suddenness. But then he had seen things more than that.He was up on his feet. His face was straight and long. Slowly he was beginning to embrace the turn of event. He looked it. He puffed a wave of warm air and turned in the direction of the waterfall. He took gentle steps towards the cliff of the mountain. He looked across the space to the other mountain. His eyes trailed off the si
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Red crown... red king...
Though Alves had no idea what to do at first, but one thing which was certain was that he didn't waver. He didn't even break a sweat. His breath didn't tremble let alone his body quake. There was a deep assurance within him that ruled out and subdued every form of fear there ever could be in the entire world.Knowing fully well that he couldn't catch every of the giants in one gaze, he decided to look at his front alone. Each giant was as tall as an average palm tree and three times thicker. Each was wearing a piece of cloth that reached from his shoulders to his waists. No trousers, but the piece of cloth reached to cover their heavy balls. The stench which came with the gaint was more than suicidal. It smelled like dungs mixed with the foulest chemicals of all time. It could make a random man pass out. But lucky enough for Alves, he wasn't a human. Not at that moment. It was his Ri that was taking the show. Not only were the giants mighty heavy and threatening to look upon, but
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