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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
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "That bastard almost chewed my head off..."
"I'm dead today..."Alves couldn't tell if he had really lost hope or those words were just imposters to the ones he had meant to say. He could feel his body dangling fiercely in the air, as that particular giant held him by the two legs. The weight and grip was so sudden and rough that Alves felt like his legs would be ripped off his body. It felt like he would be made into a cripple in the blink of an eye. It felt scary and threatening at the same time. But the uncontrollable descent of all the giants, including the one who had snatched Alves from the giant with the ring. They couldn't control how they fell. So everyone of the giants, kept falling so helplessly that they couldn't hold their posture up with any aid. No rock or mountain side reaching out to their aids. Splash! Rumble! Boom! All the giants gradually fell into the waterfall one after the other. The water ws6s raging so much that it crashed against the body of rocks splattered across the deep body of water. Alves h
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Your tool - Tame it.
"How do I obtain this crown?"Alves threw the dead worm away. It was pretty big. He was deep in thoughts. He had a lot to be worry about, yet at the same time he had just little to worry about. To think that he could hold unto one thing and let the rest go was a feeling that tend to be surreal but then remote. "They are unbelievably strong and tall. Obviously they won't go down without a fight."He took a sharp breath. He allowed the thoughts to pace his mind for quite a while. He was trying to draw an inference. "I think I'm not getting it right. It seems that's why it feels like an impossible task for me."He was pushing the thoughts around his mind. He was spinning and wishing that at least a helpful thought would get him out of the mess. But he couldn't be quite sure yet. "It seems like getting worried about all of them is what causes the worry."Alves nodded. He was beginning to get what he wanted. What seemed to be remote suddenly appeared to be in his reach. "I should only
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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
