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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
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? [Ping! Vint Sap. Apply it on your skin, buy time.]
"Tame?""How?""How am I supposed to do that..."Alves had a lot going on in his head and the words kept falling out of his lips of their own accords. But then he realised that he had more than that to worry about. Suddenly, he struggled with all the strength in him. He felt a great force pulling him by the collar, in a slide off the paw of the huge lion. He went sliding away. About a metre away from where the lion had originally pinned him down to. He puffed first before he made out the words,"What was that?"He couldn't be sure what to think. One thing which was certain was the fact that he didn't pull himself. It must be his Ri pulling off the pressure of the paw of the lion. He raised his head looking at the lion. The creature, even distant from him, looked quite huge. "Tame it? Did that motherfucker say Tame it?"Alves wanted it all to be a lie but he couldn't draw the inference. "A tool? My tool? What does it mean by that? What tool is it talking about?"The more Alves tho
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Taming her...
"Oh shit, he is looking at me..."Alves didn't know what to do. He couldn't even think of something. He was seated on the branch of the tree, both of his legs were outstretched on the branch. It was a lucky posture for him, but he didn't know for how long. There was a giant beneath him, whose height got to that branch of the tree. The neck of the giant had been pushed towards his position, and the eye of the gaint was creeping him out. Alves didn't need anyone to tell him that he had been discovered by the giant. But then something quite interesting happened. While he had given up and was thinking of how to buy himself a new life or a way out of this unanticipated havoc, he realised that the giant was sniffing. Alves decided to say still for a while. For a fact, he couldn't really tell what was happening, but he could feel deep within himself that things were beginning to work in his own favour. It was a strong feeling which he couldn't throw away. He felt the tip of the nose of
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Yayahyqq"
"Hey don't go. Where are you going? You are supposed to stay."Alves called on top of his voice as he watched the lion walk away. He wished he could do something. Anything at all. But there was nothing coming. He couldn't reach a definite reaction. "She shouldn't walk away. This isn't part of the plan is it?"He kept staring at the lion. The lion kept walking till it was out of sight, walking into another cut in the shrubs. "Didn't I tame her? Did I tame her yet?"Alves wasn't really sure of what to say. He was clueless on what to do next. "If I didn't tame her, she would had killed me or hurt me, or something."Alves took few steps forward. It was as though he was trying so hard to reach at something which naturally seemed to be remote to him. "But then why did she walk away? Was I supposed to say something to her, to make her stay? Perhaps she understands a different language?"Alves didn't want to waste his time any further. He did have quite a lot to do. He couldn't even tell
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Advancing to Demigod
"Where the hell did you come from? I thought you left? How did you get here before me?"Alves knew that he was being illogical with the loads of questions he was asking, yet he just wanted to make meaning of it. He had struggled with his brain to quit thinking about the possibility of the lion being the one who almost hit him off the branch of the tree the other time. And now what?He had travelled in the other direction, in the speed of the wind. Yet, the lion was standing behind him? Even if the lion could run faster than him, which was more of a mirage because of the weight, yet it would had come out from where the giants were, and not from behind him. There was something else to be worried about and he knew that, but for a while he allowed himself to be distracted. But then the growl of the giants knocked him back to reality. When he raised his head, he realised a change in the giants' composure and approach. The giants who were once tough and threatening, now cower, growling
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The Prime Minister.
"I could tell that you had a great experience."There was a voice from behind him. He was familiar with that voice. He didn't really need to turn to be able to tell who that was. But then he was reluctant to face the person. Instead, he allowed his scurrying eyes to travel through the great space between the two mountain ranges. He stared at the mouth of the cave where many giants were, still on their knees. Though it was a hard decision for him, yet he knew that it would make absolutely no sense staying back in this strange space. He couldn't possibly start a new life with giants and a lion. When he was done looking, he turned to face the man who had spoken. The heat which was warming up his hair started to cool off. It could only mean one thing; the crown on his head had stopped glowing. "What brings you here?"He said to Akulia who had his usual stare. It was hard to tell what Alves had going on in his mind. His facial reaction seemed to had been trained to hide his feelings. H
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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
