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Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Glowing Feather.
"How is that possible? How did I win the training? I mean, how did I turn out to be the winner of the task?"Alves had a lot of questions to ask, and those were just the opening half. "I mean, you are the one who kinda hit me."He took a quick pause, turning to face Akulia. He didn't really worry much about the weird reactions of Akulia before the chiming of the notification in his wrist. Something which seemed more important had snatched his attention. "When you hit me, I had blood in my nose and stuff. But when I hit you, you didn't even feel an ounce of pain. How did I become the winner then?"Alves wanted and needed someone to answer his question. But at that moment, all he could do was wait for what would happen in the nearest moment. Perhaps he would be able to bank on it. When the walls of the room had fallen away, crumbled to pieces by the unbelievable punch of Akulia, the day had paved for a very beautiful sight. Up ahead of them was what looked like an ocean. Crystal cl
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? An hour.
The wild composure of the once gentle breeze which had metamorphosed into a wild counterpart by time started to dwindle, and so did the mirage of realism which had been supplanted earlier. The echo from the horizon and the calls of the seagulls added something surreal to the feeling at that moment. It felt like Alves was plucked from his original body and was made into a remote version. His eyes ,which keenly observed Akulia who was still on his knees, slowly moved to his body. There seemed to be a twist to the sudden change which had just caught up with him. Everything happened in a close sequence whereby if a mental account of it was not taken, it would seem as though it never happened. "Akulia."There was urgency in Alves' tone when he called at Akulia. And at the mention of the fellow's name, he rose slowly on his feet. Perhaps he would had remained like that, on his knees, if Alves hadn't relieved him. "What's this?"Alves asked, looking down at his own body which had retur
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Your time is about running out."
Alves and Akulia were travelling through the forest which led to the lake. There was no word spoken by either of them. But it was quite obvious that there was a lot going on in Alves' mind. It was scribbled on his face. Akulia didn't for once look at him either. His attention was to the front. Alves was behind, Akulia at the front. Alves couldn't really tell which ought to come first. The prolonged silence went on for a while. And after a while, they cohld see the lake in an eye shot. Alves stopped walking all of a sudden. As though something quite urgent just hit him. Akulia heard the halt and stopped too. "Do you have any concerns?"Akulia asked before Alves could say the words. It was as though, Alves was trying to sort the words and think the thoughts through before making words of them. "What if Grandma suddenly asks of me? What would be your response?"Alves asked with such straight face that could poke a hole in Akulia's mind. Akulia was silent for a while as though he was
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Host's Agitation.
"Why are you prolly against every one other than me? Do you maybe have a bad history with any of them?"Alves was bent on getting to the root of this. "It's a matter of time before the shiny and brilliant light wanes out. It'll be advisable that you use the opportunity, His Eminence."Akulia was not willing to talk about it. Instead, his eyes were glued to the portal which kept crackling electrical currents every second. Alves sighed, looking in the direction of the portal. He knew too well that this fellow wouldn't tell him what he wanted to know, but he had another trick up his sleeve. At least if he didn't get this, he would get the other one. "When you saw Grandma, you were scared. I have never seen you around other people that way. It's either you are mad or not willing to stay. Just like the first day."Alves kept pressing. Akulia turned to face Alves this time. His eyes were stern and tough. It had no string of compassion in it. When he looked away from Alves, he walked towa
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Madam Casper!!!"
Alves had no idea what to make of what had just happened. Perhaps because events came so successively that he didn't know which to hold unto. He looked like a sort of fool who was struggling to lay his hands on multiple things at the same time. At first there were four bulldozers coming his way, and then suddenly a pop up! When the pop up had come, he'd thought that people around him would see it, but it seemed like he was the only one seeing it. Well, he couldn't tell that much, because the two men had only taken quick glances at him. He probably shouldn't read too much meaning to that. But his dilemma was which of the two to bank on first. Which of the two activities to take as a priority. The bulldozers right in from of him or the window pop up hanging right there with him. He was beginning to get ideas finally. The pop up seemingly had nowhere it was going. And as it seemed, he was the only one who could see it. It might be a good thing to take the bulldozers into considerati
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? FIFTEEN DAYS!!!
Alves couldn't remember whether or not he took down the window pop up which had appeared before him earlier ago. That wasn't his bother either. He ran into the express road, turning to his right and left. He could see the bulldozers pulling away from the premises of the Huthi Farmland. He didn't have anything to worry about them. Luckily enough for him, he saw the two men who had been shooed off by Madam. The two men whom he'd been talking to. They were getting into their own car. Alves hurried towards them at once. He figured that he could use their help. "Could you take me to the trillionaire tower. MANGRID?"He asked as soon as he got to them. He didn't have anytime to waste or anything to hide. The intentional he was, the quicker he would get the answer that he wanted. "Oh... it'll be a pleasure."One of the men said with a fat smile seeped in his face. THAT WAS QUITE EASIER THAN I THOUGHT. Alves thought in his mind and sat at the backseat of the car. He was wondering why t
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
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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
