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Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? His Ri.
Alves was more eager in getting to know her side of the story, than getting to know the reason why the ALUWA had shown uninvited and out of thin air. Not important. Not at that moment. Every passing minute, his doubts and speculations kept fleshing up into something of great significance. The more he observed, the more he realised that Mia might know more than he had envisaged. On the ordinary, it was hard to say whether or not that was a good thing. The both of them were standing close enough to each other, her hand clutching his. Her eyes were glued on the ALUWA who were still bowing to the earth; knees brushing the dirt, face plung into the dust, in utmost humility. "Did you just mention the ALUWA?"Alves was way too curious to hide it. Though the words were out before he intended them to, yet he never regretted the action. And for a few seconds, as though she was knocked out of her fantasies, Mia plucked her gaze from the ALUWA, throwing a very stern gaze at Alves. Her facia
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Was it all a lie?"
It was as though Alves had closed his eyes and opened them in a blink. As though he had just shut his eyes after his pupils had been hit by a blinding light. That was how it seemed when he regained his consciousness. It seemed random and natural, as though nothing happened in the first place. But of course he knew that what happened could never be ignored. "Where am I?"Were the first few words his brain could coin. He traced his eyes down his body till they got to his legs. He was standing uprightly. On something which looked like a steep. But that wasn't really the most important thing at that moment. What was more important and interesting at that moment was what he was putting on. "What!"He exclaimed, but it was weakly. He quickly pinched his trouser to feel the texture of the clothing. It wasn't what he used to feel or know. "This can't be true."He muttered again. He wasn't even paying an attention to his language. "What am I wearing? What is this attire?"The more ques
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Aria.
"How can I suddenly appear in the middle of nowhere?"Alves complained as he walked through the tiny path bordered by the assemblies of thick shrubs. "Could the ALUWA or whatever their name is, really lie to me?"He took a sigh. "What would they had gained though? Lying to me that I am the king of an unknown country. What could have been in for them?"He scoffed,"I must be really dumb to have believed what they said."But the more he talked to himself, the deeper his thoughts widened. "If its true that they lied to me, then why did that bird come into the context. Or was the bird also a paid actor?"He chuckled. Then suddenly he heard a sound. He stopped walking. For no reason, he looked down at his shoes. They were funny looking. But that wasn't what to be worried about. While staring at his shoes, he noticed something under one of his soles. He bent down to pick it. He shifted his leg to a side then picked it up. He put it up, a broken twig. "I thought it was something impor
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Madam..."
Alves watched in utmost shock as the seven yachts came to a stop at his front, in a horizontal file, at the bank of the lagoon. He was still wondering what was happening, whether or not to be alerted or scared. Suddenly, several men dressed in attires seemed to be made out of wool, yet neat as though they were suits. Super fluffy and professional looking at the same time. He didn't have much time to wonder and ponder on the unique weirdness of the attires, because the men had climbed down the yachts. Each yachts had a file of men. Each group hurrying towards him. At this point, Alves didn't know how to react. For all he knew, they might have come to hurt him or something close to that. Up to that moment, he still had no idea where the hell he was and what he was doing there. He had met a weird man at the lake behind, discovered that he was wearing a weird attire, then encountered a strangely white panther with enormous weight which had led him to this lagoon. And then yachts, the
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Your Grandma."
"You silly brat. You silly brat."The woman kept hitting him. She hit him in the chest, on the arms, pinched him a little bit, hit him again in the chest. Then she started to cry. Hitting him continuously. But the manner at which she hit him, it wasn't as though she was doing it with the intention to hurt him. She cried and cried for a while then hugged him, holding unto him so passionately. With care and want. With desire and joy. Like you hold unto something that you cherish. Something you are just seeing after a very long time?Alves wasn't sure what this was all about. But one thing which he knew for sure. One thing which was quite evident, was the fact that this woman does not possess any trait of Madam. Madam had never come close to him, let alone alone hug him. So tightly as though she would enter through his skin and get absolved. Then if this person is not Madam, then why does she have the face of Madam? That was one of the most important questions he had got to ask himsel
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "How could you do that to me?!"
"Why do you keep refusing to come with me?"Alves stood at the bank of the lagoon, staring sternly, with much inquisitiveness at the leader of the WHITE group. The man hardly looked up at him. He would occasionally raise his head to meet Alves' gaze. "He would not stay."The man argued, but his tone was very much convincing. He spoke from an end that was very accurate. "Why wouldn't he want to stay? I mean, was that why he ran away when y'all arrived?"Slowly Alves was getting answers to his questions, even though that seemed to be the less important of the questions. "I will put it that way, His Eminence."The man did a soft bow. Alves kept the stare at the man for another few seconds. He didn't look convinced, yet he did realise that there was nothing he could do. He couldn't possibly force the man to do against his will. But then he was tempted to abuse his power. Since he was revered highly, he could command the man to escort him. But he couldn't find the need to do that. Plu
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? [Status: Meeting Completed. ]
Following all the heads up that the leader of the WHITE group had given him, Aves didn't want to be rash in his decisions. He knew a couple things, but couldn't be sure how to build on the discoveries. All he could do at that moment was keep staring at the old face of the man seated before him. The wrinkled face was covered in white thick beards, yet with fluffy strands that added beauty to the shape of his jaws. While he stared at the face of the man, Alves couldn't help but wonder in his mind,HOW COULD HE BE THE SAME PERSON AS THE ---An activity happening knocked him out of his thoughts. The realisation came quite early;The man had stood up from where he was and was walking away. Alves jumped on his feet too. He started following the man. "Please wait."He followed the man, conscious of his pace. But the man neither answered him, nor waited for a second. "I came all the way here to talk to you. Don't you think I deserve an audience?"Do not blame Alves, he was quite impatient
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Why should I, Jared?"
"You should be on your way."Aria said, looking away from him to the direction of the lagoon where the spaceship-jet was parked. Even though they couldn't see it from distance... or perhaps he could but Alves couldn't. Alves shook his head in argument. "No... not until you tell me what you meant by that."Alves took a quick pause. Aria had dropped his gaze back on him. Alves was acting as though he needed time to think things through. "What did you mean by what you said before the notification...?"Alves kept pushing. He did know that Aria had the answer to his questions, and now to think that Aria would hold the answers back from him? It was something which he would be very reluctant to accept let alone appreciate. Aria's gaze fell on Alve's wrist. The screen which had appeared in his wrist was slowly fading away. "I'm sure you have a means of communication back in the other world. This is the way it works here. It's built into us."Aria seemed quite seamless in changing the top
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