Bro, what! He has a Quintillion?

"Tip... fall..."

Alves kept pushing his body up, trying to look closely and make meaning of what was scribbled in the sky. He had his worries and bothers. He had so many thoughts tumbling upon one another in his mind, yet he needed them cleared out to be able to 'take in' this strange occurrence.

It was a strange language in the sky. Sumerian. Something had been writing in the sky in Sumerian and he was having a great trouble making a meaning of it.

"What language is this?"

He couldn't tell. He had never seen something like that. He probably didn't even know that there was such a language.

ヒント、落ちる

That was what was written in the sky.

"What could this mean?"

Alves thought out loud. He slowly got up on his feet as though it would prove useful in his quest to understand what the scribbled meant.

But something quite strange happened as soon as he had the desire to know the meaning.

"Hinto, ochiru"

Was dropped in his mind. Those two words were like substances rising from the depth of the ocean to th