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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
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The Ja Hall
"I'm sorry, His Eminence. But you can't return to Grimming Hills yet."Akulia argued. Alves turned to look at him. They were at the front of the lagoon, the lagoon they'd cross if they were headed to the Palace. They were back in the Kingdom."We will be done with this in no matter of time."Alves wore a strange reaction. "Will you stop talking already and lead the way. Would you get on the way when she already made a mistake or for how long would you keep repeating the same thing?"Alves was starting to get worked up and he didn't hide it. But the strange hoarseness in the tone of his reaction still lingered. Without a doubt, his encounter with the giants had definitely left a print on his person. Akulia bowed then walked to the spaceship-jet. It was as though the jet was always there for them to see. As though it would never leave there. And there was usually no one watching over it. To think that if this was back in Grimming Hills, even if a troop of soldiers are lying in hide,
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "... a sign of your supremacy..."
Alves gasped for breath as he walked into the Ja Hall. Not only couldn't he believe his eyes but it felt like nothing was real there. It felt like an unreal zone. As though every thing was a figment of imagination. He had only taken few steps into the hall, yet he felt like he was already in the middle of the golden Hall. Coming through the central Palace, Alves had noticed that the whole space was built in glasses. Tower of glasses. But this particular hall called the Ja Hall looked to be very different. It was overlaid with gold, in every of the corner. And the gold looked to be very pure and fresh from fire. As though the hall had just been tried with fiery flames before he stepped into it. While he was there wondering, he began to hear some activities coming from up ahead of the super big and large hall. He raised his head. There were myriad of men dressed in super expensive robes, getting up on their feet. Majority of the men had white beards and hair. Those whose beard were
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? His Ri and Him
There were a lot of things going on in Alves' mind. And he didn't know which of the thoughts to give life to. He looked like a piece of specimen that was being bargained for by his worries and thoughts. The first fact was that, when he was coming to this central Palace. He had wanted to go straight to Grimming Hills but was discouraged by Akulia. And Akulia hadn't only discouraged him but gave him a strong reason to be very scared. And that was that fact that his woman, Mia was in trouble. But now, it didn't seem like that. Mia seemed to be doing perfectly fine. She was seated next to Grandma. In short the way it seemed to Alves, it was as though everyone was waiting for him to come. It was as though the whole elders and Grandma had coverged in the Ja Hall awaiting his arrival, even though he had no idea that someone, let alone a group was waiting for him.But that didn't even seem as something to be worried about anymore. The Akulia who had brought him here had left him by the doo
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Here or any other place..."
Alves didn't really know how to process what was right there in front of him. It looked like a third degree simulation. He was right to mistake this for several other things. But then, he was in an otherworldly environment and things like these were only natural to happen. But he could never had imagined that there would come a time that his body would split into two. It still didn't make an actual sense to him. He was staring at his other self. Though it wasn't quite hard to tell which of the two he really was. Of course the giant was his Ri and the other normal reflection was himself. "What else from here?"He muttered, not sure of what else was going to happen. He didn't know whether or not to expect something quite unusual. Everyone was still bowing to him. Even the voice in his head wasn't working anymore. How could it? His Ri was right there next to him. Only if he would speak, then Alves would know what next to do. He slowly got up on his feet. His real normal body. The g
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? " I don't want this mistaken for a bully."
"Count yourself dead today."Alves walked past Akulia, almost knocking him out of the way. He kept on walking as the maids which were making an aisle in the hallway bowed down to him again. He hardly paid any attention to them. He kept on walking till he bursted into the hanger. "Just follow me."He called over his head when he heard the hurrying footsteps of Akulia closing in from behind. He got to the jet and did the motion. The door lifted to him and he climbed up. Akulia got on too. The motion of the vehicle was ignited and it was suspended in the air. It started to leave the area. As soon as they were off the Ja Hall, the noise from beneath started coming again from the people within the vicinity of the super huge Palace area. Alves didn't seem to be interested in the shouts of the people yet. And he didn't even give an instruction to the jet yet. "Are we going to the other Palace? I mean the usual?"Akulia asked but Alves didn't say a word. Akulia took it upon himself to di
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Why?! Because I don't love you anymore!"
"Oh... hi..."Alves turned in the direction of the door which had just opened. He was pooling with his own sweat. But he was back to his normal sense. What was quite interesting was the fact that he never thought of changing back to his normal self. He was still thinking about it. It was as though his Ri took the favor on his behalf. He was bare chested and quite jumpy. He quickly took a glance at the back, perhaps he could see to the other side of the jet where the dragon was. His gaze was back on Mia who was still staring all stunned and speechless. "Heyy"He started to close the pace between himself and Mia who was still by the door. "You should wait inside the room, I'll join you as soon as possible."When he saw Mia's eyes, he noticed that her eyes were glued on his body. His chest. She seemed to be more mesmerised by the muscles in his chest. He thought. Alves could tell that much. He wanted to enjoy the moment too, but he had a couple things to worry about. The last thing
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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
