Daniel felt a blinding light engulf him and Orpheus, sucking them from the Center of the Omniverse. He closed his eyes, feeling the mysterious energy which ran through him. Obviously it came from the Center of the Omniverse, the origin of all stories within the Omniverse. He didn't know how long he was engulfed in the light but he knew a long time had past, a really long time had passed.I wonder how Orpheus is doing, Daniel thought within himself. This Crimsone who had harboured some hatred towards him had turned out to be the most reliable friend he had. Both of them had even fought side-by-side, escaping death several time. If what Cassio had told him was true—about the entire Omniverse being his dream and his entire life being a story in the Omniverse—did it mean he and Orpheus were the two main protagonists of their story?He was still thinking when he felt the light fading around him, his eyelids quivering as they opened gradually.~Five hours had passed but no one had left. Th
There was silence as Orpheus and his uncle, Lazarus went through the portal. They could even hear blood pulsing through their veins. Orpheus even began feeling nauseous about the whole thing. It reminded him of the time with the mysterious Cassio—the time when they were being dragged into some whiteness.Soon the blue in his eyes cleared and now they were standing in some cyberpunk city. It was filled with so much skyscrapers which reached into the sky, several spiraling roads hovering in the air around the skyscrapers. Drones, flying cars and robots could be seen across everywhere as the zoomed at supersonic speeds."What the..." Orpheus was beyond fascinated as he stared at the wonder before him."This is one of the planets your companies are located in," Lazarus explained. "It's inhabited by robots and cyborgs. We're the only complete organic people around. Even animals here are robots or cyborgs. None of them are complete."Orpheus watched as a drone suddenly landed close to him,
That night was a very peaceful and quiet night. After the near death experience everyone had, it was a miracle to see that the whole world had survived the apocalypse that would have killed everyone.Standing in front of a mirror in her room was Mary Silver. The frames of the mirror were made of real solid silver, an exquisite and expensive design running across them. Everything in the room had this taste of silver on them. Silver. Yes, it was a symbol of the Silver family.Staring at her reflection Mary couldn't help but narrow her green eyes as she turned around, walking towards her bed with elegance. She was dressed in a silver colour night dress, her red hair tied into a pony tail with a silvery ribbon.Reaching her hand to the large tablet on her bed, she immediately logged in facebook and clicked on the Curious Mythologists tab on the message section."Finally we're gonna have one of the most important discussions in this group chat," she said, "a discussion to really transform
That night Daniel realized the meaning of being late. Before he was even in the Curious Mythologists group chat all the other six or so members were already there, chatting away. There were so many messages that he reckoned to be at least a hundred of them. He took his time to read the previous messages to catch up with the others.Of course the others could see that the legendary 16-year old Wolfman who had saved the world using Furs' powers was here. Crying God was the first to type as usual:"Hey, weakling. Never knew you were such a casual latecomer and snubber.""What's your business with him being late?" Crimson Moon typed straight away. He felt it was his duty to thrash talk Daniel and as a good citizen, he wouldn't let others do his job. He wasn't even afraid that Crying God was a Path four, Combat Magician."You wanna know my business with him? How about you kowtow to me and call me daddy!" Crying God enjoyed dissing. He didn't even care about his reputation as one of the pow
Daniel woke up feeling very energized and positive. Why shouldn't he? He had been through several frenziedly situations, tiring himself out both mentally and physically. Now that he could finally find rest why shouldn't he be happy about that? Only a bunch of masochist would yearn for more harmful situations like that.Man, it's been such a hectic year, Daniel thought to himself as he yawned loudly as stretched his arms and legs. The shirt he was wearing rose up slightly above his tummy, revealing well chiseled abdominal muscles which could only belong to a pro gymnast."Finally, everything has returned normal," he muttered to himself and turned around only to lie face-to-face with Bloody Mary who was staring at him with her red eyes."..."Daniel became blank. Whatever had happened last night was gone and this was a new day. He couldn't count himself a lucky person today and try seeing the Specter as some lover. It was practically impractical and disregarding of a high born Specter!
After meal Mrs. Stark cleared the table and immediately rejoined her husband and child in the dining room. They had finished eaten but couldn't stand due to their stomachs being overly full so they sat on their chairs and waited for time to pass so that they would be able to get up again.Mr. Stark stared at his loving wife and son for some moments, wondering whether he should tell them what he had in his mind now or later. They should be able to understand me, won't they?"What's on your mind, Darling?" Mrs. Stark asked. She had noticed her husband's worried look. They had been out of all their troubles so what was there to fuss about?"Actually, I wanted to tell you this earlier," Mr. Stark said to them, "but I didn't know how to go about it."Don't tell me, Daniel thought inwardly as he glanced at his mother. Don't tell me he's gonna go on another adventure. This was exactly the same words he used last year when he went on the adventure to the Abyssal Zone. Now he's using those sam
I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires.I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what
Ouch!So much pain!Am I dead?Daniel cracked his eyes open slowly as he groaned, taking in his environment. He immediately began shivering in fear after remembering what had happened, his pupils dilating as he saw himself still lying in the woods. He could see the brown glowing eyes of the Lycanthrope glaring at him, its claws ready to bear down on him."Don't kill me!" he yelled in fear as he broke down in fear. "Don't kill me!""It's okay," a feminine voice said, warm arms wrapping around him. Slowly he recovered from his trauma and didn't see the Lycanthrope anymore. He then realized that he was no longer in Crimson Woods but was in his own room. He realized that he was shivering at a corner on his bed, his mother's arms wrapped around him in a comforting manner. There were two cops standing in front of them, both dressed in starchy grey uniform."It's alright, son," Mrs. Stark, his mother said as she stared into his eyes with her brown comforting eyes. At one glance you would not