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Achiel stopped at the front of the gate and looked at his wristwatch. It was already 6 pm. An hour has already passed, and he was yet to get started on his quest. Though the cold hands of the dusk were approaching, yet he was determined not to give up this task. He had stopped in front of the large and heavy gate because he didn't have the key to open the gate. He was trying to imagine how he was going to get through the gate. But he knew that deep down he wouldn't call Henry to assist him! He had warned Henry to get him an economy class plane ticket, but the fool had gone ahead to do the exact opposite. If he had gone through the economy class, one, he wouldn't have been verbally harassed by the blonde. Also, he would already be an hour into the task instead of just getting to start. He was still mad at Henry and didn't for once regret slapping the flap out of the fool's cap. Achiel's phone started to ring at that moment. Of course, he knew that he wasn't in the mood to answer a
Achiel didn't know what to say to Mira. Actually, the truth was that he wasn't thinking of saying anything to her. He found himself getting distracted by what would happen after the meeting. Naturally, he should be worried about how the meeting was going to go since it would be centered on Mira. His curiosity and anxiousness to meet the great lady couldn't help him to concentrate. While trying not to delve deeply into these thoughts, he noticed something that was quite strange. There was a strange man who was seated with Felix. This man was staring in his direction. He had noticed the man in the first place but decided to ignore it. But now, the man kept looking in his direction. Earlier, the man would take a glance and look away. But this time, the glance had turned into a gawk. Achiel didn't know this man. He didn't think that he had ever seen him in the family meeting ever. But then, realising that there was no way that he was supposed to know everyone who belonged to the fam
"What!" A random person exclaimed at once. "Did he just say Wolowitz? The same Wolowitz? The Great Wolowitz?" Another person seemed to be finding it hard to believe. "I will be damned. The powerful and popular Wolowitz is here! He is here in our midst." In the blink of an eye, the hall became so loud that a person's voice could not be distinguished from their neighbor's. There was joy and awe seeped in the faces of the people as they stared at Wolowitz. It was like staring at a savior. They all were invested in who he was so much that it felt like no one else was in the hall. Wolowitz held up one of his hands, and everyone became quiet at once. It was as though they had all been waiting for him to make that gesture. "I appreciate your kind gestures and admiration, but we should respect Grandmother for being in our midst." Wolowitz said, bowing to the old woman. Everyone started to nod to what he had just said. "He is right." "He is wise also." "Look at the way he said i
Achiel felt like he was held up in a sort of trance. Nothing made sense to him at that moment. He didn't even think that his brain was active. It felt like he was numb upstairs and was just a walking statue. He could swear on everything that he held dear that Mira was the person standing opposite him. Mira was wearing a worried face, and her countenance fell. How could this be possible? In what world does something like this happen? She is what? She is who? The Great Lady? How?! Achiel wanted to stop himself from thinking about everything thrown at him, but he couldn't just avoid the thoughts. Mira had caused him trouble almost all the time in the past. She had claimed that she slept with Harold. Though he didn't know how true that was. Harold might have threatened her to say such a thing. Yet, he had always known her as a maid. He had thought of her as every other thing but the Great Lady? Never! Never has that crossed his mind. How would it?!!!He couldn't just accept this. How
"What do you have to say for yourself?" Grandmother demanded, gazing intently at Achiel. Though Achiel could not see the intensity of her gaze, he could feel it. It was as though something was burning against his nape. Achiel slowly lifted his head. He didn't raise his head to the extent that he would be able to look her in the eyes. He could hear the family members muttering. They must really be enjoying this moment. Why was he surprised? This family always loves to take delight in his downfall and troubles. "I have no words, grandmother. Whatever you want to do with me, go ahead. It was wrong of me to insult your honor. I was asked to stop in your name, yet I walked out. I am no exception, Grandmother. Punish me with whatever measure you deem fit." Achiel said humbly, then bowed back down. Felix quickly turned to look at Jones. "Imagine that bastard. Is he trying to be self-righteous? I bet he thinks that if he acts so righteous that Grandmother would be lenient on him! That c
Achiel didn't stop until he got to Wolowitz. He grabbed Wolowitz by the chest, taking a handful of the fellow's ironed suit. In a chokehold grip, he pulled Wolowitz out of the confinement of his seat. He pulled Wolowitz out of the hall. Everyone couldn't believe their eyes. They knew that Grandmother had whispered something to Achiel, which none of them heard. But at this point, they couldn't really worry about what Grandmother had whispered at Achiel. Instead, they were puzzled by the reaction of Achiel! How dare he lay his hand on Mr Wolowitz? The high and mighty Wolowitz. Does he have a death wish? Was he really tired of living?!"Achiel!!!" Mira called his name, but he didn't care. He didn't even take a gaze at her. There seemed to be something eating deep into his consciousness.He pulled Wolowitz to a corner where no one else would see the both of them. Achiel knew that he didn't have the luxury of time to do this. He had to go meet the lady with the white hair. She had promis
"Huh?" Achiel was a little slow after the words hit him. He didn't expect the lady to hit the point so casually. Wasn't that a very weird way to initiate a conversation? A sensitive conversation for that matter!There was no point worrying about the manner of approach to the conversation. The insinuation of her words was too heavy for him to digest at the first swallow. "Mira wasn't her real name. She is the Great Lady. She has no name. That was why we call her the Great Lady. She was supposed to be christened by the Emperor. That is, you. It has always been a tradition in the great and golden history of the Ouclux Empire that the Emperor be the one to name his queen on the eve of their coronation." The lady took a pause. Achiel didn't know if he was hearing things or if the lady was actually making sense. Though the lady seemed to be explaining the details to him, yet it felt like he was still at the square one. She wouldn't leave him hanging like this. She definitely would not!"
Achiel felt the need to help the lady up on her feet, but his mind was quite occupied. He had to share a bed with Mira to help her recover the memories? Achiel didn't know what to think. He really didn't think that would be as difficult as it sounded, but how would he go about the words?He realised that there was no reason to doubt it anymore. There was no point doubting the identity of Mira anymore. The story of the lady was very convincing, and Achiel had felt personal experiences with Mira that backed up the claims. To get answers to all of the other questions that he had, there was only one way to find out. He had to get close to Mira. That was the only way to find out the truth for himself. He was not looking to prove this lady wrong. He just wanted to get exactly what he had been wishing for. He turned around and walked away from the lady. The lady didn't call him. He should ask the lady of her name, but his mind was busy. He had something else to do, and that was where his
~ THE THIRD DIMENSION ~A stream of golden light was descending from the sky at an insane speed. Its velocity was beyond the speed of the lightning. It was traveling in a wave and twirl. It kept going and going. When it zoomed past a mist of cloud, the details of the stream of light broadened. Earlier, it appeared as a golden stream of light, but now there seemed to be a hint of blue overshadowing the light. The blueness was like a hue around the golden light. Although the hue was not harsh yet, it was never to be overlooked. Suddenly, the stream of golden light collided with the peak of a bamboo tree. When the collison was made, a blinding light traveled from that place to the end of the whole forest. It was as though the whole place was enveloped in a white brilliance. After a short while, the light died out. When the light died out, there was a lanky and tall man seen standing on the tip of the peak of the bamboo tree. It was as thought hebhwd grown out of thin air. The body
The towering God of Cosmos stood tall and mightily behind Achiel. Mira still couldn't find the appropriate way to react to it. At first, she thought that he had disappeared with Achiel, but they were still there. Her eyes must be blurring out following the great shock. Suddenly, she noticed the God of Cosmos moving his hands here and there around the room. Mira's eyes followed the directions of his hands that went to and fro. In each direction that he waved his hand, a portal appeared. He waved his hands in five places, and five portals appeared. There was a portal that had been cackling all along. It was through that portal that Achiel wanted to take Mira to the kingdom. "Choose one." The God of Cosmos said out of the blue. "Huh?" Mira was startled by the instruction. She thought that the God of Cosmos had referred to her. When she lifted her gaze slowly to take a quick peek at the immortal being, she realised that she got it all wrong. He wasn't talking to her. He was talkin
"I can't believe that it really worked as you said." Mira added, awed by the scene that was unfolding on the screen of the phone. "But for how long will he function? I mean, how long would it take for the clone to disappear?" Mira asked. Her tone and voice showed how genuinely concerned and interested she was. She seemed to be clueless yet was fighting for all the intention there was to know. "You didn't have to ask the same question twice. Either way, I'll answer you." Achiel corrected, smiling at her. She should return the smile, but her busy mind wouldn't give her a break from the tumbling thoughts. "For as long as we want." Achiel answered. Mira's brows furrowed when he said those words. The confusion was scribbled on her face. It was way too glaring to be hidden. "We?" Mira finally asked the important question. Achiel sighed as he looked away from the screen of the phone. "I know that all these are strange to you, but you need to grow on the fact. It's something that you
Outside the Shangri-la tower, there was a scary type of quietness. The level of quietness was really something that could never have been envisaged by anyone. The reason was that there were lots and lots of people who stretched from those premises of the Shangri-la to several kilometers away in a long, broad, and single file. For all these numerous people that have different tastes and have subscribed to different notions and beliefs, to be this quiet, it was something that could never be overlooked. The quietness didn't come of its own accord. Instead, everyone was staring seriously at his phone. Those who were not staring at their phones were looking at the large billboard that was etched into a corner of the tower. Everyone was staring keenly at the screen that was accessible to them respectfully. But what was happening on the screens of all the phones and the billboard were the same thing. Everyone gasped at the same time. On the billboard, there was a lanky man who looked
Klaus's question attracted a lot of reactions. His words were weighty, and not one person was willing to look to the other side. "Klaus!" Zoe suddenly called at him. Klaus took a glance at her. When he saw her, he looked a little tipped off. For a sheer second, he had forgotten that Zoe was here. In the grand scheme of events at this moment, Zoe was the least important person around when it came to status and class. It was already a wonder that she was present here. Perhaps if she didn't have a feather, she wouldn't be here either. Even Klaus has his. "Don't be offended by my choice of word." Klaus plucked his gaze from her and turned to the whirring camera first before paying attention to the people present. "Pay close attention while I explain this. After this, the couple would be invited in to be celebrated and tied." Klaus's composure had tuned."Although it would totally be an honor to do this even though we are not worthy." Klaus's tone suddenly changed. Something strange
On the floating peak of Shangri-la, there were numerous people settled down on high-end chairs made out of the purest red gold ever refined. The skin of real-life wild cats that were hand woven were sewn about the chairs, serving as resting pads and the main places where the bum would rest. There were several men of dignity positioned in thoughtful patterns across the space. The sight was so beautiful and opulent. Each of the dignitaries present at that place had a red feather at the top of their hats; each person had a hat on. irrespective of whatever you are wearing, there was a hat to match, and on top of each person's hat was a red feather. The invite!The red feather was the pass for each of the persons that was present on the Peak. The feather looked very rare. It looked to have been plucked from the wings of a Phoenix or several Phoenix.Although the color was red, yet there was this subtle highlight of yellow that made it seem as though it was multicolored. But the truth w
About 19km away from the Shangri-la Peak, there was a flood of heads. An ocean of bodies standing in the way, making shuffles at occasional periods. The ginormous number of people stretched from that position up to the front of Shangri-la Peak. It was as though the world was about to end, and everyone had come out of their houses. It was even scarier than that. The whole city had come to a standstill because of the crazy number of people occupying all the roads and places.Voices, echoes, and screams were flying around. But one thing each of the people on the street shared was the urge to move forward."Has the wedding started?" A random person asked. "I'm not sure. The Peak is not floating yet. As soon as it starts floating, I'm sure that'd be a sign?"Two strangers were explaining to others who were surrounding them. "Get out of my way!" A lad sent a flying punch into the face of the last person to speak.Before the victim could react, the lad had run forward, pushing his way t
"It's you. It's really you." Laura repeated the words in an attempt to be emphatic. She had done it also to convince herself that she was in her right mind and was not seeing things. Achiel remained where he was standing as though he could not move. "How... How did you find me?" That was the tenth time that she had asked that same question. When she had received a message from godofcos claiming that he was outside her house. She had come running outside. Getting to the door of her apartment, she had seen Achiel standing there. The man from the store!!!She had been trying to engage him in a conversation, but the man had been staring at her all along. Standing there like a statue. But then suddenly, he replied her abruptly. Ever since then, he had gone mute again. She was really confused and didn't know what to make of this situation that she had earned herself. Achiel was trying to make things less weird between the both of them. If he went fully into talking to her, she might
Achiel was still standing where he was, staring at his phone. But the noise coming from distance was getting louder, and he couldn't ignore it any longer. He looked away from the phone, from the chat scene, in the direction of the noise. The group of high school students were still there. He wasn't ready to be concerned with who they were. Instead, what they were doing was something that he couldn't ignore. There was a lad who had been forced to be on his knees, while a group of bigger boys hit him repeatedly. Achiel had seen this at first but brushed it off because he was trying to gift Lauretta. Although, earlier, things were not alarming amongst the group compared to now. He started to walk towards the scene. In a matter of time, he was already close to the group. "Are you still going to keep talking?" One of the three big boys said to the victim, hitting him on the back of his head. "You will report to the principal again, won't you?" Another guy slapped the victim across t