Achiel walked into the White Hall. It was very empty. There was no soul in sight. He smiled as he looked around. He couldn't help but wait for a while and check out the hall. He looked at an angle and pictured something in his mind;He pictured Pascal yelling at him and Jones backing him up. Then he looked in another direction, and all he could see was Doris standing with her head high, trying to wrap everyone around her fingers. Then, to another angle, he looked. Someone whom he ought not to think about sprung at his thoughts, claiming his mind. "Are you going to stand there all day?" A sudden voice knocked him out of the daydreaming. He spun around in the direction of the voice. There was Mira standing at the other door of the White Hall. The door that led to the chamber of Grandmother. When Achiel gazed at her, he looked away almost immediately. "I'm mad at you too, so you better don't give me that attitude." She snapped at him, rolling her eyes. Achiel said no words to her.
"What!" Mira was the first to exclaim at what Grandmother had just said. "Huh," was all Achiel could say. He could never have seen that coming. He could never have imagined that Grandmother would say this. This was so random. Grandmother had just taken him and Mira by something, which was much more than a surprise. Mira's exclamation drew the attention of the old woman to her, but her gaze didn't linger on Mira for long. She looked back to Achiel. "What is this reaction?" Grandmother said. There was a hint of criticism lurking in her tone. "Do you little brats think that you are growing younger?" Though what she had just said had a potential of humor, yet her serious face held up a stronger meaning. "The two of you are the only couple that I have taken a keen interest in. It would be unfair if you did not give me a grandson before I die." The old woman said. Hearing this, Achiel couldn't tame the surge of emotions coursing through his body. Mira was no longer surprised and stu
Achiel was the first to walk into the White Hall. When he did, he saw someone sitting in a corner. He stopped for a while. He couldn't help himself. There was George, Doris's husband sitting in the corner of Jones's family. Achiel had a couple of questions to ask him, but then he found no reason to do that. He already had enough to worry about after leaving Grandmother's chamber. "You must love the White Hall so much to be here at this hour of the day." Achiel finally let his curiosity get the best of him. George had seen him too, but didn't really act as though Achiel was really relevant. "I can say the same thing about you, don't you think?" George countered, finally getting up on his feet. Achiel hated the direction in which this conversation was headed. He didn't think that he wanted it to continue. He might as well just end it while he has the room. "Enjoy your stay then." Achiel drew a curtain over the discourse and resumed the pace. Mira was behind him. For a moment, he
"Are you back to your senses?" Achiel said without turning to her. His body was stiff, and his legs were unwilling to budge.Mira said no words. Instead, she held strongly unto him from behind. Her body was pressed to his back, and every of her warmth traveled slowly into his body. Achiel should feel a little good that she had finally come to question her own thoughtless actions, yet he felt like he was taking this to an extreme level. It's been a while, and they were still standing in that position. Mira yet was unwilling to let go of him. There seemed to be a part of her that was enjoying that hug, or perhaps every part of her didn't want it to end. "Are we going to remain standing here?" Achiel finally tried to break himself free of her.Mira said no words. Her arms around him got stronger and firmer. It didn't seem like she was willing to let him go anytime soon. "Mira?" He called to be certain that she has not passed out. In short, he had no idea what to think at that moment
"Put it on speaker." Achiel called at Mira. Mira didn't argue with him. She did as told as she answered the call. "Good day, Miss Mira. I hope I am not getting in the way of your business today." Zoe's gentle voice traveled across the speaker of the phone. "No. Of course not. How may I help you, please?" Mira replied carefully. She had no idea why Zoe would be calling her. "I was going to remind you about the meals. The dishes we were unable to finish in your restaurant. You haven't had the package delivered to us." Zoe was silent for a while after those words. "I don't know how this makes me sound, but I didn't have enough of the courses of delicacies. I only thought it should have arrived since it had been a few hours since we left Valion." Zoe stopped talking. "Oh my God, Miss Zoe. I am so sorry. There were a couple of things that happened ever since you left. I have been running some errands. I'm sorry this took so much time. As soon as I drop this call, I'll make the call,
Mira was still standing in the position that Achiel left her, unwilling to leave. Perhaps she was still finding it hard to believe that Achiel would casually walk out on her. "I didn't even mean it. Was he not supposed to beg me to stay? Isn't that what a romantic man does?" She was quite displeased, but there was no one to show her displeasure to. She could hail at a cab and leave at once, but she didn't want to see him yet. All she could think about at that moment was how to make him regret what he had just done. A sort of revenge, no matter how silly or petty. She started to pick her pace one after the other, trying to nurture the thoughts that were building in the depth of her consciousness. Suddenly, a car pulled over next to her. She didn't pay attention to it yet since her mind was still busy throwing the thoughts around. Then he heard the honking of the car. She had no choice but to look in the direction of the honk. When she looked, her eyes widened at the person who was
Achiel was pacing the living room of the suite. There were a lot of things happening in his head. There were a lot of things which he couldn't quite explain. There were a lot of things that left him groundless. He swallowed and stopped pacing all of a sudden. He walked to the nearest bar in the suite and poured himself a glass of 10-year fine red wine. He wanted to swig its content at a go, but the taste was too resplendent to ignore. He needed to savor the taste and take in every year of the fine and rich wine. It was more like an obligation. But even after taking his time to enjoy the richness of the wine, it still didn't do the magic. His mind was still troubled. His mind was a wasteland of troubled thoughts. "Am I dead or alive?" That was the question he had been trying so hard to understand. He has been asking himself that question ever since he made his way into the suite. He could recall vividly that he crashed into the pole. But then he found himself at the door of the s
"Stop being a sluggard. Come here right now." Harold barked as he pulled someone with him. He was dragging the person by the sleeve of their clothes. He kept pulling and pulling until the person could not help but fall on their knees. "Such a fucking weakling. How the hell did Mother even employ someone as useless as you?" Harold roared, throwing his left shoe towards the face of the lady who was on her knees. "It's not even worth it. I'm supposed to use you right away." Harold held back the leg, and the urge to kick the lady in the face. "You should thank your stars that there's a need for you." Harold kicked the air, turning around to take in fresh air.He shut his eyes for a while as though he was trying to think things through. He had his back to the lady. He slowly turned to her. When he turned, he went on a squatting position, carving his back to aid the tilt of his neck. "Remind me, what's that your wretched name?" He asked, reaching out of his hand to touch the chin of t
~ 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