"We should give grandma an audience now!" Someone in the hall said, his masculine voice louder than the rest. All attention went in the direction of the voice. Doris was the most worried as soon as she saw the person who had just spoken. It was her husband. George. She always worried whenever George was the centre of attention. She didn't want him to bring ridicule to himself, let alone to her, and by extension their family. But then it was quite hard to tell who was more scared between her and her mother when it came down to that very argument."Don't you think that saying that is an insult to grandma?" A young man jumped up to tackle George. The man was wearing a pair of Thompson suits. He looked very rich and defined. He had a good proportion, and his smile was a little harsh. He was one of the son-in-laws of Jones's family. His name was Felix. Lately, Felix had been watching closely how George would randomly jump up and stake a claim. George was just a son-in-law, just like hi
Holy Moly! There were a kabillion reasons for everyone to be handed over to shock. All jaws dropped to the marbled floor of the White Hall. Not one second went by without a myriad of goosebumps trampling the paths of the skins. "What insolence!!!" Jones's father roared, his voice as though he would pull the roof off the hall. "How dare you barge into this hall in the middle of a meeting?! Has Marie thought you no manners at all?" Jones's father was on his feet, glaring flames at Achiel. "Even if you hold none of us in no regard, do you also think so lowly of grandmother?! Have you had a pact with the devil? Is that why you are so brazen and dismissive, or are you just being foolish?!" Jones's father was not willing to spare the rod. It seemed as though his rod was made out of iron. One of the reasons why the man was restless was because Achiel had returned. Grandmother had sent the family of Madam away. She had cut Marie off from the business of the family! Though, Grandmother
"What!!!!" A scream rang across the whole hall. At that moment, the concern was not who made that loud and ear ripping scream! It was much more about what this maid had just said. Everyone was stunned speechless. "No! I won't have this anymore!!! I can't!!!" Jones's father yelled, hitting the table with his fist. He pushed his way out of the encircle of his family area. "Mother, if you refuse to put these fools in their place, then I don't think I will just stand by as the eldest of your children!" The man kept yelling. "I understand that you are doing all your best to respect Father and keep this lad around. I understand that you keep telling yourself that what Father said about this lad will come true one day, but today is when it all ends!" The man yawped, his face was turning dead red. "I can't just stand by and watch as this crazy kids make a fun of you, insulting your patience! This must be some sort of joke to them to think they can randomly make things up!" As Jones's f
There was a wave of hullabaloo that swept across the hall for a few moments. Achiel had just yelled over the phone. He had just made a call. The call he had made wasn't the concern. The major concern that got the people talking was the name that Achiel had mentioned over the phone!"Did he just say Eric?" Someone randomly called. Not many people care about who had spoken. "Eric? Who is Eric?" Someone else asked. "I'm not sure of what to think. There are so many Eric's. But I'm certain that it's definitely not the Eric that we are all thinking about." Jones defended blindly. Achiel just kept Mira in his arms. He didn't care about what the people were talking about. "Grandmother." Doris called at the top of her voice. "I know that I am in no position to say this, but I'm not sure if I can keep quiet anymore." Doris took a pause. "She's always not in the position." Someone muttered, sneering at Doris. Doris didn't hear the person, so it wasn't much of her concern. She continued wi
Almost all the people jumped on their feet this time. What is happening?! Who is bowing to who? Could this be a sort of dream? Oh, no, it's too real to be a dream. If it's not a dream, then it must be a trance. But a trance ought to keep the subject unconscious. Not one of the people present in the hall could tell exactly what was happening. They could see it happen, of course, but they had absolutely no explanation for it. The scene was archetype to watching a meteor shower in utopia. Though the feeling is surreal and beautiful, yet there are no words to describe how resplendent the beauty is. Only that, there's nothing surreal nor beautiful about this experience. It's just shocking!!!It was as though everyone was mute. "Forgive me for coming late, sir. I must be out of mind to keep your waiting." Eric pleaded, kowtowing and hitting his forehead against the marbled floor. At this moment, Achiel was feeling a little bit uncomfortable. Though he yelled over the phone and called Er
Pascal wished that there would be a sort of magic that he could perform to turn back the hasty hand of time. He wished there was a sort of way to avoid this humiliation. It was already killing him that he had kowtowed once to Achiel, but eleven more times?! It felt like he would die at another try. But he knew too well what the implications of going back on his words would mean. He couldn't dare to curse at his mother. Neither because of his ego or his status. Neither of the two was bigger than the respect that he had for his mother. "Are you really serious?! You want an elderly man to bow to you eleven times?" Jones suddenly picked up the rein when he realised that his father was becoming uncomfortable with the situation. "Even if you have no respect for him, at least don't you wish you had your own father? Would you let your father bow to someone else?" Jones attacked Achiel with more sophisticated weapons of tongue. Achiel slowly looked away from Pascal, who was feeling very hu
"Did she just ask him to come to her private Manor?" Someone asked amongst the people. "Wasn't that what we will all heard?" Another snapped. "What could it be, though? Why would she possibly want to meet with him privately?""What do you think? Of course, to scold him! Do you think the old woman would watch some son-in-law destroy her family! I bet she wants to threaten him to death.""That doesn't sound right. I don't think Grandmother is capable of something like that." One of the people arguing suddenly burst out laughing. "When did you join this family?! I'm not sure if you know what that old woman was like when she was young.""How do I make you understand this?" The slender blonde talking took a pause for a while as though she was trying to sort the words out. "Do you know Mrs Marie? The woman who was kicked out with her family? Now imagine, times hundred of her. Multiply her by hundred. That was how hot-headed, active, and intimidating Grandmother was when she was about t
Achiel allowed her to have enough time to jump on her feet. When she was back on her feet, she looked a little jumpy and weird. She turned around to hurry away. "What were you doing?" Achiel finally called at her, and she stopped. Though Achiel already took a guess that she was eavesdropping, yet he felt the need to make her understand that he knew what she had done. Though he couldn't say for sure why he had asked the question, yet he found no reason why he shouldn't have asked. She was reluctant to turn to face him. Achiel made it easy for her. He decided to walk to her, stopping right behind her. "Are you going to talk, Miss Rachel?" Achiel could still recall her name. Even though he had only heard her name mentioned once. "So what if I was eavesdropping?" She spun around with a glare at Achiel. "Who knew what you were up to? Are you trying to tell me that I don't have the right to know what you have come to do? Grandmother's safety is my priority. It doesn't matter how petty
~ 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