Charles slowly started to shake his head. Obviously, he was having a hard time believing this. "How long should I give you to adjust to this?" Damien asked. Charles slowly looked back at Damien. "Is this a prank? You know this is going too far? You can't prank me with something that can cost the life of both of us!" Charles warned. Charles had always lived his life in fear. It started with the trauma created by the BMX ladies, then to the bully of Ari. So because of this, he always loved to steer clear of anything that would cause him trouble. He always never wants to get himself involved with things that would put him in a position that would subject him to cruel treatment and pain. That was exactly the main reason he was finding it really hard to accept what Damien was telling him. When Damien realised that Charles was unwilling to accept the truth, let alone create a room in his heart to believe. Damien walked to Charles and grabbed his hand. He pulled Charles with him towa
Damien walked into the space. It was a gathering at the rooftop of one of the most expensive hotels in Vegas. He didn't take him long to see the people who have been waiting for him. There were about seven men gathered around a table. The rooftop was empty. Only the seven men were there. They probably have rented the place for the whole day. They were quite the wealthy types. For no reason, Damien looked around for the last time as though he was looking for something. Then he advanced towards the men. One of the men lifted his gaze and saw Damien approaching. As soon as he saw Damien, he got up on his feet and signalled the rest of the men. Seeing Damien, they all got up on their feet. Damien walked to the empty chair, which was set aside and settled down. While the rest had their seats, one of the men stepped out and poured Damien a glass of wine. Without questions, Damien lifted the glass and took a swig. A long one. He felt really thirsty, and he had no idea why. It must be b
The door opened right in front of him. Stepping into the building, he discovered that the interior of the building was much more sophisticated than the exterior. The outside part of the building looked quite shabbily and old. As though no one has ever been to the place for at least a few years. Damien stopped getting distracted by the building when he started to hear some sounds from inside. The living room was empty, and there were a couple of things lying around. He looked around for a while. There was a smell that invaded his nostrils and kept him glued to the spot for a while. It was as though he was trying to savour the smell to be able to ascertain a certain fact. Opening his eyes again, he led himself towards the direction of the noise he was hearing. He knocked on the door. The door opened, and there was a man standing in his way. It was the GM."Boss, you are here." The GM bowed, stepping aside for Damien to walk in. Damien stepped in. The GM was about to shut the door
Damien walked out of the building. He had hardly taken a few steps away from the building when his phone started to buzz. He answered the call without first checking out who the caller was. He was still enraged from speaking with the BMX ladies. Instead of feeling pity for them, his rage had known no limit. A feminine voice came over the speaker, and the voice was a little loud but commanding. "Meet me at the open garden." The voice said. The call was hung immediately. Damien remained standing where he was for a while. It was as though he was trying to understand what had just happened. He looked around him for a while as though he would get the answer from things that were around him. "That voice sounds very familiar. I know who this is." He muttered. He only needed a sort of concentration to be able to draw the closure that he needed. He looked at the screen on the phone but it was a strange number. Though the voice was familiar. "Why does it sound like her? And why does sh
Damien and his daughter were staring at each other. Neither of them knew what to say to the other person precisely. After Mara had thanked him for agreeing to release her mother, there had been an awkward moment of silence. And the silence was beginning to choke him. "Thank you for accepting. It must be hard for you." Mara said. "This is the tenth time you've said that." Damien corrected. He could tell from her face that she wished she could laugh at that moment, but she just couldn't risk it. Her mind, heart, and soul were all waiting and wishing dearly and strongly for her mother to return. "I have no idea why this fool is taking too long, either." Damien complained. Mara checked her time. "It's just been three minutes. You told him five minutes." Mara reminded him. Damien forced a smile looking at her. She stole a smile, too. But that moment fizzled out almost immediately. Suddenly, an activity was heard. It was as though there was chaos that was about to be birthed. Dami
Damien didn't know what to feel at that moment. He never recalled telling Jada to do this. He never asked her to tell their daughter about this secret. Mara had shock written all over her face as she looked quickly away from her mother to Damien. This young man who is about her age? He is what? What did her mother just say? That this young man is her father?! Ridiculous!!!Her mother must be joking. This might be a sort of prank that comes with something as huge as this penthouse. Mara slowly started to smile. Her mother must be trying to make a joke out of this. Though she didn't know why her mother would want to joke about this, yet that was the only possible meaning to read to this. "Mother, why are you doing this? I mean, this is supposed to be funny, but then again, you can't just make a joke about my father. You know how much this means to me." Mara suddenly became angry, scolding her mother. "But I will forgive you if you take it back right now. I won't get mad because of t
Damien rewound the window of the car to see clearly. Mara was waving at him as the Rolls Royce drove off. He kept a long stare on her. There was a stream of tears pouring from her eyes. He sniffled as a drop of tears fell from his eyes. "Really? I can't believe this." He scoffed, drying his eyes. Jada was holding firmly unto Mara as she waved. Damien could sigh in relief now that his daughter has a knowledge of him. He had lived in pain all these while unable to tell his daughter who he was to her. But now, things were different. He stopped looking and wound up the window again. He leaned back into the comfy backseat and sighed. Though he had successfully convinced Mara that he was her father. Yet there was still much work to do. He was yet to explain to her how thee fuck he was looking so young. How could the father of an eighteen years old girl look twenty? Damien couldn't explain the situation to her yet, but he had promised her that he would explain everything to her whene
Damien couldn't believe his eyes. There were so many thoughts tumbling over each other in his head. He stared in utter disbelief as Leroy stood tall. Of all the thoughts that trampled upon each other in his head, there was a unique one that stood aloof. It was the only thought that posed a help. Back on the island, two decades ago before he was snatched by the samurai and forcefully taken to the realm. There was a wolf which he had rescued. A wolf which it had caused him a great trouble to tame. At the end of the events, when the Samurai suddenly appeared, he had discovered that the wolf was not what he thought it was. It had happened that the wolf was the same person as the samurai. And now again what? The big white wolf had changed into Leroy?He started shaking his head. Though he hadn't made the words yet, he was very nervous. He was obviously unwilling to admit to what was right there in front of him. He wished he was seeing things that were not there. He tried to find the
Damien felt the scale fall of his eyes like a pair of glasses. He was on one knee, and his other knee pushed up. The position he was assuming was as though he was taking a sort of bow. When the realisation of recent events hit him, he quickly raised his head. He could feel no pain at all. He found himself in an empty white hall. The opulence and brightness of the hall was second to known. He couldn't really be sure what he had to take from this current state. But one thing that he knew for sure was the fact that he was no longer on the island. There was no part of the island that looked this way. Deep inside of him, he could feel that this hall felt like a familiar place. It was as though a remote part of him was trying so hard to reach a conclusion. Suddenly, he heard a sound behind him. It was a wheezing sound which was followed by a sequence of laboured breathing. He turned around at once. He wanted to be cautious. Though he recalled that he had beaten and defeated the Samurai
Damien's eyes popped out when he saw the Samurai. He shook his head and blinked a couple of times. He wasn't satisfied with that, so he closed his eyes for a while, then opened it again. He did that several times. He wanted to be sure that he was in his right mind and was not seeing things. There were a whole lot of things which he had just learnt just now. Things which he had been a fool believing the wrong context in the first place. Perhaps because he was overthinking things, that's why he was beginning to see things. But then he saw the Samurai smiling at him amidst the cannibals. There were so many reasons for Damien to be very surprised. As it seemed, the cannibals didn't know that the Samurai was in their midst. Damien quickly looked around the stadium. None of the people could see the Samurai, too. He was the only one seeing the Samurai!This got Damien quite confused and worried. He started to question his own sanity. He started to question the fact that whether or not al
Damien felt dumbfounded as he stared at the man who had just made the announcement. Perhaps his ears were playing some tricks on him, and he couldn't make the appropriate meaning of what the man had said. But immediately the man finished saying those words, the man fell on his knees in a heartfelt bow. In the blink of an eye, all the people in the stadium suddenly went on their knees in bows, too. Damien was so speechless that his head was blank. Why did things keep taking a different route every time he thinks he got things figured out?He tried to recall what the man had said about him. The man had addressed him with so many titles. There were so many titles he was already acquainted with, but he didn't know that quite a number of people were accessible. There were so many questions that arose in his mind. From where did this ocean of people come? He didn't remember reading in the news that people from Vegas would come to the island to celebrate the party. He didn't know what to
It was morning. Damien was lying in bed. His eyes slowly opened. He shut them and then opened them again. He felt a certain change in his body. He felt very light and refreshed. He felt like a newborn baby. He tried to recall what had happened before he fell asleep. The last memory that raced through his mind was when he was bitting at a nipple as he felt his body go into a state of shock. He recalled that he felt relieved after a flood of juice poured from the cap of his D. He smiled at the memory. He had never felt that better in a while."They were like Jada into five places." He muttered. Suddenly, something occurred to him. He sat up at once. He sniffed for a while. "Why is there no smell? Why does everywhere smell like nothing happened at all?" He became suddenly alert. He picked up his phone and checked. 12P.M."Oh shit." He jumped off the bed. It was 12 pm! Why was he still in bed? He shouldn't be in bed at this time of the day. "Today is the party! I shouldn't be her
Damien didn't react in a weird way. It's been a while since he had sex. Whenever he felt horny he would jerk off occasionally. It wouldn't be a bad idea if he just let himself go for this one time. After all, he would need his head clear for what he wants to do tomorrow. The five ladies rubbed their warm body on him, but he couldn't feel much because he was still putting on clothes. It was warm bodies to his hard suit. "Come with us." The ladies urged. One lady held the left arm, another the right arm, two at the front and one at the back. For a sheer second, he almost mistook the ladies for bodyguards instead of workers. He used the palmprint, and the door was pushed open. He was led straight to the room. With just one finger, he was pushed into the king-sized comfy bed. "Just relax, cutie. You don't have to do anything. Just stay relaxed." One of the ladies said. He wasn't planning to struggle with them in the first place. There were a whole lot of ways to have fun, but he had
About an hour later, Damien was sitting in the adorned chair in the meeting hall. It was time for the meeting. There were distinguished men settled at the table with him. The men looked quite excited to see him. He, on the other hand, was worried about a number of things. ONLY IF I HAD THE MAP, ONLY IF I DO. He couldn't help but ponder this over and over again. "If you will, Mr Kevin. We will start the meeting now." A man said, leaning forward to the mic. Damien nodded at the man. He looked at each corner of the table. There was a generous number of men present. But he wasn't interested in counting them. "Forgive us for not asking about your experience while coming to the island. I know that you are a wealthy man who loves to travel a lot. You must have seen a lot of things, yet it would be lovely to know what your experience was." The man said, smiling at Damien. Looking at as many faces as he could, Damien could tell that the men were pleased with him. They were acting like d
Damien couldn't think of what to say. What was stunning was the fact that the men were right there!!! How did they find him? Did they put a tail on him to track him in case he left his suite?Damien didn't really know what to make of this. But what was more important was the fact that he had just been discovered by the organisers. "It's you, Mr Kevin." One of the men stepped forward. Damien didn't find any reason to hold back anymore. He closed the pace. "What are you doing here, though? We thought that you would be in your suite?" Another man asked. Damien knew that he couldn't tell them the truth. And even if he wanted to tell them a lie, he would have to be quite sophisticated with it. "Well, I was just curious about all of this. When I was escorted by that lad, I didn't have the opportunity to look around. The lad was quite impatient with his duty. I guess the beauty of this space could not keep me in one place. Hence, I came looking around." Damien defended. He wasn't sure
No matter how hard Damien thought about this, it didn't make any sense to him. He was trying so hard to recall the last time that he visited the island. The last time he was here was when he was with Ari. How many months has it been that he was gone from this island to bring such a drastic and mouth-watering change?If Vegas was a country founded on the concept of magical realism, he wouldn't have had to worry much. If Vegas had the spiritual roots like the Nether realm where places could be transformed in the blink of an eye. Where virtual locations could be created and made to replace the old scenes. If those were the cases, Damien wouldn't have been this alarmed. He wasn't only shocked by these changes. He was crushed by awe. He couldn't see through the window of the car. The glasses were tinted. He didn't make a fuss about it. Not long after, the car came to a stop. The young man stepped out to get the door for him. The young man was different from the driver. The man got the
[Ping! Restoring system's activities.][Ping! Yacht-driving skill was exchanged with Map function.]Damien stared at the notifications pop-up of the system that was hanging in the air right in front of his eyes. He didn't know what to feel in precise. "The map function?" He quizzed. The map function was equally as important as the ZOOM function. He knew this, so it was quite hard for him to choose the perfect relation to this. What he had in mind while coming to the island this early was to first locate the cannibals before going to join the organisers of the party events. He didn't think that would be anyway possible anymore. How was he supposed to find them now that he didn't have the map of the system?He sighed. "Such a useless bitch!" He grunted, taking the window down. When he raised his head, he saw a set of few ladies standing at the opening of the island. He squinted his eyes to be sure whether or not he would be able to make a mental judgement of who the ladies were.