Realities of Madness

Forgotten Myth

BAM! He slammed the car's door as he entered followed by James, the scenario back in the back really amazed James. 

It was like watching an action figure of Van Damme back in there. 

Bills has been paid for damages including the broken men, Pat felt guilty for bashing those men but he hated his father, there was no limit to his father's hatred in him. 

The car groaned to life, he ambled the gear lever to reverse and the car zoomed backward. 

After a u-turn, the car paced down the muddy road and into the open asphalt street.

 "Where did you learn combat?" James couldn't help but asked after a short while of nurturing his patience.

 Pat steadied his eyes on the road "been the son of a bastard criminal, doesn't that ring a bell to you?"

 "Indeed.".James finalised.

 "So concerning your dream, I've an advise for ya!" Pat said "there's this shuttle site in Arizona, perhaps you can find what you're looking for there."

 James beamed a smile "really?"

 "Yeah but the site is under governmental supports." Pat added.

 "The alpha squadron? I can deal with that." James replied "So what about you?"

 Pat sighed "I'll continue my life here as the bloodless son here in middleville, huntville and new york." 

Pat responded "besides, i love it here! Its my mother's home."

 "What about your father?" James managed to ask to avoid discomfort in the calmness on ground.

 "Dead or alive, i don't care. 

The alpha squadrons had him dealt with." Pat responded acidly.

 James scoffed bitterly "you really do hate him. "

 "I don't, he forced me." Pat responded, gazed fixed at the horizon.

 James sighed "That's deep."

 The sun has gone put of the horizon and darkness stepped in slowly like a ghost in the dark, the street light poles were the only light available as darkness subdued the land slowly but faster than they could imagine as they moved out of huntville approaching middleville city. 

The night was twilight but was a little quite, cars were scares on the street including pedestrians. It was like the day took everything along with it.

 "I'll be good here." James urged and the car halted smoothly.

 Pat sighed again "So what are you going to do now?" 

Pat asked holding firmly to the steering.

 "I don't know, i guess i'd be moving to arizona very soon to start a new life."

  "Great." Pat gave him a thumb up.

  "Thanks Mr Pat, I'm really grateful and forever in your dept." James smiled "I'm gonna miss you."

  Pat scoffed "Arizona is at the tip of middleville, i can pay you visit anytime i want."

  James smiled and exited the car, Pat step on it and the car roared away. In no time, it was far out of James sight.

 Middleville city

 He shut the door lock, dragged his feet into the well organized living room. 

The sitting room was what a young man would dream of, it has sofas arranged in an arc form facing a flat screen tv at the end of the room followed by some side stereos. In the middle was a spherical glass table which had a remote and a glass bowl of fruits. 

At the left wall was a cream curtain while at the right, it was vacant but with only a window vase.

 Pat sighed in relief as he sank into the three-seater sofa, his legs placed on the table like a doll, he raised his head at the white concrete ceiling sighting a white luxurious bulb and with a clap of his palms, the bulb brightened up enlightening the room more. 

He reached for the remote and switched on the tv, the reports made by himself on the latest updates brightened up his face forcing him out of the haze of toxication but it wasn't proficient enough. 

He watched the tv with invalid concentration as hypnos dominated his eyes, he felt his eyes not under his will anymore. It was like they're heavy for him to lift nor open, they deemed obstructing his sight of the news and updates but he could hear few words. 

Soon he could hardly hear anything, it was like everything was null of sound.

 Peace dominated him and his eyes blacked out until he couldn't hear, feel nor see anything anymore.

 Milladeckverse - Skyland realm.

 The pleasuring wind blew over his skin rendering him conscious, he rolled to feel shaggy reactions felt beneath his skin.

 Thus, this shuddered his eyes open and at first, it was blur but after numerous attempts, everything became clear. 

He was astonished and swiftly, he rose on his feet.

 The forest was evergreen with abundant unexplainable trees, trees with no leaves but golden fruits, different in sizes and shapes. 

The ground felt a little rusty and solid covered with what seemed like fog obstructing his view of the ground and what he was stepping on, the sky was serene and void of stellar and astronomical objects, not even the clouds nor the sun could be seen or was present but the land was so bright he couldn't source out the cause of the light. 

He stared at his shirt, he was still in his suit, white ties but barefooted.

 "Where am i?" He asked himself thoughfully.

 "Intruder!" Numerous voiced echoed from the woods.

 Pat turned listening to the omni-directional voices, it could be heard from every angles of the forest. 

He could not tell where to run to for everywhere was gloomy and bizarre.

VOOM! An arrow flew pass his face and stabbed a tree behind, this brought upon him great fear that he couldn't process himself to run but his leg gave way instead but BANG! 

A fierce wood jerked him by the head and he stunted forcefully into the air before landing on his face, now in oblivion.

  He felt himself been dragged up heavily and unpleasantly, it was like the pull force was obviously unnatural. Pulling with immense strength that almost dislocated his shoulder joint. 

 He shuddered his eyes open to see these obscured figures before him, he was on his knees, hands tied to his back with a liquid chain that glued his hands together like tapes. 

He looked at the faces of the men but damn, they looked identical to each other like they were born from the same source. They were all bald, has green eyes and smooth facial features, all dressed in silvery armour with unidentified insignias on their chest plates.

 "He's no divine being, he's an imposter." A warrior said.

 "I'm not an imposter, i was just lost all the way from middleville. I don't even know how i got here! Where am i?" Pat dashed out questions blabbering like a newbie and horror in his tone.

 "We shall take him to the skyfather at once." Another warrior said ignoring Pat's blabberings and their voices sound alike, almost like it came from the same person.

 "Wait! Wait! Wait! The who?" Pat asked but the warrior pushed his thumb on his forehead and suddenly Pat felt a pressure on him, so pleasuring it drifted him into a sweet dreamy sleep.

 He gasped for air as he opened his eyes wide, he found himself laid on a solid floor partially gold in construct and colour. The walls confining the room were transparent and square in shape, he could see warriors guarding the room like guardians then it took him few minutes to know he was in a prison.

 He staggered on his feet but his head felt heavy and aching, he groaned and all he could hear were tiny squealing voices.

 Veins protruded around his eyes as his eyes turned white with no irises, he yelled in pain but no one paid no attention to him.

 "Your body would be drained of life if you stay any longer in this reality stranger." 

A genteel voice echoed into his ears like it was a whisper right behind his ears.

 With painful head, Pat turned at the figure standing behind him. 

He knew not how he came in but his presence sure relieved him off his palms and suffers, he sat on his butt still feeling infinitesimal pains all over his head. 

The man had a calm look that even made Pat argue with himself if he was a man or a god, he at once even thought he was dead and has gotten to heaven.

The man had white long hair that combined with his heavy beards, white eyes and a left scar on his left eyes, he was in a golden Chiron that covered his feet from sight, golden brackets and long necklace while in his left hand was an eagle tipped golden rod standing firmly to the ground like a mighty statue.

 "Welcome." The man said calmly.

 "Who are you?" Pat asked, he couldn't describe the difference between actuality and false. 

He couldn't believe his imaginations, first he was in his house and now? Everything just became bizarre to him!

 "I'm the skyfather of this reality but you can call me lord Thanis." 

The man responded "you'll die if you stay long in skyland, your essence is insufficient enough to survive the godwave in this zone."

 Pat breath seized a bit, his face as white as snow "what's all this? Where am i?"

 "You don't need answers, you need a cure." Lord Thanis said, the floor projected numerous white smokes that entwined them both and POOF! As soon as the smoke dispersed, they were nowhere to be found.

  Dimension Primordial.

 Pat gasped heavily, he has never felt such sustenance. 

The vicinity was vast and dark with starry features but no astronomical objects, the stars brightened up little of the void space but not entirely. 

Now, isn't he actually running mad, Pat couldn't tell why he couldn't breathe back on earth but now breathable in space, it was like his life was turning sideways. Negative to be precise.

 He floated with Lord Thanis beside him who stood like he was standing on an invisible solid material. Pat had a lot on mind but doesn't know where to start, his brain was beginning to fall apart from the unsustainable pressure and loads, he felt like his entire memory was going to collapse. 

He couldn't hold it back, the least he could do was hold his struggle to himself and stare at the oblivion in the dimension and back at Lord Thanis.

 "Who are You? What am i doing here? Where's this place?" Pat raided questions at Lord Thanis.

 "Save that for later, right now we need to know how you got into milladeck." Lord Thanis replied.

 "How i got to milladeck? 

Why? What's happening?" 

Pat asked again.

 "Because only those of high authority can enter my domain, not just nobody or anybody!" 

Lord Thanis explained causally.

 From nothingness present in the void, an infinitesimal light emerged slowly growing in size until it became as tall and big as an average human. 

Pat dabbed his face with his arm from been blinded by the light and as soon as it dies off, it revealed a man even older judging by the look on his wrinkled face.

 He has a wrinkled white face, white eyes, pointy nose and soft silk-like hair, he was in a long white rode that stopped at his ankles, his arms were folded behind his back as he floated towards them.

 "What a gratifying welcome." 

The man greeted with a voice equal to thousands of voices booming at once "We meet at last Druidmaster!"