"How dare you keep looking at me?" Anna yelled. "Who are you? Are you a goddess? What was there not to look at?!" Elaine yelled back at her. If they were only yelling at each other, wouldn't it be quite a thing to walk into? But it was way beyond that!They were lunging at each other. Anna was digging her fingers into the hair of Elaine, pulling her hair from the root as though she would pull out the head from the neck. Elaine, realising that Anna had an advantage of height, reached out her hands, pressing her palms to the neck of Anna as though she would choke Anna. They were both yelling and fighting each other. Realising that Elaine was putting pressure on her neck, Anna, scared of losing her breath, swept Elaine off her feet and climbed on her. She started to plant several waves of slaps in every corner of Elaine's face. Elaine would not back down or go down easily, either. She locked her legs around Anna's waist, wrapping them as though her legs were rope. With that, she
Although Cory had shut the door, there was still something he had to shut out. The fact was that the wall of the master bedroom was thick and soundproof. This means that the noise of the ladies would never get to him. But even at that, his mind would not wander off from their struggle. His problem was not the sound penetrating through the wall or door. Instead, it all lies in the state of mind and how to regulate his focus. If he really wanted to get rid of the wandering thoughts, he would have to shut everything out of his head and take total control of his mind. He walked to stand in front of the bed. He shut his eyes. His back was positioned to the bed frame, while his body was facing the wall opposite the bed frame. For the first few seconds, he had a hard time brushing the thoughts of the ladies out of his head. It would only take a heartless person to ignore two women digging fingers into each other's body. It was a bad thing to do. It was not ethical. But he had decided tha
Cory knew the face of this lanky man standing in front of him. The face was very familiar. Also, instantly, he could identify that the man in front of him was the villain, but there were a couple of facts that confused him. First of all, he had never seen the face of the man standing in front of him ever before. Although the face was familiar, and his brain told him who the person was, yet the face was something he had never seen in his entire life. He was very confused. His mind knew that this person was the villain, but the face of the villain was different from the faces of the people whom he had identified as the villain back on earth. Yes, back on earth! He wasn't sure of where he was at this point. He didn't know if he was in the middle of space or in the rear end of the world. But one thing that was certain was the fact that this place sure doesn't look like earth. "I'm sure that you have a lot of questions." The man said to Cory. The voice of the man was dynamic because it
Cory remained kneeling where he was. He felt tears pouring from his eyes, but he didn't make a sound. He couldn't tell for a fact what the cause of this tears was. He couldn't explain what his feelings were either. He wished he had a way to explain, but he found himself clueless. He shut his eyes as the words ran from one corner of his mind to the other. He couldn't get a hold of one of the facts. He wished that he could hold on to one and own it. His mind was busy. He wouldn't blame it. There was way too much information to get acquainted with in just a short period of time. His eyes were shut, but he didn't even know. All he knew was that he had just spoken to the villain, and the villain had told him some live-changing and crazy things which he was trying to come to terms with. Slowly, he opened his eyes again. When he opened his eyes. He realised that he was not in the empty space again. The blinding light was not there, and he was kneeling on a concrete floor. There was a wal
Cory was covered in goosebumps when this happened. He trembled and almost fell to the back. He was shaking from his head to the very toe. He almost staggered and fell away, but a weight held him up from behind, stopping him from falling. He was shocked to the very ends of his wits. "Ar--- Are you there?" Cory stuttered as he cautiously looked around. He was scared that he could feel another presence with him in the room. He couldn't see the person but he could feel it. "Supreme god. Are you there?" Cory asked again, trying so hard not to sound too scared. Whoosh! Throw! Crash! He heard a wave of wind blow behind him. When he turned, he saw that the small bedside lamp that was placed on the small wooden drawer had fallen and crashed into pieces. This made Cory cower like a cornered animal. Then, all of a sudden, he felt something hit him from behind. It felt like he was filled from the inside out. It was just like charging your phone from one percent to the highest percentage. It
Cory felt dumb for a few seconds. The voice that had just come over the speaker was not really his worries. His main worry was what the voice had just said. "I understand that I shouldn't have had a fight with that crazy upcoming actress bitch. But ---" Anna trailed off over the speaker. It would seem as though she was making an attempt to take back what she had just said about Elaine. "I shouldn't have had a fight with Elaine. I was just conflicted that day. Following what my father did to me. It made me really sad and mad to the extent that I couldn't really place my feelings, let alone decide how I was feeling precisely." She sighed so heavily that the air puffed blew into Cory's ear. "But don't you think this is going too far? You have locked yourself away in your house for the past three days. Are you really trying to avoid me, or is there something else more than this?" Her voice was labored such that it was evident that she was struggling between taking off on him and keepi
The call had dropped as soon as the caller finished saying what they had to say. Cory didn't know who the owner of the voice was. He had no idea why someone wanted him to go to the Dean office. The Dean? Which Dean? The Dean of his department or the president of the university?! He wasn't sure of which one to choose. He had gone from worrying about Anna to getting caught in another realm and meeting the disciple of the supreme god! And then he had discovered that he had spent three days in the realm even though he barely spent ten minutes there. And now, while he was wondering about that, the supreme god had interrupted his thoughts and assured him that he would not die. The truth was that earlier, Cory had been worried that since his grandfather died and the supreme god switched host, then it meant that he would also die, and the supreme god would switch host. Perhaps with his (Cory's son).But now! The supreme god had just assured him that he (Cory) would not die! The supreme go
Cory didn't even know what to think or do at this point. He just stood there staring. He wished that he had a clue of what he was expecting. He would have been prepared for this drama that was randomly hurled at him. He remained standing where he was without necessarily saying a word. He took a deep breath, trying to regulate the thoughts running to and fro in his mind. That didn't seem to help. His gaze had been fixed on Havill, who was still on still on his knees, gripping at Cory's legs. He slowly looked away from Havill to the president of the school again. He looked away from her to the rest in the room. It was hard to tell what he was looking for at this moment. Perhaps he was looking for the dean who had called him to come to this office. The truth was that if there was anything Cory was certain of. It was the fact that Cory knew that this office was not the president's office. This was the office of the Dean. The fact that the president had traveled through the college abo