"Now I see it. David, I'm coming." She spoke in a resolute tone. She walked briskly to her room's door, taking one last look behind her at the bed, suspecting there was something mysterious there. Confirming there wasn't, she proceeded, leaving the room. Unknown to her, Colleen had just left her room, hearing the hurried footsteps she emitted. Both women headed in their room's direction had their attention elsewhere and they collided. Audrey, the stronger one due to her armour immediately grabbed Colleen."Are you okay?" She asked."Yes. I was worried about you. I literally heard your footsteps." The former responded. "Yes, that." She paused, taking a deep breath. "Why are you in your armour?" Colleen asked before she could reply. "David. I think he's in trouble. He needs us." She spoke. "David? I told you he's fine. He's on a mission and he'll be back soon." "Why do you keep saying this like it's systematically ingrained in you? David is in trouble and needs our help, Colleen

New York never truly slept. It just blinked slowly at night, hiding its chaos behind flashing lights and distant sirens. The air smelled of smoke, old oil, grease and fast food. People moved like ghosts. Some in a rush, others just trying to stay warm. New York was an unusual place. A man moved through the crowd quickly, one hand deep in his coat pocket, the other gripping a black briefcase. He had the look of someone who didn’t want to be noticed, although his handsome features said otherwise. He had a clean shave and trimmed hair to an almost low cut, complimenting his face that looked between his late forties and early fifties. He also had a black tuxedo beneath The coat, generating additional heat for him. Nonetheless, he proceeded, casting occasional glances behind him. He had done this before, roughly twenty years ago before he became a tech mogul. This reminded him of that dark past he always left behind. However, he has to do reconcile with the past now. Else his future, his

Audrey's eyes fluttered open once more, meeting the sight of Nuran whose words to her were incoherent. Her head tingled, causing her to groan slightly. The effects of her previously concluded digital image projection to David still hurting her. "I'm fine." She managed to say, holding Nuran off from shaking her anymore. The latter hugged her tightly, asking, "Are you sure?" "I'm fine. Honestly it was just a minor thing." She responded. Sonia looked a bit concerned, but Malik was there, acting as Nonchalant as he could get. She chuckled inwardly. Who was he fooling? She got up, her vision revealing the codes around her. She shut her eyelids then opened them, the visions were gone. She wondered if she could just turn the vision on and off, then thought about seeing things as code. To her surprise, it worked. "Are you sure you're alright?" Malik asked. "Way better than I think I should be." She smiled, then turned back in the direction of the Kingdom. "Yes, we shall waste no more ti

The elf king towered above a hill, watching his army prepare for the invasion they had awaited for millennia to happen. A fate known to him since the dawn of his existence. The reason unknown. Yet, he stayed loyal to the cause, awaiting that one day the enemies would be vulnerable. For some reason, he also had no idea why he didn't attack way back. They had been vulnerable multiple times."Why now?" He wondered. In that moment, a cold, eerie feeling swirled behind him, forming an entity that had him turning to face it. Before him was The One Beyond All and instinctively, he bowed. "My Lord." He uttered in submission. "Rise, Tolek. Rise." They said. He complied, his head still bowing. "I see you're fulfilling your destiny. I wonder why I forgot about you in the first place." "Don't bother thinking about the past. You'll only give yourself a headache. I am here for one reason.…to aid you." They stopped, then placed their left palm on his foreheads. He genuflect, allowing his head

David slowly walked towards their residence. After the recent hypothesis he had with Gandu on Audrey's abilities, he knew he definitely had his trump card now. This was his true path towards home. He hated the fact that he still had to make a decision on either leaving them behind or leaving his real life to be in despair. He weighed his options properly. Audrey, Colleen, Dana and the rest were family, people he had connected with. He was a player, the main character. The hero of the story and world. He was important and well regarded. However, back in the real world, he was just David Hart, a socially awkward person, secretly son of a billionaire and heir to one of the larger software developing firms in the world. Everything seemed perfect from the outside but within he was broken. A dead mother, a father who was never impressed, and inability to make friends with colleagues who saw him as the incompetent Nepo baby who had to be slotted into a part of the company anyhow just to j