On a grassy surface, Phillip dropped on his back. A hard thud.A rigid leg pressed his torso. Advancing up the body part, Farmer was revealed. He glared at Phillip. Black mist around the appendage. It pushed against the oppressed one. The dominator’s gritting teeth. “You seem awfully broken, don't you, Phillip…? Help me with the lapis generator immediately, or I promise you, I might do something much worse than corrupting you, you disobedient little runt.Now the addressed man stared at Farmer. Almost still with a frown. A hiss later.“No, you foul beast… I know you and you vow to protect that girl… not my problem!”At this Farmer just pouted. His body was unmoved.A sigh with closed eyes. “And so shall the hope of your efforts and your army’s own goes down.”The black mist quickened. Wrapping and choking Phillip. Gurgling sounds from him. Eyes turned white.His wrenched body. Farmer's frozen stare. What was happening?What's the deal with this really?***“Hmmm, isn't it odd that t

Chapter 53.“Chojo, this is wrong.” A female voice.Wrong…?!” How about the way you were treated since you received me… They called you cursed.”“Yeah, but doesn’t stabbing Aquarius in the back for The Heart of the Sea feel cursed to you?“Listen, you cunt.” A rasp tone. “I’m only keeping you because I actually happened to hop onto a girl who is smart… Screw this form and I promise you, you will watch your friends ‘trying to protect you’ die.”Atop a wide sandy shore, Aquarius stood far opposite Makamba, backing her. She stared at the beast. Her solemn soft eyes.She then frowned. Her tensed face. The girl’s raised chin.“Aquarius, Chojo’s being naughty again… I gotta take care of something.”With that, a black mist zoomed around her quickly. Instantly, she appeared before Grant, Hogan, Gloria and Joey.The four stared at each other. Grant walked to her. Arms opened with a smile.“Makamba.”“You can’t, Grant… He’ll kill you.” She stepped back with tears.“I am here.” The girl paused.

26 YEARS AGO.“You honestly thought an ancient city will be thriving to survive like you imagined.” A young male voice.“Well, what do you think? It’s not that easy being trapped within myth and underground.”During this within a deep slate walled small cave, a young and fit bodied ebony boy was there. He rocked dreadlocks, a chiseled face and wore rags. Another was Caucasian in the same clothes, but an athletic build and blonde pony tailed long hair. Little light was among them, but they held clubs high with fire at their ends. The brown skinned one pointed.“Silco, I think Joey may be proud of your discovery though.”“He hates me, Chigozie.” The listener shook his head. “The thing is, I’m actually hurt by how much pain I’ve been through because I thought I was teaching him to survive, and… ““He’ll be fine.” Chigozie patted his shoulder. “Now tell me, what is this place for?”“Here.” Silco looked up. “Is where you’ll be able to find a beautiful civilization that’ll welcome you.”Th

Chapter 57.4 HOURS AGO.In a deep slate walled cave, Chigozie choked Segun down on his back. Hand gripping his neck.The younger male made gurgling sounds. “You can't be serious.”“I don't care if you know so much about what I plan to do with this place, it is mine…! Do you have any idea what it's like being trapped in a worm-hole of rejection without a good friend in life?”“I do, Chigozie.” Segun’s bulging red eyes. “But you have to understand that if you trap people and lives in this place…”Lightning on his hands. Irises shone blue. His mouth gritted. “You'll never find what you're looking for.”Chigozie's raised brows. Soon…“BOOM!”A huge spread of bolts. For acres it spanned.Segun dashed around the place. His opponent disappeared.Big blasts. The boy zoomed fast.Soon, Chigozie's face formed, glaring at him. A screaming mouth.It rushed to Segun. A black out. What was happening?Are things finally shaping up for solutions? We might find out later.***PRESENT DAY.Inside a s

2 YEARS AGO.“This is going to be one of your best missions yet.” A male voice.“Don’t get it twisted.” Another one came. “We’re just about to go on one of the most dangerous ones yet… the recovery of Cropper.”Out on a stone-bricks floored straight narrow path, sunlight bathed the grass bordered area. Fresh air with birds chirping. Footsteps dropped.In brown leather suits and boots, both Eijiro and Sergeant Bee wore long matching jackets. The Asian smiled at his company.“You know what, how about the readers who would rather you have a simpler name, like your first one, Sylvester… it could be too long for pacing, don’t you think?”“Soaring Scribe needs consistency, young one… there’s more than enough he’s learnt about that.”He focused his gaze on the friend. “To be honest, you’re going on a much bigger quest than we asked for, yeah?”“I figured we are.” Eijiro shook his head, looking ahead. “So what’s the deal with breaking free from her.”“Not gonna lie.” Sergeant Bee’s hands apart