The talk with father was refreshing. I remembered some things. Some good memories and some bad ones.
But still, it was fun. I hadn’t met him in a long time. But he is still the same as ever.Though I have to say that age is taking its toll on him.I am sitting on a bench outside of the office building. Technically I am still in front of the office.But the day is nice. I thought, why not?And here I am. Sitting lazily on a bench. Completely occupying it.I was about to doze off. But someone was calling me.“Hey…hey….” I was being shaken.I look up. I see a girl. About 14 to 15. Wearing a school uniform, she was shaking me.“Yeah, what is it?” I say, with a dry tone. I was about to nod off but she woke me up.“Can you help me?” She said and pointed at the tree behind me.I look at it. I see that a kitten is on the branch.I guess she wants me to get it off the branch.“The kitten?” I ask her while pointing at the kitten.*Nod nod* She nodded.I get up and pull up my sleeves. I climb the tree. It isn’t that tall but I guess she doesn’t know how to climb a tree. I assume at least.I am no good with animals. So I have to be extra careful. I reach the branch on which the kitten is.It’s a white and black kitten. It has black circles in its white skin.I extend my hand and try to smile as gently as possible.But the kitten shrank back in fear.“Here, kitty kitty?!!!” I even try that cliché line from the movies.In the end, the kitten never came to me.This is troublesome. I guess I will grab it and get off this branch.I reach out to the cat and gently grab it. Not too much pressure.And it didn’t do anything like scratching or biting. And I climbed down.“Here.” I handed the kitten back to the girl.“Thank you.” She smiled and thanked me. She scolded the kitten and bowed her head before leaving.“She became energetic the moment she got hold of the kitten. Was the kitten a special equipment or something that raises your stats?”I wonder. But I shouldn’t stay here anymore. As I mentioned that I am running away from some people.So staying here would increase my chances of getting caught.I quickly leave the area and go back to the hotel room.I plan on leaving tomorrow. I don’t have any work anyway and money is not a problem.Before I was kicked out, father gave me some money. It was the payment for the work I had done till that point.And it wasn’t a small amount. I am still getting by that but only relying on that would be bad.So I have invested my money in some businesses and I get the share I deserve by the end of the month.So it isn’t too bad.Thinking this I check my wallet. I mostly don’t carry cash but credit card.But I should have some cash on hand too.I don’t have much cash eft. I should hit the bank first before leaving.I’ll do that tomorrow. I am tired. Though it’s still lunchtime.I will sleep. Nothing to do.Next day, I wake up. I am planning on leaving this city today. I need to go to the bank today to withdraw some money. I guess I will go as soon as the bank opens.It opens at 10. Let’s have breakfast and leave.After breakfast I check the time. I still have 30 minutes left.Let’s walk to the bank. It isn’t too far away. But it still takes time.I checked out and left the hotel. I am not coming back and I don’t have much belongings anyway.I take my backpack and leave. I look like a hippie. Still, being a hippie isn’t so bad.I am leisurely walking to the bank.And now I am in front of the bank.But why do I get these weird vibes? Like something is not right.Anyway, I enter the bank and find that not many people are here.I was just planning to withdraw some money from the bank ATM.I was just planning but what should I call it?Misfortune, maybe! A really cliché event occurred.“Hands up.” A few masked people with guns and assault weapons entered and shouted.The bank staff proceeded to call the police. But they fired a few bullets and now everyone is shaking.Fear has struck. Everyone is shaking in fear. But I have become used to it.I just followed them to blend in.It really is a mayhem and I am stuck. Can someone come and rescue me?Latest Chapter
Alina: part-2
My next torture was flogging. I would be flogged by the torturers infinitely for an indefinite period. But I made a dash for the entrance of the layer the moment I was out of the vat. I found out that day that the guards of hell were actually pretty weak.If I have to sum it up, the guards of hell were as strong as a regular human. They were humanoid but had totally different looks.They were grotesque to say the least. Even a glance at them would give you nightmares for days.Looking at them for so long, I became accustomed to their looks. At first, I couldn’t differentiate between them. Eventually I got the hang of it and I started to notice their individual differences.I tried talking to them but they do not have their own will. They were like flesh dolls with primitive commands.Their jobs were following the schedule and guarding hell. I pushed them into the vat and dashed towards the entrance. Many guards came for me but my body was different somehow.I was stronger than the g
Alina: part-1
Let’s go back in time a bit. I was in hibernation but the timer ran out. I had a rude awakening. My consciousness was dizzy and memories were jumbled. It was similar to a hangover. I was lost in my thoughts, trying to piece together my memories. It was painful as if my life had changed. Then I slowly remembered what had happened. I went from being a hopeless romantic to being branded as a heretic and executed. It didn’t end there. I went from being in the afterlife to being thrown in the deepest layer of hell. All of this happened because I was in love. I had a lot of time there. I had some companions to keep me company down in hell. I cooled my head. It’s both metaphorical and literal. The deepest layer of hell, Niflheim, was a cold place. The average temperature ranged from absolute zero to even lower than that. In the third dimension, it would have been impossible due to the physical limitations of the dimensions but Niflheim transcended dimensions. It was possible. The col
Reboot program
The situation is pretty dicey. Every creator is confused. Azathoth has gone missing. I will not take any direct actions and primordial creators are coming out, one after the other.I may be called Constant but even I didn’t expect this outcome. Azathoth was asking questions that were rather troublesome to answer.I didn’t want to deal with the fallout so I just ignored him. For some unknown reason, Chthulu thought I had a plan. She went ahead talked about my nonexistent plan to others.“She really is a go getter, isn’t she?”“So much so that it even shocks me from time to time.”My partner is taunting me. But she is right! I should have been more forthright. I kept hiding things and it became weird.I should have told Chthulu that I had no plans whatsoever. She assumed that I had one since I answered her questions with silence.Silence doesn’t mean agreement but it becomes open ended. Chthulu always took my silence as my approval. It didn’t affect us much so I never bothered to make i
Not good with attention
Stepping out of my own construct feels weird. How long has it been? That question feels redundant. Time has no meaning to beings like me anymore. No creator is bound by time. To us, it’s just a byproduct of creation.I noticed it when I stepped out but my construct really is in a weird place. There’s nothing else around it. I am isolated from all other constructs.I didn’t place my construct in any particularly remote place. I guess other creators and newer generation moved elsewhere.I should go to the nearest construct to ask for directions. Because of my isolation, my senses are not working. Even creators have senses. Mine are dull so let’s ask someone who knows.The first construct I find will be my neighbor too since it’s closest to mine. I don’t expect them to know me since I am not a memorable person nor have I made any public appearances in forever.If you ask me, how far is your neighbor from you? To put into perspective, imagine I live in a single house in the woods about a
Reveal
As a person, I was ordinary. I did not have any grandiose goals from my early childhood. I had a dream but it did not stick with me. I let go of illogical dreams and spent my days normally. I had a few friends. Even the thought of having friends gave me the chills. But I had some. We were together from our childhood and we became almost inseparable. They were like me. We were alike so we stuck together. My parents never really asked me to achieve greatness. They just told me to be a good person. I became just that. A good person till the very end. My friends were similar. We all went to the same school so from our childhood till our graduation from high school, we were together. When I think of those days, it always makes my heart flutter. It has been so long that I don't have a number. I did not keep count of the years passing by. My normal life, my ordinary days and my friends, everything changed. I remember what happened on that fateful day vividly. It was unforgettable. I
Casualty
Hearing Joy’s story made me grateful for my life. Mona was obsessed but not to this degree. I look at him again. He is sitting beside me, swaying his legs back and forth.The high rise building is a nice place to brood over things. But it’s getting late so I should go home. Maybe I can ask Mona about Joy too.“How about you come with me? My wife is a creator as well. Maybe she can help you.” “Thank you for your offer. Then I will be intruding upon you.” (Joy)I teleport us back to my home. “Welcome home.” (Ariel)“I’m back, Ariel. I have a guest with me.” Joy nods his head.She didn’t seem all that surprised so I guess everyone was anticipating it.We all gather in the living room. Joy is next to me at the table while everyone is across us.Mona looks a bit surprised upon seeing Joy.“Everyone, this is Joy. More specifically, a fragment of the creator known as Joy.”“Greetings everyone. In no circumstances I would have liked to meet you like this but the situation is grim. So I apo
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