Nigeria:
Lagos.
Sitting on the veranda and enjoying the nice view at Alagbado.
"It was worth charming the old man for this place."
The sun can be seen setting in,and the whole cloud was dyed with a hint of orange and summer breeze cooling up the surroundings.
I continued reading the novel on my tab.
A few weeks back the world of books was shook, the netizens were shocked,the author's of O.R.V and L.O.T.M decided to collaborate and write a novel together,the novel in question was pure mayhem.
Timelines collide,mysteries were unveiled,it was disconcerting yet beautiful.
The novel follows the journey of a young hero thrown into the world of vampires and other beings,it showed the struggle and the bonds between friends,people being unalived and world's being destroyed like something else.
It has just 100 chapters and yet some side characters have died quite brutally.
The novel was predictable for me.
Looking nowhere in particular I called out.
"Really-, i expected more but this is quite predictable."
"Oh and what would you have me do &@&×&×."
A voice behind me said.
Holding her head she continued.
"I hate it when that happens."
Snapping my fingers her headache subsided.
Staring at the figure behind me,she was 5"3 and well endowed it a lie am just joking she's quite flat in the chest but she has nice hips and cutely shaped butt.
"Are you thinking rude of me Jathaniel."
She said with one of her brows raised.
Waving my hands I replied:"call me Noah,it the alias I use while on this planet."
"Fine."
She said with a sigh.
"Brother Noah good evening."
I looked down and towards the young girl who called me.
"Folake,how are you? Mummy Folake evening[he said the greeting in the local dialect.]
"Am fine."
She replied.
Looking at me with a smile on her face mummy Folake replied.
"I can see you are trying your best to understand the language."[L.D]
"Yes,I am."
"That good,see you later then."
They left the compound and went out to the streets.
"I thought you own the whole building?"
"I do,I just leased a part of it for them."
"Why would you do that?"
"She takes care of the compound quite well and she's a good cook."
Saying this I stood up from the chair and gestured her to follow me.
'I really don't get him.'
Once inside I made tea for myself and nestled into the couch.
"Out with it Jathaniel why did you call me?"
She said quite impatiently.
"Sheesh,that a bad way to treat your partner you know."
"...."
"Ugh,fine about a collaboration..hold on before you speak hear me out your last craft was wonderful but this is just utterly predictabl."
Closing her hands she retorted.
"Oh and you want me to partner with you again have forgotten what happen last time the amount you created and time disposals you caused."
I shrugged and replied:
"But you have to admit the fact that they loved it in fact they dig and we made a lot and I meant alot of kugles,sure it was a bit chaotic but there was beauty in the chaos."
Finally giving she stretched her hands and I passed her a draft.
"..."
"J."
"Yes,Rosy."
"Are you insane-no that wrong you are crazy;do you understand what will happen if we go through with this?"
"I know."
"This...It incomplete where's the rest."
"*sip* ahhh,that is all there is."
"Jathaniel what are you playing at."
"Isn't boring always controlling everything ,why not dial things up a notch."
Hearing this Rosalyn tilted her head in confusion.
"What do you mean."
I stood up abruptly from the couch and began gesticulating.
"Imagine a word where everything goes,a world far from the reach of us,or the elders,a live free for all craft the only thing that guarantees their survival is the backing and the power of the characters,a world where even can be replaced."
"....."
Rosalyn took in all my words,she let it sink in and.
With her arms outstretched she said:
"Okay,partner don't let me down."
Taking her hands I replied:"I won't."
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A few minutes later Jathaniel was all dressed and ready to go out.
"Where you going?"
"To find the one,spread the word and organise a live hall."
Snapping my fingers a portal appeared in front of me and I passed through it.
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"Is this the right choice?"
Rosalyn looked to her side and considered what her servant said.
"You might not know him but he once shook the whole realm by not completing a craft,everyone went nuts and hunted him for decades and after a century he came back with another craft he completed the former craft with a craft in a craft."
"????"
The servants stared at the floor in confusion.
Giggling Rosalyn patted the servants head.
Suddenly the servant shifted and brought out a purple disk shaped object.
She passed the object to Rosalyn with a bow.
Rosalyn took the object and placed it on her left ear.
"Acountess."
"What is it."
"Lord Jathaniel came to the treasury and took something in your name."
Placing her finger on the bridge of her nose she replied:
"And you couldn't tell me before he took it."
"He did not give us much choice and he said he'll blow up the place in than 5 seconds if we don't let him go in."
'That sounds like him.'
"So what the he take."
"The eye of chronos."
"....."
"..."
Everywhere suddenly turn quiet.
"Come again I didnt quite hear you."
"He took the eye of chronos."
"He what...Dammit...for crying out loud Jathaniel why?!"
"Should I report to the council?"
"No need the moment they know who took it they just ignore it."
Cutting off the communication Rosalyn took a deep breath and sighed deeply.
'This is what I get for being partner with that bastard."
She recomposed herself and clapped twice producing a swirling golden portal.
"Let go we have work to do."
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Deep in the harsh trenches of space Jathaniel could be seen floating in front on a lively vibrant and green planet.
Crossing his hands he muttered.
"Too bad In a few years all this life will be gone."
Shaking off the bad thoughts Jathaniel began focusing his eye on the planet.
His eye changed and took on a crystal red hue and his sclera had numbers going around in them.
Half a minute later he changed his line of sight to a particular spot on the planet.
"Found you."
[Sorry for the late update I was not around.]
Location: Northern part of the universe.
Terra.
In a deserted part of terra two blurry silhouette were hovering over a skinny almost dead figure.
"Him are kidding me,he is the one you are choosing?"
Rosy shouted.
"No exactly, he is not the protagonist if that what you are wondering."
Crossing her hands Rosy sighed in relief.
"So what is he then the antagonist?"
"No."
Giving Jathaniel a blank stare she asked:
"Then what exactly is he?"
Waving his hands dismissively he hovered closer to the figure.
" that a wrong question."
"How?"
"What you should be asking is who is the protagonist."
"True,so who is it?"
"The previous one..."
'And more.'
"Oh you didnt make any change."
"Kinda."
Taking a deep breath Rosalyn asked.
"So what character does he fall as?"
Cracking a wide smile Jathaniel.
"He is grey one."
"Ohh."
Rosalyn said unamused.
'He who is darker than grey but lighter than black "vantagrey".'
Seeing that there is nothing for her to do Rosalyn proceeded to leave the place.
"Send me back."
Jathaniel conjured a portal and she went in.
With her gone Jathaniel focused fully on the figure and brought out a powerful artifact, shaped like an eye and adorned with intricate gold and silver linings, exudes an aura of timeless elegance and mystique. Its center, resembling a mesmerizing iris, seems to hold the secrets of the universe, while the precious metals that encase it hint at its immeasurable value and significance. This enchanting relic commands attention and sparks curiosity, leaving anyone who gazes upon it in awe of its enigmatic power.
The eye stayed afloat and he began making hand seals and his hands were moving at unimaginable speed and were glowing dark green,after a few seconds a click was heard and the once quiet artefact began glowing,the entire visage of the eye was soon overshadowed with bright neon green light and...
// Fwoosh//
Like the flick of a finger everything became exceedingly slow,the only place that was not affected was a 70m radius around Jathaniel.
"Less than a few hours latest at least 1 and the half before he notices."
He lowered himself to the ground and projected his consciousness into the skinny person body.
????? Consciousness
I just found floating there in the middle of a pure white room a being whose face was shrouded in mystery,a being with many contradiction his voice was inviting but yet i cpukd feel it this being can kill me without moving,I call him he.
He showed me what i could be what I could become.
A world where guess i was powerful,a world where I saved them,a world where everything went differently.
But my question is why,what does he want in return.
'Even while being broken,and battered he still thinks quite deeply.'
Thought Jathaniel.
Composing himself and thinking of all what the mysterious being said.
"I won't ask why,just that the moment you need me I promis- no I swear on my life I'll be there."
Chuckling Jathaniel asked with amusion.
"How you so sure that I need your help and why are you not asking why?"
Touching his chest he began explaining.
"What you are doing is no different from an investment and when it time you need to collect the profit and the time you put in..."
Jathaniel nodded when he heard his words.
"And am not going to ask because only the strong are right,nothing else,nothing more."
'I like that.'
"Besides." He stops and clench his hands.
Seeing this Jathaniel spoke up.
"Young one do you know the greatest motivators?"
??? Shakes his head sideways.
"The greatest motivators are one love this one pushes you to your limit whenever your love one are in danger,powerful but easy to manipulate;
Rage a very dangerous one,channelling all that energy into one thing,adrenaline heightened,the feeling of being able to do anything it is good but you easily lose momentum;
Fear an instinctual emotion we have when we see something dangerous something beyond our reasoning itcompels us to move out of our comfort zone and thrive,but it the weakest since it kill innovation and flexibility;
Hatred and it counterpart vengeance the most common and the most underrated one it moves you ,it makes you want to bash their skulls in, prove them wrong and make them pay,it a great one but often time you lose yourself in the pursuit of vengeance and the dark embrace of hatred."
Letting it all sink ??? closes his eyes and took a deep breath.
"So let me ask you anger what is your motivator,what pushes as of now,what will make you stronger the moment you leave,what form of emotion do you wish to harness young Vincent Pendragon?"
Hearing his name Elijah wasn't surprised that the powerful being new his name but deep done he also felt something else,he felt disdain, he doesn't wish to be associated with that name Pendragon.
"My motivator....shall be survival."
Raising his invisible eyebrow Jathaniel questioned.
"Survival?"
"Yes I don't want to be limited by any one emotion."
Raising his hands Jathaniel asked again:
"Why not power,why not use the strive of power as your motivator in that case."
" I have seen what using power as a motivator does to men it like a sweet smelling alcoholic poison you don't know when you get intoxicated neither do you know when you get infected and addicted slowly your sense of self and purpose."
"HAHAHA!!!"
Jathaniel burst out in a heartfelt chuckle.
"Very true alright."
He suddenly appeared in front of Vincent and tapped his forehead.
"Am giving you the key to survival but you also need to remember that something's may change and more can be unlocked by your contributions."
Vincent felt an influx of energy passing through him and going straight to his head.
Waving his hands the scene around them began to break and the figure of Vincent become less and less vivid.
" also remember that you need more backings so show them your worth,you won't understand but try to stand out more."
With only half of Vincent body still visible Jathaniel continued:
"Oh and change that shitty ass name I hate it ,get something cooler."
//Break//
The scenery finally broke and the figure of the two disappeared.
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Vincent put of his consciousness
suddenly found himself in an unknown apartment looking DIFFERENT.
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House of Pendragon.
Hiding beneath a crack under the ground the figure of a handsome young man was seen spying on three unknown people.
"Sire we have lost contact with the young Lord."
A professional and respectful voice said.
In reply a gruff and imposing voice resounded: "I see go on."
'Yes,he's finally dead,i reward those bastards when i see them now I just need to get rid of the other two.'
The hidden figure thought.
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After a few twist and turns Rosalyn ended up in her destination.
' Shit,forgot about the virtigo,am not doing this again.'
"My lady,the eye."
A respectful voice said coming from a well dressed and decked up soldier.
"..."
"..."
'She forgot didn't she.'
'Dammit I forgot.'
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