The answers came with him, which determined his fate to create a new world for the language of becoming. It was more than fortune telling. He could see the lines of logic, time, reason, absurdity, composition, vibes, vibrations, waves, and the paradox in the dialectics of time and space. He may have lived a trillion years in the slumber of dreams if it were not for Yina who awoke him from his nightmares and wraiths of sadness where he could see Daimonia.
Sadness could actually take a toll on him, for it was his childhood incarnate. He felt drawn to the past that he had let go of in which he had walked the path of suffering. The sun burnt him at the beach and the sight of him, losing his mother to a 50 feet shark that no one had ever seen. She was 5 feet 7 inches' single mother with p cups breasts, which had been abandoned by her husband mysteriously. She had worked at Cambridge along with some scientists for the sake of her freedom until she met her ending at that beach.
YIna took him out of bad and made him suck her tits.... She was excited to start the day and then they went to the garden in which they had fun for a while where they took all their time to make a new order for them to withstand the burden of boredom. To be honest, it was him, making him lose his grip on the visions of the waste of time.
He was already king of a T planet of a dimension in which he found the highest individuals of nexus energy power. Power was split into different levels of energy: nexus, alpha, delta, epilson, omega, divine and Logos.
This dimension had no alpha living forms, which he took for granted as he knew that A mind that is stretched by a new experience can never go back to its old dimensions in which he created the present moment. In the old times of space, time separated him from the unified hope. As for the other alliance, it was the beginning of the existence in itself... It needed to become dissolved in the alpha energy.
Karl decided to play with Lyras and Yina for a whole before going back to his main dimension where he could sense divine beings, which could be his enemies.
The thing is, he was not rushing to the future or thinking about Sophie and how he felt about the eternal life he would eventually have within the canvas of every fractal and the present of the Christ. The more he dreamt of achieving his dreams as to what he could actually achieve for what he could do. He was trapped within the compass of existence and the very nothingness.
As for Yina, he wanted to marry Karl and accompany him to the other world.
A woman you love, yes, of course. But sometimes one loves a woman... with anger, as though she were a means of possessing the world. Or a musical instrument on which to play loud martial music. This was the presence of the Will to flirt and his charm to some extent in which he excelled at. He conquered her without exposing her to his Will to Flirt. To what we call flirting is just being your genuine self. We discover our genuine freedom.
Being with our loved ones depends on being more alive. Do not wait to be fully alive.
As Karl approached the coast, he saw a similar creature to what killed her mother in the ocean. He had done a lot to find another creature like this one. It was a ZZZRR 40 feet creature leviathan about to become an Alpha living form to devour this dimension. As for the perception, it was like a wave.
Karl: this is my home. This is Aethrion. You will not take it from us. We will not fall.
I am a hurricane, which cracks on the face of the unbelievers. You have all the framework of power in the wrong place. On the other hand, it was not actually what he could actually see.
He could actually see it attacking him. In that very moment, he was asking himself if he could kill. But he just sang... my baby, my baby. Tell your baby that I am your baby.
He created a hole of the singularity with dark infinite energy to kill it.
He played with such conviction that no one could actually see it. The will of the world is always a will to death, a will to suicide. We must not accept this suicide, and we must so act that it cannot take place. To those human beings who are of any concern to me I wish suffering, desolation, sickness, ill-treatment, indignities—I wish that they should not remain unfamiliar with profound self-contempt, the torture of self-mistrust, the wretchedness of the vanquished: I have no pity for them, because I wish them the only thing that can prove today whether one is worth anything or not—that one endure. That was what motivated him in the wholeness of life and death.