'Because I waited ... for this moment to happen & ... Ginell provide him with that book. He has grown enough.
Ok, now pay attention.
Luigies. Concerned with the desperate need for beauty.
The planet always lacked beauty and the colorless land compelled the creatures. This leads to an uneasy feeling which they despised utterly. The planet was created in space with nearly all unstable particles that became somehow stable and 'manufactured' of the universe. Some of the highly-reactive rocks erupted lava-like liquids.
These sticky liquids had a powerful magnetic power, which attracted most of the elements like an attractive force which created an uncertain atmosphere composed of all gases except gases like Neon or Xenon,' The mirror continues.
'If it was formed, then why haven't the scientists found it.'
'As the magnet's power slowed down. Some of the rocks were still in motion. But you will be shocked to hear such skeptical knowledge.'
'About what?'
'About the planet's shifting. A large meteor heaved the hefty planet with so great strength & returned to it's place.'
'Wow. Really, wow. How do you know all this?'
'I know you won't believe, son. I had read some torn stones of the Lugistry pillar. It's the sanest rock in which stones are aligned in a very persuasive way. Their alignment might possibly have been disrupted due to some activity due to which their some stones left as their interest shot dead.
Although, Impossible for mankind to read from it. With grace, I've read it.
Luigies didn't have great looks. When the dinosaurs went extinct, I don't know how but it seems they some how teleported on this planet and took shelter and made their humungous abode caves. Their age decreased on that planet. The planet's crust color changed from red, it became crystal clear diamond. After nearly 300 years, the planet gave birth to Luigies. But they were extremely different. They were born from the planet's crust. They didn't believe in life or reality. They only believed in rule, in conquer, in death. They didn't like their reality, they wished to create a virtual world fit for their purpose and for each and every one creature that got forcibly created. Forcible creations might often be comprehended as out of love or fury.
Duke recalled, 'I believe when a dinosaur died, its body didn't decompose. After their bones & flesh turned ice, their body had an chemical element. Hydrogen Peroxide. Though it's a weak chemical on Earth, it became highly reactive on Jupiter. It soaked inside the soil. The soil turned dark red and'
'Dad, wait-'
'What?
'I believe I know some.'
'You do?'
'Yeah...They evolved with those lethargic dinosaurs & gave birth to them, those highly active...reactive spike things... through the soil.'
'I'll be damned, you speak like you live with them.'
'But Dad, I don't understand, if the planet gradually changes the age of a creature then why aren't these thorned Luigies dead.'
'That's a mystery dear. Even I couldn't clarify about it.'
Duke's eyes started blurring vision. His vision turned deep black. And before he knew it, the vision was attracted below. Duke passed out in the hallway running to his bed. Beverly took him. Pulled him out and back over the bed aligned his oafish body to the double bed.It was a lazy Saturday evening. Duke had begged enough for an apology to a frowning Beverly. His knees ached. She continuously thought of a lazy stretchy night for and received perplexed looks after listening those sleazy episodes from Duke.
The mirror startled every small being with it's distrustful yawn. It was awful like a large cow. Duke came running falling everything.
'What happened?' he asked.
'Nothing, just testing. To open. Well, I was hoping to tell you further,' The mirror said.
'Sure. I would love that, won't I? The mysteries of how my father studied his own self-made "Bongo" land! Listen to yourself'
'Luigies are black-white armored creatures with three fat legs and two thin arms. Known by the name Somchss. This dangerous name was kept under their supervision as it implied, the unknown soul catchers to attain a disguised image of every creature. Their most dangerous part was their body radius, they had a sensor belt around them of nearly five metres but could differ for each size and height, a heighted Luigie might have more than ten metres of senser radius. It's like a dirty senser field which one cannot see.
Most of them had this powerful ability and killed many dinosaurs by catching their souls. Some had so much effect that their reflection on a creature was deadly. With so many souls in hand, their perspectives got widened. Their dull planet always filled them with rage. Some dinosaurs like Tyrannosaurus didn't die as they had a powerful heart. A powerful Luigie took control of his mindset.
From these dinosaurs, they viewed and discovered the location of these tall head creatures with an upright stance, relatable and engaging to the planet Earth.'
'I don't believe this.'
'So, didn't I, before I met that scientist.'
' Which Scientist?'
'There was a neuroscientist who played with minds and loved to disturb them. Once his hideous acts succeeded in his experiment of controlling the human body by using an agonized mind of a pregnant lady. Her red eyes craved help, for her baby, a swollen mouth drastically zoned her out, her voice was stammering.
Then his extremely propelled success ruined his life. He lost his job. He was able to control the body for 2-3 days but later the lady got out of control. She also lost her child. She was heartbroken. She stared at its body for four hours. Then packed it in a box and kept it outside the house.
The scientist left the dead child in a box at someone's door.
Went home and was on his research. He found his peace later in one topic. Ugliness. An unresearched and unverified area of history. Exaggerated it so forcefully and created a unique slimy substance. A creature having an ability to make and produce leaky, filthy matter. This matter was made with a natural smelted mixture of coal, iron, and copper with an unnatural mixture of toxic chemicals, garbage, and decomposed items. But the chemicals, he added were coal and copper only.
Its apple seed-like eyes with no mouth and no ears. As a brownish-black eclipse. Immobile and had no deep desires.'
'A leaky substance?' Duke was feeling nauseous.
'He carefully covered its leaking. Stored in jars made of jute on which it showed no reaction.'
'When we eat food, we give out urine, feces. What if we eat something and nothing is excreted?'
'I don't know what to say.'
'The scientist experimented on his dog. He gave some of that matter to his dog. He ate in a bite. Somehow the dog didn't excrete while he went for a stroll. He did it for few more days and became adept in it.'
'He produced more of it and did a medical test for his security. There were no side effects. He proclaimed the substance and started his business by selling it to people in glass bottles labeled as Energizer D.'
'His business expanded so much that foreign companies made a new product and marketed it. Like an energy juice.'
'A news report showed the side results of that product, next year. A nine-year-old kid drank the liquid and his age got decreased to five. After some days the kid died in his sleep. Size decreased to a newborn baby and his vital energy propelled and is believed to be liberated into the Universe.'
'Then, he decided to never change the principles of life.' The mirror stopped.
'Many people would have died?'
'Not much. Banned after a month of its launch. You know who was the kid whose body was on someone's door.'
'Whose?'
'Yours, my son. Yours.'
'It was a parallel universe which I somehow stepped in. It's your second life in that second parallel universe.'
'Somehow I realised when you step into a portal which has certain symbols on it, you are given chances of second life by remuneration. Later I learned about this technology of code. It's like you can turn in your soul into a code and create a magnanimous object with a code drive. So I created to code drives with my soul and one was put in this mirror and the second was paid off.'
'You see, this planet which you observed had another planet in a swap. It turned into a coded world with a swap. But, get this, if once swapped the codes take the charge of the swap. It might not be possible for any how to swap again.'
'The life principles feel twisted,' Duke says.
'Which life principles?' The mirror asked.
'The shrinking. The age decreasing. For many years it has been practically tested at Xydum. Some time after, Luigies are going to shrink. They got extinct with time. But now I believe they are growing and their age is increasing rapidly.'
'But what exactly are they behind?'
'They have changed. From non-violence to brutal terrorism. Very brutal.'
'Dad! I'm asking what do they want?'
'They craved for beauty before. I don't know much really. I believe… you'll find out fast. And only you can, do you hear me?'
'They will be on Earth as soon as possible because they don't know ; If they again start shrinking. I can already sense them. Their presence is sensed when the atmosphere shows a minor turbulence of climactic changes, like continuous rain or prolonged daylight.'
'But we have time until they get to activate the Power Source.
'Dad. I haven't achieved easement in my sleep for the last two days. Now, I don't want any more of your nonsense.' Duke replied in a slow tone.
'Ok. As you wish.' The mirror shows him an emoji shrugging his shoulders.
He brushes his teeth and falls on his bed, fast asleep, he views himself on an unknown planet. Steps back from a cliff at nearly one centimeter.
The planet had a dark red sky, with clear misty white soil.
He observes that after every minute, the sky circled, and shrilled voices were heard. Geographically, the planet supported life. Duke heard his breath's sound.
Pointed mountains with grey O, Y, and R shapes. Cliffs at every kilometer were visible through inclined planes. Duke encourages himself and views down the cliff. Nothing visible. Only darkness.
Unusual plants are made of arsenic. The plant changes its color every second. A creature tries to eat the plant while the plant tried to stay intact. Now another. The creature had a horrific entity. A humungous size of nearly seven feet. Hands were like thick needles and small feet with very slim legs of about three centimeters. Their beige face was the worst. Two eyes like small cow-dung cakes with a spherical mouth. It sounded like a steam engine. They saw Duke.
Just looking at him. Duke tried to divert their attention by seeing elsewhere but no change. They weren't perplexed a bit. The engine sound was increasing rapidly. Now more.
The sound had no limit. With that high pitch, Duke saw the creatures bursting out from their abode. Their residue gave more effect, it ignited the soil. Duke tried to pinch himself to wake up but nothing happened. The blazing fire blatantly fastened to Duke. Duke closed his eyes tight. He slowly opened. The fire and the creatures were gone. Instead, he saw a bulbous fat creature that was mirror-faced, crept in darkness hanging on a long-curved pole. Everything vanished. Darkness everywhere.
'Siar pio! Siar pio!' the mirror said. It sounded familiar to Duke but didn't know the wording.
The pole gives a click. It made unlocking sound. The mirror keeps falling apart into the abyss, nothing but pitches darkness everywhere. Duke tries to run after mirror and wakes up.
A good dream, sarcastic one. More he thought of it, more he was happy now. Finally he saw a new dream today, he was relieved that the old dreams of the Mirror's show business were finally over. Later, exhausted himself by thoroughly questioning himself what he saw in the dream and how the hell did it change in a snap?
His heavy breaths calmed him down in a minute. His sweaty skin and pulsating movements suddenly signaled him that something ominous is going to happen with humans. He was'nt feeling right.
He goes for a shower. Puts on warm clothes with a Spider-Man wristwatch. It was a memory of his father when he was six. He appears beside the mirror to question further. The mirror was cold and silent. Not shining at all. He fancied knocking but no change visible.
The house door opens. Ginell runs inside. 'Saw the news?' Ginell asks.
'Which one?'
Ginell ignores him and turns his plasma TV to channel News 24/7.
'Next riveting news have been brought from Ceiberg. Five psychic men have struggled and successfully fought their way out of the Ceiberg Psychiatric Hospital last night around eleven, now they are believed that they could be anywhere through the main street. These are their pictures. If you see them please report to the Ceiberg Police Department. And for the inhabitants of Ceiberg, please keep your doors and windows shut.'
'Close the door!' Ginell screams in panic. 'Now go.'
'Ok.' Duke approaches the door and silently closes it.
'Why would five psychic men just thought of running away if they actually need treatment, and how they managed to succeed in it.'
'What next?' Ginell says.
'The mirror?'
'Huh?'
'I had a terrifying dream last night. I woke up all sweaty so I took a shower. The mirror has made no sound at all since morning. I tried knocking ...but.'
'Duke, that might be a signal,' Ginell stammers.
'Like what?'
'That? you are so gullible.' Ginell says and laughs. His laughter looked unfeigned.
'Go! Check it out!' Duke shouts.
'Calm down.'
Duke steadily moves and lies on the bed pressing his T.V. remote. The T.V. turns on.
'Officials have got an unusual report on grubs. A person got infected as a grub with an unusual spherical face bit his leg. Doctors have been researching hard to cure the person. No reports have been found on this disease recently.'
'That's not a grub.'
'Believe it or not, your father got salvation.'
'What? But those ugly creatures are gonna finish us! What to do?'
'Possibly, the mirror would have shown the future to you.'
'Are you insane? My father was the mirror. He acted as some type of minister of defence at the Framistry Primes but he wasn't. Now it makes no damn sense!
'Who?'
'Nothing … It's time to leave. We must inform about them to the police.'
'No! ... It's time, I should … speak the truth.'
'Oh geez-, what now?'
'Which is, you aren't human.' Ginell clarifies.
'I know that. What else?'
'You are Busa of the most evolved creatures of Frutoni. A rare and evolved one. One moment ... '
Ginell goes inside. He searches in the refrigerator finding a pear & crushes on his palm. The juice falls inside a bowl. He takes some of the liquid and throws it on Duke, which makes its way inside his eyes.
Duke goes blind for a moment. Slowly Duke observes flashes of green, red & blue, silver all over his eyes.
'Hold on!'
Duke's body had changed appearance. His silver green eyes dissolving with his skin. His height increased half a foot from his normal height. His slim face stretched; Fills with wide, metal cheekbones and his lower body turning ruins with lazy puffs that shoved off the small swellings & blasted off the residue. It took the remains that came out and formed a large rugby-shaped body standing on heavily glued thick leaves of nearly 5 cm. The leaves weighed approximately 10 pounds. The rugby body was slightly out of shape due to a large body part which was intensely increasing and taking space around. Whoa, that part in my stomach is all over the place, taking all space it possibly can.
His hands were stitched with itself, like a king's crown. Four seeds on the face. Duke thought probably for hearing, listening, seeing, and apple instinctesse. The apple sense was for the apples when there's an invasion on the planet.
'Busa! Welcome back.' Ginell cheered who looked like a two foot green seed with almond eyes in a big white gown with absurd designs.
'Who, me?'
'You won't remember all of it because of your will to the Frutoni Defences. They had read it aloud in front of our people. Busa is the most evolved apple in the Apple community. I'll tell you later, but first we need to tear that will apart.'
Duke didn't realize what just happened. His head felt lighter than plastic, his brain had opened several locks and relieving tons of weights into giant palaces of memory. He started seeing things, the creatures that looked like giant seeds that wore different types of gowns, and wore metal masks that echoed sounds.
He processed several amounts of data more than ever. Looking at Ginell, saw his background, genus, variations, bodily functions also including his internal digestion and excretion systems.
'Now open your hands', Ginell murmured.
'I can't. They are joined. It's painful', Duke bellowed.
'If we want to reach Frutoni, you need to suffer. Less think. Use instinct mroe. If you want to see your people and the watery Frutoni world, you need to be strong. Believe it.'
'Ok.' Duke tries to move his joint wrists but cries a lot in vain. He tries harder. The wrists don't show a single move.
I need to move it no matter what comes my way, he thought.
He tries to move his foot of thick leaves. But falls. Ginell picks his body until it reaches for the bent diaphragm which was so big that it was visible from it's big tub stomach, it squeezes it hard which wiggles it's whole body giving a powerful voltage current which straightens him.
'You can use your physical energy but you still need your spiritual energy ignited. It should be powerful. Try to think if humans got killed by the fruits they joyfully ate. Someone ruling your world and giving you lessons on how to become a successful slave. Finishing every last source to attain human extinction, they see on the planet by capturing their souls. Code drive. Remember.'
Duke didn't believe that Ginell would say such awful things like that. That's not how he saw him. He was changed. He smelt different, a weird smell which no one would have liked. He believed that the Ginell he knew would have corrected himself or would be hearing himself when he said those sentences. He wasn't sure who he was, where he was, and if he was talking to Ginell or some creature who captured him & took him to this planet. Duke wasn't himself as he thought he was. He wasn't angry at what Ginell had said, but inside his spirit guides were like protons after electrons, he was being filled with rage by some source or with some buffoon magic which he was unaware of!
Aeaoui, Duke thought. He hadn't heard it. He sighed and said it again. The word just came from nowhere. Roaming around. He tried to push lastly and gave up. The crown started opening as the sharp corners rattled like vibrating chains. Duke heard his voice panting more than ever. The triangular needles started bending and clicking sounds. Molding him. The skin below the crown arms got dark red. The upper body got translucent, there were two seed eyes through which Duke was able to perceive.
'Wait for me. I can't talk with that voice. As you are unaware of. There is no such verbal on Frutoni but we communicate based on vowels in the English language.' Ginell showed him an unknown grey chip glued on his throat. That showed mysterious variations in the vowels which he percieved as if an other-worldly Latin.
'This chip changes the way you pronounce a word like if you pronounce 'Ofy' it will come out as 'Toffee' but for humans. It's just one of the prettiest inventions of our planet.' It was. Until Duke realized he meant some kind of chemical turd that was used as a fertilizer in there planet.
'Eo.' meant Hello.
'Eo. Eaa.' meant Hello, Ginell.
The distinguished language goes on until a conclusion arrives to travel. Ginell jumps & gives a slight cut on Duke's long stem and puts a little saliva on his thumb. He jumps second time to draw the vowels U, I, O in a triangle. A warm and cozy sense flew through his moist skin. He suddenly felt stronger than ever. He experienced an unknown, resolved mind, filled with dopamine and became serenely happy. A blink. They were standing on small sparkling green bushes having purple tips.
'In our planet, it's usual that everything happening will be very unusual. For instance, this travel stimulus that I have injected you, it will take permission from every cell of yours and if they agree on, then there will be a successful transfer else, we might reach a place we are unfamiliar about that might become dangerous for us.' (they might provide certain mytes in every cell giving them permission to form a certain intel DNA)
Duke never came to this world. He never went on another planet but was certain that he won't feel a certain strange feeling of getting a crazy edge-like stuff, like it's his own livelihood that was there for unknown years, his mixed feelings that showed a connection with that world. He was feeling very weird all the time, his unconscious generated a touchy feeling that was trying to convey it's way out by making Duke ultimately conscious. He was serenely happy mostly turning into an extremely sympathetic lamp. It had became an unknown never-ending nightmare. That planet was divided into three parts. Barren Lands, The Fruitonis, and The Stronckes, according to Ginell.
It was the impoverished land where neither stones nor fruits ever pacified their urges. Rumours filled about both the humungous areas that some rough creatures with needle hands strolled slowly & ate anything they saw in sight. Frutonis land was a very sophisticated land with an increasing rate of evolution fluctuating solemnly every second. It was like a shape - shifiting fruit locality where fruits calmly lived in their rough stark spheres with a bent door known as Fruitcoats. Consistency is a myth, it was what they deeply hated.
Those consistent shapes were the ones that were never questioned.
'What to do?' Duke asks.
'Let's change your appearance. You'll be mobile.' Ginell answers.
Ignoring Duke's response Ginell sprinkles his sweat on him. Another blink. He was human. Duke fell on the ground coughing. During the fall, a massive amount of change was ignored by him. His surroundigns were changing as a thousand ransomware cubiodal pieces were rolling on a straight plane turning the fine blue sky into a darker one. The alphabets O, R and Y appeared behind his back and scraped the land by criss-crossing through the dimensions as O went X-axis, R delved and scrapped the Z-axis and Y adored Y-axis for obvious reasons. They levelled out the planet and changed it's loving appearance. As they returned they were left with a single element which required a consistent dry land because of it's slimy boogey life. So it was planted near Duke standing inside a field now who was entirely delved into finding the itch that had just spread through his body. Ginell tore his shirt apart and tied a long sneezy purple grass with small pores through which air pressure was built, the grass became firm on Duke's head with the cloth that was connected to it, and regenerated the material to blend in with his round head. The grass glued itself as the cloth that was firm, iced itself and shattered apart, secreting a transparent fluid on his head due to his firmly brisk movements in finding the itch. Duke later realized that the hefty grass binded itself nicely to his head and it's heaviness was never felt again.
'Ok. The Dypuss. The grass which lays low.
The DypuSS won't harm you now. The grass steadily moves near their newbie intruder like a haystack sliding and jumping from all sides. It will magnify you interiorly and familiarize with you. Due to which there's no escape. But it's my daily diet here so with my sweat, you can have the entry. And... with that sneezy creature resting... they'll know who you are. The familiarity level will reach a certain stoppage when it will reveal your surrounding intake and slowly secrete your unique identification sweat through which it won't bug you again.'
'You know there is a diverse range of species, and the creation of your species will be decided from the chit you get. So I hope you get that chit which you deserve that has a apple shape with a shining gold hexagon on it. If not you might need to discourse yourself a little. And if you don't get that certain chip, don't worry, you have a whole life time of yours to start again!
Ginell chuckles and heaves a pair of sharp glass needles.
'What's this?'
'I'll tell you, later. Let's go. We need to make it before the bouncers are pretty pissed out & we burst in space. The planet repels the north side objects at nightfall. This is something that the Highers are figuring out. As they are those that have the acquired image which helps them gather supplies and facilitates them wherever & whenever. There's no night, that's weird right.'
They nod each other. Duke walks with him feeling suspicious but it wasn't his first day & braved himself to know more weird stuff as possible, maybe just waiting for his monstrous diaphragm to unravel.
Bouncers are the ones which doesn't compel anyone to use their brains. It is believed that one can use their brawls and their brains to conform with the norms created but not the other way around.
'I kinda wanted that the dawn should turn dusk. But there's nightfall so I'm good.' Ginell purred.
Duke smiled hastily.
'But, do you feel like I should reveal something? Because I believe sometimes being on edge condescending? I'll just get to point... am I annoying?'
'No, it's fine.'
'It's just that I have never seen that troubled face with these new formed expressions.' Ginell's eyebrows squeezed.
'Well, I don't.' Duke hushed upon.
'Well, tell that to your "face". This world is not poppy-cock which you might think it is, it's gonna mouth you in chew you up and wiggle you inside until it kills every liquid inside that big ugly brain of yours until your 'fix' is decimated into ruins, so to bring no negatories. No faults theory is applied here.'
'Well, all this happenings in this world feels like it's your crackpot idea. I just felt like I might be a king of some civilization due to which I bluffed in like I cared.'
Duke's life converted in a blink. The grass implied a rainbow of neon lights. Blurred vision turned into iron sight, Man! Some thrills.