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Chapter 23 - 023. What Is A Jinn?!

"Hah!" The boy sighed. "Mmm, it looks like a fifty fifty choice from your replies! Well the winner of this contest is... " 

The boy gave a long gap which made the whole team go nuts as they started spouting junk and nonsense at him. "Fine! Fine! I'll tell you the correct answer, now! Listen carefully and pay attention!"

"Option two is the correct one! Option one is wrong, I'm afraid! Riley and Ryan are the winners! Woo-hoo!" he said pointing at them alternating in a second of an interval from one to another before he looked at the remaining members of the team. 

"I'm sorry guys! I really am! But you should be proud of yourselves for giving it all you have got! I'm impressed by the four of you! Ah!" 

"Alright, I'll tell you everything I know about Leela! But this information is exclusive only for you guys and in the context of someone outside your team getting their hands on what I'm about to say, you might as well dig your own graves and bury yourselves while you're at it! Heh!"

"When I first touched the pole with my hand, I knew it was a she, and I tried to open her up to me but it took a lot of practice and experience of mine to get her to feel comfortable around me! Then she talked to me, and said her name was Leela, and that she was a jinn!" The boy spouted in front of the team. 

"What's a freaking jinn?!" Ryan was too curious for his own good. 

"Don't interrupt me again!" The boy's eyes were the ones that conveyed the message by firing missiles at Ryan and he needed not to open his mouth to scare the crap out of that blathering young man. 

"Jinns are the creatures made out of fire and air, and sky(lightning and thunder)! While you humans were made from earth(sand), and water! We're talking about the day where god formed the entire universe like the very first day!" The boy continued. 

"He created Jinns way before he thought about creating you people! So they were seniors when it comes to humans and one of those jinns had cultivated that impression like a trademark on him very strongly that he believed he was superior to all the puny humans!"

"He was the devil! Before humans came into existence by god, the devil was his favorite son! And when the god commanded the devil to bow to the first born human 'Adam', he straight away refused to obey his command, and challenged the god that he would ruin every last one of the humans for disrespecting him in front of the heavens and the skies!"

"That is the devil of the abyss I'm referring to if I'm not mistaken!" The boy said before he got interrupted by Sir Nick. 

"So, the devil was the one behind the 'apocalypse' and the one that turned humans into monsters?!" Sir Nick asked in surprise and shock. 

"Oh, no! You're quite mistaken! He didn't do any of that sh*t! That entire end of the world thing was your own doing! You craved for the ultimate power, and dominance over mother nature, and she revolted the only way she knows how by killing the majority of you lot for pissing her off!" The boy smirked at their foolishness. 

"Back to the topic of the discussion, where were we? Yeah, then the god banished the devil from the heavens and so he was fallen from the sky into the abyss. He has been enjoying his stay so far as the king of the human torture world called 'the abyss'! Hah! You guys will be in a deep lot of horse sh*t in his company when you die!"

"As per the jinns, humans and they were all living together in unity and peace but not for long though! As humans started to grow weak, they began to fear their monstrous appearances and their unfathomable powers! So they pleaded God to do something about it, and yes they were still pure enough to talk to God by themselves!"

"They made the grave mistake of reminding God the deed his favorite son did a long time ago, and so they faced his wrath on them. He cursed humans that as long as they live they shall not see, hear, touch or feel any jinn!"

"He basically put up a screen for your senses so that you cannot see the jinns, but they can see, feel, hear, touch every and any part of you, private and personal, in the bathroom or the toilet! You just are not aware of it, that is all! Hehe!"

"Eek!" that was the word let out of each one of them in the hall, even Sir Nick. But that revelation somehow aroused the pervert inside Ryan as the testosterone levels inside him jacked up like crazy. 

"When the souls were taking control over your vessels, you humans tapped into your souls by using your chi and transformed a bit of them into special weapons called cranks! When a cranker slays a monster with his crank, he could siphon its soul and add it into his thus improving his soul resistance capacity and the immunity from turning into the monster itself!"

"But what you guys don't know is that you have been slavering pure and innocent young jinns to stabilise your cranks! Think about it, how do you think you could materialize your soul that's purely unreal into an object that is real and physically touchable and usable?!"

"Because souls aren't, but young immature jinns are, and whoever taught you those fancy techniques knew he was sacrificing the freedom of thousands of virtuous jinn children!"

"That is unbelievable!" Zoe gasped. 

"And cruel!" Sir Nick joined her. 

"Now I get what the f*ck was going on with my crank all this time! It was a child and I was directly abusing it like a thing I owned and deserved! Wow! That was really a big lump of valuable eye opener you got there kid!" Riley voiced, she was amazed at the same time quite a bit relaxed.

"I think that covers everything so far, that right?!" The boy asked but it felt more like a command to the team to go ahead and follow him as he walked to a certain area on the floor. "We're exactly on top of them if we stand in this square feet! Come-on, get over here you punks!"

When the four persons approached the boy, he asked them to crouch and hold on to him with a tight grip. Soon as they did what they were told, his eyes started to heat up and flames erupted in his eyes but not out of his eyes. 

... to be continued.