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Chapter 3 - C2°•○● Aliens?

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"Sometimes when I lift my head, I feel a sharp pain down my neck.

Years ago, I was sent to a place called "Artaan Tecnologies", where genetic enhancements owned by my family were made. Words are not enough to describe the disgusting but effective things that were done to my body there. Sometimes I just look up at the sky so that I can forget about that painful place. But ironically, the action that makes me forget, also hurts me.

My family and doctors ensured that I would be very strong and live a long life. But I couldn't tell them about this pain in my back. There should be no reason for a simple backache when my body is almost perfect. I am a geneticly level five creature of the universe. Before dying, I should feel nothing uncorforting in my body.

Is it all in my head?

Do memories hurt?"

*"The alien named Sss-oa in Sss Cloud System. Heir of the Ruler. Second Prince. A member of high nobility of Federation. A Genius of Sss race. OA.*"

For the first time in his life, Eren felt his body strain as he walked down the dark corridor.

He always thought he was tired from running in gym class at school or working out for muscles in gym. But now he was really beginning to understand real suffering.

"It turns out that it would be great if I jog instead of saying what will gym class do for us in real life. What the hell was I doing when reading books in gym classes!"

While wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, he felt disgusted as his body was covered in sweat and filth.

Walking helplessly for long periods of time hurt all his muscles from the waist down, hurt the bottom of his feet and created an uncomfortable tension in his back. If he sat on the ground for a second at that moment, he wouldn't be able to stand up for hours.

But he knew six more hours had passed since he had started walking from the starting point where the chest was. He knew that he had even passed the point where he had recently teleported. He wasn't exactly sure, but based on phone time and distance, he was definitely walking to a new place now.

It was at that time that he began to consider developing a slower but more effective walking method. It was the first time he tried but it could work.

According to his plan and what he understood so far, nothing dangerous should happen here. If there was danger, he would have died anyway, because right now he didn't even have the energy to curse a small stray cat. There were a few bugs around, but he had already learned to ignore them. Eren was no longer in the mood to care even if spiders danced on his body.

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So, according to the plan, he would walk until his body collapsed and would not stop until he could not take another step. Because if he always took a break, maybe he wouldn't be able to find a way of salvation, food or someone to ask for help in fifty steps later.

The aim of the whole game plan was to find something before Eren died of hunger and thirst. If his current situation and this scenario were a computer game, it could be called really ordinary and crappy and it would get bad reviews. But Eren had discovered in those seconds that even the simplest bullshit could take his life in real life. He never thought of pleading again that there wasn't enough action in a video game.

"Who needs guns when even simple-hunger can kill you? Fuuuuk my life!"

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Each step he took brought him closer to salvation.

Every single step was really important.

To put it in Eren's own words, "If I walk like an idiot with a slow break, I will die anyway. So there's no need to think too much" plan was in effect at the moment.

He had no idea whether his plan was practical or stupid. He had never used his own head for this sort of thing before.

Except for one or two strategies in computer games, he had never done anything in his life by his own decisions. Even those who reached adulthood at the age of 18 in Turkish families, continue to listen to their families until the end of twenties. Free thinking, standing on one's own feet, etc., develops too late.

Therefore, it was only when Eren came to this dark place, he realized he had lived his whole life as he had been told.

"Looking back now, why am I trying to be an English teacher? I can't be a teacher! When did my parents get this idea in my head?"

The occasional murmur continued as he walked.

"Come, kitty, kitty... these were spiders. I'm confused, sorry spiders. Ignore me.!"

"Hey, if there's a hidden camera here or a microphone attached to my body, I'm calling you. Tell that friend who decided to teleport me here, and send my regards to that fucker! There were six billion better people to kidnap than me. What the hell is kidnapping a student living in Turkey!

No, I still can't believe it. Go kidnap Taylor Swift or that fat guy singing that Gangnam Style song or something, fuckheads.

Seriously, I wonder what happened to that overweight Korean?"

When Eren realized that he had strayed from the subject in his thoughts, he remembered where he was again and became angry.

"That's why you shouldn't allow everyone use the teleporter machine! Then shit like this happens..." It is a precious machine right. Why da fuck did you use on me!!!

FUUUUCCCCKKKKK...!"

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For the first 6 hours after Eren opened his eyes, then 6 hours on the way back, and now 1.5 hours, he walked for 13.5 hours at a slow pace. He hadn't always acted desperately or quickly. But such a gait has already inflicted wounds on his feet that will not go away for long periods of time. If he had water or something to eat with him, he would never deal with it in this way, he would progress little by little for days. But the fear of death makes people do things they say they can never do.

Just as Eren was planning how to drink his own urine, he saw a change for the first time.

Three different paths appeared before him. Three different paths, where red, blue, and yellow lights came from afar, also led in different directions.

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It is known that billions of creatures on average enter this Temple every year to try their luck, and each who enters strives to pass the Temple's exams. This, too, was obviously a test or elimination phase that divided the creatures according to their preferences.

But even the creator of the Temple hadn't thought that an idiot like Eren would walk with such simple logic. It was a puzzle and choice that tested fate and personality. But Eren's true personality and destiny could not be understood.

Because the stupid Eren chose the blue side without thinking.

He had not chosen the color "red", which represents Luck and Fate and Blood and Power in the entire universe.

"Yellow," representing life and the future, and divinity and knowledge, was waiting to be chosen on the spot by all the superior races.

But Eren walked into a "Blue" colored corridor that represents death and darkness and ascension and spirits. The color of unknown fears and all incomprehensible deaths, the color that even the scariest creatures dislike, "blue" was the eye color of the girl Eren had been in love with since childhood. Eren moved forward in such a complex Temple as his first childhood love's eye color.

There was no other option for stupid Eren.

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It was already a big problem.

Because every 100 to 200 steps, different corridors, different color ranges and passages in different strange color tones appeared. After a certain point, Eren began to enter the huge colosseum-style halls that were lit only by reflected lights. There were different gates that represented even the colors of the rainbow that could not be seen by normal people. Some of the doors were pale in colour. Some doors could be seen with a different vision-color ability that humans never had, and Eren went through the middle of such places. But Eren didn't hesitate as he didn't know the purpose of this Temple or where it was.

He was a thirsty high school student who wished the journey would end as soon as possible.

Each gate had countless gates and passages of very different colors and possibilities. But this idiot teenager only went through places where the original blue color was or was closest to it.

And finally he got to where it all started.

An ordinary door appeared in front of him. All the twists and turns, the colorful corridors and the bullshit were gone. The door was all blue and gave off a feeling that what was behind it wasn't pretty at all.

But Eren walked to the door with a face expression as if he was a child in love, as if he was going to kiss his lover for the first time. He even ran his fingers a little over the blue of the door for a few seconds before pushing it. With a smooth and pleasant feeling, he smiled and pushed the door open.

He thought he was going the way of love. He was also thirsty and hungry.

At that moment, he could hardly keep himself from sitting on the floor and sleeping for hours.

So, Eren entered where the whole damn adventure began.

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Behind the door was a bar that took up the entire wall to the right, and inside the room was an empty space and a strange light bulb flying in the air. At least Eren called the strange object "light bulb" and didn't care anymore. He was about to faint from hunger and thirst at that moment.

When Eren made eye contact with the creature behind the bar, he suddenly thought of forgetting his love and running away.

"Welcome. I haven't had a visitor in a very long time. I'm excited."

Eren felt the things coming out of the creature's mouth flow into his ear with a delay of half a second, in his own language. The reason he felt this right away was because he was annoyed with subtitles shifting while watching TV series on the internet.

Just as Eren was thinking that the new episode of his favorite series would be released that day, the creature spoke again.

"It must have been 11 hours since your check-in time. It took you a long time to even get here. I don't know your name, but I am the person who will accompany you throughout your journey through the Temple. I will try to meet all your needs at the right times."

Eren focused more on the creature's body and the subtle, revealing clothing he wore than on what he was saying. This creature was…somehow a creature. But he could have sworn it was a woman.

[Just what are you lady? Should I even ask. Is it inpolite or racist? Idk. Political correctness trend is too complicated novadays. How should I call her?

He can also see that I'm human but isn't he surprised? Are humans known to aliens?

Wait a minute. Alien! ALIEN IS THAT?!?]

But before Eren could decide inwardly what to do, the alien creature pointed to a short chair in front of the bar. He was clearly trying to say sit down.

[Not all of my alien theories may not be wrong. Hahahaha...]

Eren wasn't afraid or hesitant, but instead he walked and sat down smiling, putting his filthy feet on another chair next to him and leaning back. All his bones ached and the soles of his feet burned. Although all he did was walking slowly, it was the first time in his life that he had come this close to death.

Deeply proud of himself, he touched his forehead, which felt like cracked by his headache.

Even though he knew the creature was watching him, he did not neglect to relax and put his phone on the wooden bar counter. He didn't have the strength to hold anything. It was very difficult to even keep his eyes open.

"Do you have a charger? And why isn't the service not working? And I want food and water...please."

For the first time, the creature hesitated as to whether it was the person she had been waiting for was this human. She touched the clock-like device on her right arm and created a very realistic holographic display.

She somehow touched the screen in the air with his long finger in the air and pressed something meaningful to him. Finally, she touched a place with different codes on it and looked at Eren and asked his name.

"May I know your name?"

For a while, Eren was between making fun of her and laughing.

"Did you teleport me without knowing my name? She's got a lot to beating from me if I find that teleporter, honey. That teleporter woman will suffer, I will make it happen!"

The creature understood what was being said. Eren's words were being translated into a language the creature could understand. It was a special privilege of the temple.

But her understanding of what was said didn't change a thing. She couldn't understand what Eren meant.

"What teleportation? What teleporting woman.."

Eren squinted his eyes and opened the last video he took from his phone, the corridor where he was teleported. Even in the dark, the atmosphere was visible.

"Didn't you teleport me to this spot? I was having lunch at school and a woman was talking nonsense about me in my head. Then I found myself here."

The creature was looking at Eren and at the image on the phone screen. So many thoughts were running through her mind at once. She understood what Eren was trying to say, but this incident was not normal.

"You entered the Temple by teleporting?"

Eren nodded in agreement. His eyes darted to the drinks in the cupboards and big bottles behind the creature.

While Eren narrowed his eyes further, thinking of what to order to kill his thirst, the creature was looking at the low-tech smartphone and Eren's body.

Does he even know where this place is?

"Would you give me water? Besides, I'm starving. I'll eat whatever you can prepare the quickest."

"Ah- but give the water first. I can't wait until dinner is ready.

As the creature handed Eren a bowl of water, she started searching in her tool some people she could ask questions about Eren. Ever since she was a slave to the temple, she had been thrown into the farthest corner of this ridiculous Temple. She was the caretaker of a part that was said to have no value. It had been decades since anyone had last been to this place. Therefore, her position and life in the temple was very troublesome and boring.

First, she had to communicate with this potentially stupid creature without frightening him.

"How did you came here?"

Eren was about to spray the water he drank out of surprise.

"You don't know either! So who the fu*k beamed me here?"

The creature made a strange body movement. Somehow, Eren could have sworn the creature shrugged her shoulders at him. Just as he was about to get angry, Eren remembered being in an unfamiliar place, closed his mouth and waited for the blue-haired thing to speak.

"Do you know where this place is?"

While Eren was drinking his water, he could not immediately answer the creature's question. He was both a little bit scared and felt that his body wasn't responding properly. All of a sudden, his stomach turned upside down with the water he drank, and it was as if something relaxed in his body.

"I don't know. I just know something fantastic is going on. I even saw a glowing chest."

The creature behind the bar sat in his chair, still staring at Eren, lost in thought. She watched as Eren closed his eyes and fell asleep with relief.

He seems like a strange person.

As she looked at the young human who had instantly fallen asleep, the creature stood up again, thinking of her own past. Her long tail, dangling from her back, began to sway happily like a cute dog.

"But I need a weirdo here, too."

The creature chose to turn off the device on her arm and not tell anyone about Eren. It would be known in a couple days anyway. But if she was lucky it would take months.

It was obvious that the Temple itself or a strange god or goddess had brought this young and weak creature. Nobody could do anything about it anyway.

She decided to embark on the only task assigned to her, which she never had done in this deserted place. No matter how this creature came to be, he was here after all, and he deserved a chance like any other.

She was also very bored and deserved some fun.

This alien creature took out a small bag that had been waiting under her desk for more than forty years and placed it in front of Eren.

She went through a side door to call a friend who could tell Eren's breed, DNA and deep genetic potential.

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Eren, on the other hand, did not think about his home, the terrible atmosphere here, or whether he would die. He was just very tired.

He fell into a comfortable sleep without holding any nonsense about his home and past in his head. The water he had just drank had already fed him.

He just wanted a little rest.

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