News came to Shaytan, the Governor of the day that a power-source, powerful enough to effect a drastic change through the Metaverse in all of the universe, had been radarred.
He quickly dispatched his elite force and top reality checkers for the signal to be traced and the source brought to him immediately.
For if such force was to reach the core of all creation, Oviobasun might be reborn and the rain of his government will be left to chance. The dryness of mind will be a thing of the past.
Shaytan's philosophy shall cease to-be in a snapshot, all mindsets will instantly change to the other side of the coin and life herself shall know another form of good and evil. All living things shall see one and other like from in an alien's perspective but very much familiar. The mode of operation between all existence will know the totality of what it means for foreign to meet the eye, yet ease and calm shall dwell within.
Typically, wanting to cling on to power and dominion, Shaytan couldn't seeing itself becoming nothing, to await in the black hole and stand the chance of the big bang's luck in a twinkle. So he had to get hold of this opportunity to control what snaps the black hole.
Quickly enough, the messengers cut through worlds in a flash and traced her down.
However they met her in her father's ball sac. They didn't know what to expect so they took him, for all road lead to Rome, into captivity the draged him before their lord and master for interrogation, extraction and or study.
Is this the source? Is the source a living being? How could this be? The Governor stormiling asked.
Simotenously, Iv was sending series of messages across all universe from a parallel world hajacent to that of her father's captivity. The thread that sew all worlds that she had connected to her machine gave her such enablement.
Like it was in the book, so did she convey it:
"We know what is going on
The street is smart
Though the odds be stuck against us; we know
That the system is not ours
It is set to keep alive;
They on the high-table of life
Lets rise to the top and be just like them
No! lets be better than them
Negative repels, magnetically
Positive attracts, psychologically
Though vice versa; two sides makes a coin
We are the majority
Yet we are the controlled:
By a few; can you imagine?
They feel they are here to stay
Like the goodies of life are only addictive to them
They walk around here like they own this place
Mechanisms in place
To keep us displaced
We suffer like Afrika,
Though we got what it takes
To live in solitary though encompassed
Like we did before colonization
The British went mad
Knocked on every door
To gain sanity
Rather spread corruption
Doors opened to receive
My people were good slaves
They learned the ways of their master
Like a servant should
Still stuck
The country is starving
The giant of Afrika
Can't even stand on her feet
The government is a cut
She cuts and bleeds
The innocent and good
She fosters lies and twist ideologies
To keep in place
The propertied
The realities of today and the history of the future
Shows a constant struggle to keep us underground
Twisting basic education to hinder our progressive thinking
The street has its knowledge; Carl Marx.
See, no matter how the lie is dominant,
There is always karma effect for sure
We might not wake up quick but we can never sleep for life
Our kids shall know the truth when they read history psychologically
Not in these twisted evidence submitted by you
Verified by the device I now use to type
How can they tell of the past?
They where not there.
Their kids too will despise them in their houses
Saying, why did you set ablaze history?
When you know you will not live forever.
How are we to deal with the fury of these offspring of they that represents the 3rd world?
Now that they are all but conscious.
No matter how false a worship is
All praise belongs to God
Praise is not relative
It's given to only The Creator
Good and Bad deeds belongs to All Things."
As the sub-thread of change touched her father in the dungeon they held him, a sexual strong urge overtook him, he therefore quickly took out his big black cock, masturbated and flush her out. Amongst the sperm that came, she died with the rest of them and become alive, one with the naked universe. This action of ejaculation is a natural tracking of the source of the wheeler of the source-machine. This eluded the governor however at the moment.
Subsequently, the power-link faded from within the man in captivity within seconds of such action.
So the governor sent his men across the Metaverse into all of the deepest space in search of the Source.