A legend we all heard, a fish that drown the whole pond in its stinging shine, yet it wears it as a pride...
*Present-day, the Maze of Onyx*
*tap tap*
"Huff!! M-Mom! Mommy!! " with those pale trembling lips, he cried gulping a ton of air inside his lungs as he was sprinting into this anonymous empty 'Noir' palace, from that felony to corridors into the corridors!
'Shit! His potency has already begun to become prominent by half a day! ' she bit her lip, still chasing him under her control, like reign master but of course, he was running like a bolt of light ready to strike,
as she cried in the miserable attempt-
"Ooze! Jok-- Hear me! "
But, like a mad ox running into the field of barley without any consciousness, regardless of tears rolling down his eyes and a smile on his face- either of the joy of finally meeting his beloved mother after those 12 years of abandoned or desperation, of her light touch on his face and those kisses which he could felt the warmth of still after those long miserable 12 years,
Or it was both?
"Mommy! *Sob* I'm here! Ooze is--is here! " he cried skulling out the choaking words off his vocal cords that would have stuck with such an emotional outburst of the 5-year-old!
But,
"Mommy? "
only his voice wandered back to him in the form of echoes- the echoes of that identical cries, not his mother's, his anguish!
That his step halted and his eyes red as blood scrutinized searching around for his beloved but...
Only as far as he could see, it was a barren gallery following another after another without any end like a maze, 'Where are you? '
tears dripping down onto the stone floor rolling down the cheek which was swollen which was purple-blue, and his mouth exhale- inhale intensify- it felt like a silence before the storm,
*Tap tap*
"Huf...are you... Finally tired of your mad race?! " the goddess commented, touching her one bare and another knee under that silk roman gown, in fatigue still looking at that silent sculpture,
"Where is her, where is Martha?! "
But, the storm has already begun!
As he snarled and shook his head like a pendulum, his hair a twilight jet color fell over his face as dark as blood moon sparking through them, looking dubiously at goddess who wasn't given a chance to take in air, was stunned, and then rolled her eyes in irritation, squirted her lips-
"Can you just stop turning red?!--"
However, "I ask for my mom-- "
Absolutely No influence!
'Gods, Why does this man doesn't hear one simple thing completely and clearly?!' and pulls her feet behind taking a position of defense with her both hands open in the distance but,
Abruptly,
"You know I scorn unpleasant elevated voice..." a deep but loud voice interrupted in between that intense collision that was so close to occurring, but everyone ceased on their position!
That abruptly, the goddess hurriedly bowed on one knee extending holding both hands as if a namaste but a 'Fist-Maste'
"Master Quil, I apologize to bother your restful sleep"
Such an ancient display of respect?!
"Rise" the voice echoed from behind-,
'That voice...?' Sleepyhead unfolded, turning his skull with familiarity but cautioned towards the direction of that male voice,
"Hello brother" the boy with thick brown hair of neck length smirked through the hues of that dark alley that followed looking straight into Sleepyhead's hefty and awestruck red eyes, which were a bit conflicted themselves-
'I know this guy from somewhere...his voice is very familiar...agh...Ah...Wait! Ah....almost there... '
'I know it... Brother '
Aha, isn't this that person from that....(bloody memories)... dungeon?!'
But, he wasn't alone...cause as if dusty snowflake-like feathers hung behind him like an angel,
'Is he doing fancy dresses or is he seriously an angel ?!' lost in the trains of thought, he thought to himself, swinging in between reality and also trying to go deepest of fantasies that can happen in this nightmare anymore! (Hell, heaven?! Oh all uncle's christen stuff!)
However,
He never believed just fantasy til'...
With his flaring brown but delighted gaze, the strong physique boy twisted his gaze to the girl who stood as a statue with her hands twisted to her thigh but as his eyes fall over the magnificence, the magnificence's breath stuck into her lungs,
"you did us a great advantage in conservation a few moments before our end, sister was just about to ask for him, "
'Before 'end' is this code word for something?! ' dumbfounded he thought, between all this stuff that was unraveling in front of his eyes,
"Anything master," the goddess said meekly with a little crusty, spreading her skirt from both ends- means one where were cloth and another the bare one, exhibiting most of her legs to the thigh, and bended knees and neck,
"Brother, are you trying to compliment me or just endeavoring to poke a hole through my body with those sharp gazes of yours?"
"Eh... third, actually, are they for flying purposes or showcase purposes? " ooze questioned very innocently, Prod with those adhesive widened stares and his finger towards that feathery structure that was held behind that young boy's back,
However, the grave cold look and the strong physique of that boy hold abruptly shed like the leaves in autumn and he started to crack up unbearably,
"Haha! Such a query is the first I have ever received that also from my big brother, oh how entertaining"
"Big brother? " only two words of ten letters curled out his tongue, ooze stood thunderstruck, looking searchingly into that boy's gaze who have passed to a closer distance to sleepyhead's, as he chuckled in solemnness,
"Oh, you haven't figured it out yet, brother? " putting his feet on the stone flooring with slow but heavy gravity,
That the ground beneath Ooze's feet started to appear like a mashy land that was engulfing him in confusion and bafflement in the thousands of questions that begin to arise within his skull,
'Why did he call me big brother so casually? '
'Was it just custom of place or....'
His mother's spells started to twill into-
'...your brother, and your sister, all would have spent their childhood together like a family '
'No! No! It was an illusion! Just an illusion in my dreams! ' he snorted dashing his gaze away from that boy's handsome face,
But...
"Your time to live in illusion is up, the mother had promised you that she will bring you to her world, the world of her stories, Aegis! I, your little sibling- the birdcatcher, who has been given the name quil welcome you, big brother Ooze!!!" he, the boy with white wings, Spreading them and his hands to their full extent celebrating, that the whole square feet of corridor got covered in that expend!
"And they not only fly but also kill..." he smiled combining, and his face was now clearer than ever, was very much covered with slight cuts both old and new,
But...the boy with red gaze was no near feeling welcomed, as he just let out three words in the thread of question marks-
"Where is mom? "
"That..." A spark of tension shines onto his handsome eyes,
And all celebration was flat!
"You didn't notify brother? " the winged man, asked veering himself to the girl who was already sweating at his gaze, that she again pushed herself to her one knee, begging
"I apologize--" off course for a mere apology,
That, it just tipped the boom this time, that the middle boy between that goddess and angelic birdcatcher, cried-
"Stop acting like we are in some King Arthur's court and just do what normal people do- talk like humans without all these showoffs! "
However,
"What a droll idea of being a human! When you can be more..."
*Present day, Midgard, community hall*
Have you seen Chaos?
"Ghost!!! "
"My nerve cells have gone numb!"
"Are we all at the brink of END?! "
"Shut up! Shut up, everyone!"
"mommy!!! MOMMY!! "
The community hall that had lent the roof to those hundreds of children from five to sixty-five plus aged had broke into chaos,
Feeling the dance of death dancing in their heads, it was going to be the end sooner... Or perhaps later!
But an inevitable truth can never be falsified, although how bitter or terror it may entice,
This was the chaos- it was not just a fear of death, it is waiting for death that drove people to chaos mentally, physically, emotionally, or.... all!
Like...
"Haha!!! Haha!!!! I must have known it, ha!! " the old principal who was crouched to the ground sniffing the fallen curtain which has eaten that girl who claimed to be another but original soulmate his nephew, into its frills right in front of all, started to laugh like a mad person banging his hand to his face still all of his teeth shining in that dull orange light with thin thread-like saliva bridging like spiders net between his upper and lower jaw, that the chaos turned to a silent fright of whispers and all eyes and hand on there chest focused with there sternum rising and falling in a drumming rhythm,
"Is he alright? "
"What is he saying? Must have known what? "
"Has he gone into the trauma of losing his nephew? "
"Or is it fear of death? "
Answer- who knows?
"Sir..." the king, Teren with his hand around the queen, Lena very protectively took a chitter step towards that old man out of the frightened group,
Showing the trueness of being the king!
"Sir... You must have known what? " and asked cautiously putting his hand on his bone shoulder,
"must have known that it was all linked to Martha, Ooze's mother, my lawful sister-in-law, and..." he placed his hand onto his chest driving in an emotional state after halting to this unknown halfway,
"Who truly is Martha?" the queen skipping out of the grasp, asked in a light delicate tone sitting with determination on her knees in front of the principal who was lost in a sense of nostalgia,
As he looked up at the crowd still hand rested on his chest and commence with a fainting smile, raising his other hand to his face without touching-
"Martha...oh my sweet Martha, who was never supposed to be a part of this universe but, still came out fleeing the world she was born into and was supposed to be a Sentry, a world that exists only in video games--"
"A video game?! " she leans towards the principal in questing gaze, but rest-
"Heh! The old age has got into his head" whispers two of the boys standing at a distance,
"Sir, you need to rest, please, your health is important..." That old age companion of the principal came to help the principal, sir to one corner,
But, he shook the old companion of his with those fragile arms of his-
"Ha! You all think I am insane, well that is nothing new to me since I was forcefully sent to a psychotherapist for nearly a month when I was as young as 18 because I was screaming like a mad person only one thing repetitively- 'my brother was sucked into his video station' but... No one heard a word, straight declared I had killed my brother and buried him because I couldn't bare to feed a dead foot who was spoiled.
Ppft, he is my young brother at last,
How rubbish were these claims!
But, I don't blame any at all, this is what friction feels like, a world of friction created, The Sentries of Slaughter, just like the title of that forsaken satanicstic video game held to lure youngsters into the devil's trap! " and bang his rose hand towards the ground,
All whispers, gossip, and meek laughter were shushed, the queen lost in her quilts of thoughts mumbled-
"and Martha was... "
"An Npc, and now the Sentries of slaughter are entering the human realm" he completed,