As their mortal forms succumbed to the icy grip of Pluto, their ethereal essences soared, liberated, towards the celestial realm of valiant champions and noble maidens. Bridget, upon crossing the threshold, was greeted by the radiant presence of her beloved mother Mellisah, her mother's doppelgänger Mellisando, and the ethereal embodiment of her brother's spirit. Awaiting her arrival with bated breath, these kindred souls rejoiced in a jubilant symphony of celestial merriment. The spiritual realm, to Bridget's awe, bore a striking resemblance to the planetary realm they had just departed, for it housed all those who had once dwelled in that very world.However, there were certain things that captivated her and brought her joy. Even in the ethereal realm, Bridget still possessed the twenty celestial orbs that she had held dear since her time in the mortal world. These radiant spheres were the very same ones that had brought about the demise of all living beings in their presence. Mellisah and her sister Mellisando were overjoyed to reunite with Bridget after such a long separation, embracing each other with immense warmth. Eventually, Bridget made the decision to entrust the stars to her mother's care. As her mother took hold of the celestial orbs, she inquired about the whereabouts of the male child. In a state of astonishment, Bridget gestured towards Clint, who stood at a distance, to show Mellisah where he was.
He didn't arrive after Bridget, in fact, he was the pioneer in reaching the ethereal realm. Instead of immediately seeking out his mother and aunt, he chose to conceal himself behind a corner of a majestic building situated at the heart of this otherworldly place. His hiding was fueled by the shame he felt for betraying his mother's instruction in the physical world, where she explicitly warned him not to abandon his sister and venture off to the planet Uranus. However, Bridget called out to him, and with a countenance burdened by guilt, he reluctantly lifted his gaze. Mother Mellisah welcomed her son with a tender and nurturing voice, ensuring that he wouldn't be overwhelmed by shame. She then spoke to him, saying, "My extraordinary and beloved son, I am filled with delight to have you by my side once more. I understand your reluctance to greet me upon your arrival. But let me tell you, do not pass judgment on yourself. The past is behind us, and behold, a fresh start awaits."
When you departed from this earthly realm, all transgressions and debts were left behind. You have been reborn as a new being, so do not judge yourself based on your past actions. Understand that I am your eternal mother, forever by your side, even if you stray from the path I have set for you. I will shower you with boundless, unconditional love." These words of wisdom from his mother touched Clint deeply, causing a tear to escape his eye. "Mother, I hear your words clearly, but please allow me to apologize so that harmony may be restored between us. I implore you, do not harbor anger towards me; I was driven by a relentless desire to uncover the truth about our father's whereabouts. Unfortunately, I perished without obtaining any information, and now I realize the foolishness and futility of my decision, as it only led to my own demise. From the very depths of my heart, I sincerely apologize, mother," Clint spoke with remorse.His mother maintained a resolute silence, refusing to broach the delicate matter of his father's mysterious absence. After a few fleeting moments, Mellisah uttered, "Fear not, dear Clint; your contrition has been embraced. Yet, I implore you to pledge that henceforth, you shall never wander astray, having imbibed wisdom from the celestial prince, Mr. Kingsley of Pluto." Clint, with a solemn nod, vowed to adhere to her instructions without fail.
As the Knows' sisters and the children reveled in their joyful reunion, the regal ruler of Pluto, the esteemed commander Mr. Blondie John, and the current prince, Mr. Kingsley, approached with purpose. Arriving at the Knows' gathering, they bypassed pleasantries and stood before Mellisando, Mellisah, and the children, their countenances grave. A hushed stillness settled upon them, until finally, Prince Kingsley shattered the silence by singling out Bridget and revealing to the ancient king of Pluto that she possessed his coveted collection of twenty mighty stars. Bridget, overcome with trepidation, instinctively retreated and sought refuge behind her mother. Undeterred, the ancient king advanced, seizing Bridget by the throat and lifting her from the ground, a chilling display of his power.Mellisah found herself devoid of power, just like all those fortunate enough to have ventured into the ethereal realm. In this realm, it was the strength of the soul that determined victory and self-preservation. The king and his two companions engaged in a fierce struggle for dominance over the Knows' family. However, due to the advanced age and diminished power of Mellisah's father, Mellisando, and Mellisah herself, they were unable to emerge victorious. The triumvirate from the distant Pluto planet reveled in their first triumph over the Knows' family, a victory that had eluded them throughout their lives and even in death.
After reveling in their triumph, the regal ruler approached Mellisah to retrieve the twenty celestial orbs of immense power. Alas, luck was not on their side, for a scorching gust of air thwarted their grasp. Undeterred, the ancient king pondered alternative methods to obtain the coveted stars. In a moment of anguish, he made the heart-wrenching decision to end his own son's life, deeming him deserving of a second demise akin to the ill-fated Knows' lineage. This foolish lad had fallen victim to the enchanting sorceress who beckoned countless souls from near and far, both willingly and unwillingly, to this realm.Mellisah, Mellisando, the patriarch and the offspring had met their demise, their souls forever departed. There was no hope for their resurrection in the forthcoming round, unless a miraculous intervention were to occur. As they desperately sought a solution to obtain the celestial orbs, the aged individual who had aided Bridget on the day Clint perished materialized. He admonished the ancient ruler of Pluto and Mr. Kingsley, the prince, asserting that they had no entitlement to claim the stars as their personal possessions. He emphasized that the stars were the rightful property of the cosmos and the realm beyond the heavens, alluding to the supreme deity.
"Have you lost your sanity, old man? What on earth are you trying to convey? What do you mean by claiming that the stars belong to someone beyond the heavens? Ha-ha-ha. You are incredibly foolish and ignorant; can't you see that I, the age-old ruler of Pluto, am the true entity beyond the skies, still powerful and existing? It would be wise for you to vanish before I shatter you into countless fragments! You are utterly repulsive, do you comprehend that? Old man with wrinkles all over, who do you think you are to command me, you old fool?" The ancient king's words dripped with anger and frustration. Mr. Kingsley added a touch of flavor to the ancient king's impolite outburst, stating, "You are absolutely correct, the stars belong to us because we are the ones who reside beyond the celestial realm." In the tangible world, my ancient king possessed these stars, so I refuse to believe that this can change.
Growing weary of the ancient king's delusions, the old man's impatience ignited a fiery retort. "Your highness, if you have been ensnared by the deceitful notion that these celestial jewels are yours to possess for all eternity, then you have been weaving a tapestry of falsehoods. None among you can claim ownership of the stars. Today, the true guardian of these cosmic wonders shall reclaim them, restoring their purpose to their rightful design. And as for you, oh misguided rulers, your punishment shall be etched in the annals of oblivion, forever forgotten in the tapestry of existence!"
Filled with rage, Mr. Kingsley and the wise king advanced menacingly towards the elderly man, their fury radiating like scorching flames. They accosted him, demanding that he cease meddling in their affairs. "I have no interest in your petty matters," the old man retorted defiantly, his voice carrying the weight of centuries. "My purpose lies in the grand tapestry of the world. I speak and act upon the directives of the divine. You possess no authority to impede me! I beseech you, grant me the freedom to fulfill my sacred mission."
As the old man spoke, a foreboding aura enveloped the air, causing Mr. Kingsley, the prince, to sense an impending peril. He turned to the ancient king, his voice faltering with trepidation. "My lord, I fear this man may be..." His words trailed off into silence, his body trembling with fear and perspiration trickling down his brow. He longed to divulge the potential danger the old man posed, his intuition aligning with the notion of returning the stars to their rightful owner. Yet, the prince was paralyzed by the fear of betraying his trusted ruler.