Beo wasn't moved, of course, he was scarred. He should've knew that 'the Era of the Missing' was suppose to happen soon, he should've knew that escaping the PavoClan must've had a price. Because falling feathers of a balding eagle why was his throat drier than a bat's fur? Even drier than that of the peafowls' most treasure beauty's hair, at that?
Summit is not kidding when it comes to her hair, he would even say that he swears on Poe that it never got touched by water. It felt like she is just laying in a tombstone and comes out only when called, but never tried to find water since by the looks of her it's some undiscovered liquid.
He's convinced that water is never presented to her as a birthday gift. All water seems to disappear when she comes around, and it's seriously coming from a primary source. The primary source is SUMMIT.
After painfully tumbling down a steep cliff, he was very much certain that ancient diseases lay within his throat, sharp objects pierced his back, and most of all, yes, you might know it, his face has to be RUINED.
It wasn't his fault that the meteorite came down to single o' whatever this planet was, ay, it's infested with humans, but they look mighty different from the ones back at.. Kasis. No Jo, nobody exactly knows why the Spacewalkers are slow as d-
But there was one thing Beo did know, that this human wasn't a woman.
Yes, very very right, he wasn't a woman.
Regarding this, Beo now knew that he mistook the human Beo as a woman, and all the signs of Mimi clearly showed of him being a male wasn't unlocked for him, and Beo suspected that the human's painfully slow mind was affecting his peacock instincts. Atleast all animals has good instincts for the wild and to survive, even ones that are very sheltered. This- no, the Human Beo seriously had a problem with this.
And isn't "Beo" a male's name more than female? He doesn't know, really didn't care, but really.
Ohhh, did he forget to say where he was now? After explaining his dry throat and that he was officially male, Beo was actually just staring up at a black ceiling, wait no, he doesn't even know if that's supposed to be a ceiling from the DEPTHS of the gorgeous black used.
From the corner of his eye, he could also see that bioluminescent light was coming from some moss that seemed to just float, but if the slash of white hadn't been there, then yea it might really been floating.
Mushrooms also dotted the area, and some actually seemed to glow itself.
It was quite beautiful, mhm, but the thing is..
"I don't remember any of this, do I?"
Beo immediately knew something was terribly wrong or it was just this slow excuse of a gorgeous human was terribly wrong.
Either way, this was wrong.
"I can feel it in my bones,"
"Yea me to- no, actually who are you?"
*****
Yes, let's abduct people from 'Earth,' who cares?
Oho, let's kidnap children from 'Fiddling,' because who actually gives a double doggy style damn about that?
Ok, so are you going to talk to me or keep quiet.
That doesn't and does mean you can take the most strangest, most mythical creature from a completely different planet that wasn't on the list and put them in something the exact kidnapped one would care about.
Good for him though, he was seized by a 'panel' and forced into a book that he liked, imagined himself in the book itself at some parts, but knew it granted positive death.
That wasn't an exciting element.
The exciting element was that this was actually his favorite book, though.
"Yea.. yea?" Beo's voice quivered at the thought of disrupting the book's plotline.
He read to much about this, about disturbing the books. Those reincarnated into novels and books and whatever, they make the plotline stray to far from its original pace, then unpredictable things happen, even events that isn't mentioned at all in the book.
Since he still remembered some of the beginning along with 5 chapters of the closing, Beo wasn't eager to change some of that, since that basically means he has no recollection of the climax and the beginning of the falling action.
Ayy, Beo, whatcha doing, standing like tha?
The panel was in Beo's face now, it's rose red and dull gold colors flashing with glimmering brightness.
I have to tell you the rules, ya know? I kicked the basic panels for noobs, and it's soon going to be found out by the main system.
The panel's words were slowly turning more gothic as it continued on, so it was meant as a warning.
"My bad," Beo apologized, knowing that it might be serious if it's making the words like that.
The panel seemed satisfied with Beo, and it's color started to turn to a cool white, quite like the color crisp cotton but a little lighter.
Thank you very much! Now, let me introduce myself. I'm the mighty-
"Hour of the Night, yes," he interrupted.
...yes, that, ofcourse. I don't have any recollection of me telling you shit, hmm?
"What? Of course you did. You started off by using a fake voice then announcing that your the 'mighty Hour of the Night," Beo shot back, and the panel turned a pale blue.
I don't care, I'm the Mighty Hour of the Night and you can't change that.
"I never wanted to change your name?"
Then would you want to change your fate?
"My fate?"
Yes, as to being KILLED in this WORLDDD?
That's a threat, he thought when the panel started to select its words again. And it knows I fully understand and intend to not interfere with something like this..
Then anger it, a voice at the back of Beo's head said. Thats what you, a ******* would do.
Beo jumped. "..what?"
What?
What? I said anger the panel. Thats a real thing behind it and it has emotions, isn't that a perfect opportunity to make your move?
Who's this?
I'm you, you body stealer.
**End**
NOO I DELETED MY OTHER VERISON OF THIS BOOK BY ACCIDENT. IT WAS MORE FUNNIERR…