Chapter 43: Little Miss crybaby

Unknown hours later.

A man who was sleeping on the floor started to shake. His eyes finally opened after some minutes. The man opened his eyes, then looked around his environment.

"Vivian, could you please get me a nice cold tea." The man looked around. He was expecting whoever he called Vivian to answer. But after some minutes, he came to a realization.

A realization that Vivian is not in the place he is at. The place he himself is unaware of the location.

The man’s eyes finally cleared. He stood up from his lying position. He looked up, and he saw the same dark void sky. He wanted to wonder what time it is now, but he felt that he would just be wasting brain power, brain power that’s already exhausted and tired.

Although he slept, he is not fully well rested. He is still tired and somehow exhausted.

After looking around, he finally remembered the reason why he is still in the room. He remembers that there’s an altar in the room. The altar that he felt would have a way to take him back home.

He went towards the altar after some time.

He reached the altar, but as he reached it, he felt a kind of compulsion. A compulsion on the mind that tells him how to activate the altar. And all it needs is his blood. A drop of his blood and nothing else.

He didn’t have any sharp weapon with him, so he went back to where he dropped his sword to pick it up, to use it to draw blood out of his body. He took the blade towards the altar’s position.

As soon as he reached the altar, he cut himself with his sword, around his palm, a small slash to draw enough blood out.

The drop of blood touched the bowl on the altar, and as soon as it was done, he heard a voice.

"Congratulations. Well done for surviving the challenge that was meant to kill you. Traveler from beyond, I know who you are, and what you claim yourself to be. Traveler from beyond, the creator and destroyer of worlds. A creator that built a world and left it on the path of destruction just for the amusement of it. You believed because you are the creator, the destruction won’t affect you in any way possible. But now that you find yourself in the world you created, the world you left on the path of destruction, you want to redeem yourself.

"That’s so funny to see. To see the honorable creator in a costume performing a charade, trying to set things better now. People may wonder why the change of heart. Has the creator become good? Has he changed, or is he under a spell? But we know the reason. We know the true reason for the change. It’s for the creator’s own selfish purpose.

"Although we can see what you are doing, that doesn’t mean we want to stop you. Some of us are interested in what you are trying to do. Would you succeed? Or would you fail? Ain’t that the right question? Do not disappoint us, dear creator. Once you disappoint we gods, you will have to spend the rest of your life, whether living or dead, to serve us in eternal servitude.

"We aren’t allowed to aid much in the expenditures of mankind, but seeing as it is you, our dear Lupingo, we were given a leeway to help.

"Take this. It will give you a boon to your power." The voice from the altar said.

Then a sparkling glow came out from the altar and entered his body.

"Dear Friesian, remember you must survive to keep us entertained." The voice said and then disappeared.

"Well, damnit. Are you telling me that I only gained this little boon after all the shit I went through? These gods are really stingy. With this little boon, they want me to listen to their demand. That would be very impossible with this kind of reward."

After speaking his mind out, he looked around. He was wondering if that’s all and why he is still there. But before he could say anything else, everywhere turned bright, to the point of blinding someone’s eyes.

...

"Has he woken up yet?" Vivian couldn’t help but ask.

"No, he hasn’t. Ever since he went to train and fainted, he has not woken up since then," the person replied.

"You think I don’t know that? I was with you when we found him. What could be going on?" Vivian wondered.

"Should I call the doctor back?" the person asked.

"Should we? I don’t think it would be a bad idea. Let’s call the doctor," Vivian said. She then decided to walk towards the person’s room.

As soon as she reached the person’s room, she saw that the person’s eyes were already opened. She saw the person look at her direction and smile. The person then said,

"My beauty must be truly divine to have you captivated," the person said.

Vivian heard the words that came out from the person’s mouth, but she was still in a daze.

"What happened, Vivian? Is anything wrong?"

....

I was walking towards that person’s room to tell Vivian that I had called the doctor, but as soon as I got to the room, I saw Vivian. She was standing in a daze, looking at something.

I immediately walked towards her to ask her if anything was wrong, but as soon as I asked and saw the reason she was in a daze, I became happy. I don’t know why, but I just know I was happy.

If you have not guessed who I am, let me tell you. My name is Avery Thelma. I was the fake boss of the fake Lupingos, until I met Lupingo. It has now been close to three weeks since that time. I thought my life would be miserable after being caught by Lupingo, but it was very different. My life was far from miserable. Although, to the boss’s order, I am the maid of the house. I am in charge of cooking, the training room, and other things.

I don’t even dare to betray Mr. Lupingo. If I do, Mrs. Vivian will activate the bomb she claims she put in my head. Mr. Lupingo claims she is just joking, but I don’t know what to believe. I could see that Mr. Lupingo also fears Mrs. Vivian.

But even without the threat of a bomb in my head, I wouldn’t even try to betray Mr. Lupingo. I like my current situation. Although I am a maid, I still like my situation. Mr. Lupingo allows me to do whatever I want as long as everything in the house is done. I receive a monthly salary, free accommodation, free food, and many other free things. So why would I now leave all the free things behind?

It’s more better than the lonely life I lived before, and I would do anything in my power not to get back to that lonely life again.

Enough about me. Mr. Friesian is awake. He is finally awake after falling asleep weeks ago. I am very happy now. Mrs. Vivian’s hand has been feeling very shaky recently. It’s like she was about to go over the edge if anything happens to Mr. Friesian. And I don’t feel fully safe without Mr. Friesian around us. Miss Vivian looked at me like she found something interesting, something to play with.

The kind of look a cat has when it sees a rat, the joy of food and the joy of finding a toy. I believe that’s what I am to Miss Vivian. She is only restrained when Mr. Friesian is around. I believe Mr. Friesian is her kryptonite. And she didn’t even mind, even if she knows that.

I don’t know if I am overthinking or not. I believe there is something between Mr. Friesian and Miss Vivian. I don’t know what it is, but I have a feeling I won’t like it. But that’s not important.

I quickly ran towards Mr. Friesian’s body.

"Mr. Friesian, are you okay? You are finally awake," I said in a rushing manner.

"Yeah, I am finally awake. What’s wrong with Vivian? Why is she in a daze?" Mr. Lupingo asked.

"I believe she is in a daze, after all, you are finally awake," she said.

"Wait, how long was I unconscious?" Mr. Lupingo asked.

"You were unconscious for close to one month," I said.

"What the F...! That’s so f...ing wrong," Lupingo shouted.

Miss Vivian was awakened from her daze because of Mr. Lupingo shouting. As soon as she awakened, she ran towards Mr. Lupingo, jumped onto him, and held him tight.

She didn’t even ask any questions. She just held him tight, like she finally found something she had been looking for.

After some minutes, we started to hear sobbing sounds. Miss Vivian was crying while burying her face on Mr. Lupingo’s body. Mr. Lupingo did not say anything at first. He just lifted up his hand to pat her on her head. And this continued for like 10 minutes. It was only the sounds of sobbing that could be heard. And Mr. Lupingo did not even mind it, even the fact that his cloth is getting soaked with water. He just kept on patting her on the back and head. Soon the sobbing stopped, but Miss Vivian didn’t leave Mr. Lupingo’s body.

He finally said something.

"Are you finally done, little Miss Crybaby?" Mr. Lupingo said.

Miss Vivian replied from her position. She just lifted her head and said,

"Do you want to fucking die, you little fucker?"