Aurora I hate this life because it doesn’t spin in the direction I want. I want everything to be according to my will. And because it doesn’t revolve around me, I try to force it to spin even harder. I want Alex under my control, to fire everyone I dislike. I hate it when Alex doesn’t listen to me, I despise Babel, and I hate it when my daughter died. I want to be in control of everything. I know something is wrong with me, but I can’t seem to stop this intense desire to control, and maybe in the process, I’m losing everything. Yet, the anger inside me hasn’t even subsided. In the living room, Linda showed me the recording of Alex’s video. “Aurora, I am sorry. I can’t tell you this face to face because I’m afraid we will end up fighting again and hurting each other," Alex’s voice came through the speakers, weary and resigned. "I found the gate two days ago. And I think you better return to Earth. I know you hate Babel and you can’t learn to love it nor try to find joy in it.” Alex
A year had passed. Trudging towards the police station, my appearance was akin to a homeless person. The relentless consumption of blue pills over the year had significantly reduced my body weight. Real food had become a stranger to my palate for too long. As I approached, an artificial robot glided towards me, scanning my face before greeting, “Welcome Mr. Alex. What can I help you with?”Feeling a deep unease, I confided, “I feel like my soul is in danger; can you protect me?” I was aware that the Babel system offered some form of sanctuary.The robot queried, “How long do you wish to be protected? We can offer one day of protection per year for every citizen of Babel.”Hesitating, I requested, “Can you protect me for two days?”It responded, “Yes, we can, but you will be using your entitlement for two years' worth of protection.”“Alright,” I consented.“Please follow me. Starting now, we will temporarily erase all your data from the Babel system so you will be untraceable by anyon
The nine members frantically scoured every possible avenue to locate Alex, but their efforts were fruitless."He might have found a haven from the authorities," Number 7 speculated, his eyes darting anxiously. "But there are countless police sanctuaries scattered throughout Babel. Figuring out his exact hideout is like searching for a needle in a haystack.""Damn," Number 5 interjected, his voice laced with frustration. He scanned the room, locking eyes with Number 2 and Number 3. "What are you waiting for? Get moving and find Alex!"“Do I take order form number 5 now?” Number 3 let out a bitter laugh, the sound echoing in the tense atmosphere. "I've had it with your nonsense. I'm leaving this group. It's on the verge of collapse anyway. I regret not siding with Number 10. This is farewell." With those final words, Number 3's avatar vanished from the scene.Number 5's face flushed with anger, his fists clenched tightly. "If Number 3 thinks she can just walk away, we'll bring her down
My disdain for Alex was burgeoning, every fiber of my being recoiling at the mere thought of him. To the world, he might be a hero, but to me, he was nothing but a despicable man who had inflicted pain on his own wife and daughter. This seething anger was a heavy shackle I vowed to carry eternally.Although some of his ventures were professedly philanthropic, enriching various charities, the reins of his empire were now firmly in my grasp. I was resolute in diverting the flow of funds solely towards profit maximization.“Linda, can we pivot all of the company’s efforts to profit-making? Why bother if it doesn’t yield financial gain?” I inquired, the bitterness lacing my words.“But Mrs. Aurora, Master Alex always advocated for a balance between philanthropy and profitability,” Linda cautiously replied.“That’s precisely why your master is a fool. He favored strangers over his own flesh and blood, breeding dependency and idleness. I intend to dismantle his so-called legacy,” I retorted
AuroraThere's an old adage that says, "When there is a common enemy, people will unite. But in its absence, they turn on each other."This notion resonated with me, especially as my life veered into territories I'd never imagined. Suddenly, I was flush with cash, a stark contrast to my previous existence. Despite Alex's wealth, he was a philanthropist at heart, funneling nearly all her resources into charity. Leavening me with nothing!And once the charitable flow halted, the influx of wealth was astonishing. Our coffers began to swell, rapidly filling with about a million dollars each week.Nicholas, my guide in this lavish new world, introduced me to indulgences I'd never fathomed. He led me to opulent havens where handsome men provided services that were anything but economical, yet they offered an experience that justified every penny. Their attention was relentless, fulfilling desires I didn't know I had, providing a daylong ecstasy that left me breathless and momentarily allevi
AuroraThe ex-shadow troops were chasing us relentlessly, their persistence evident in the constant pursuit. We could each smell our body scents, a mix of fear and adrenaline, as we ran through the thick underbrush. The air was heavy with tension, every breath laden with the scent of damp earth and pine needles crushed underfoot.“Calvin and Mel! Do you know any river near here?” I gasped, desperation edging my voice. Our scents lingering in the air meant we wouldn’t be able to shake them off easily.“My queen, there is a river, but about 2 hours from here,” Calvin replied, his voice steady yet urgent.Taking a deep breath, I continued running in my wolf form, the ground cold and rough against my paws. “Then we go there. We have no other option.”“Roger that,” they responded in unison, and Calvin surged to the front, taking the lead.However, those two hours, which I hoped would pass quickly, turned into a grueling test of survival. The ex-shadow troops were relentless, their numbers
"Yes, Linda?" Nadine replied, her voice tinged with desperation.“Miss Aurora won’t listen to me, and there are only 1 minute left. Yet, she still refuses to hear me, so by procedure, you can proceed with bearing Alex’s child. After that’s finished, I will transfer the authority to you,” Linda explained, her voice steady but rushed.Nadine stood in shock, her body trembling with a mixture of disbelief and happiness. Overwhelmed, she suddenly cried and collapsed onto the floor of the mansion's grand hall.Linda acted quickly, instructing the doctor to prepare everything needed for the procedure. The scent of antiseptic filled the air as the doctor readied the syringe with the sperm sample.While in the process with the female doctor, Nadine, her face flushed red with embarrassment, whispered, “Doctor, I’m still a virgin. Could you use a smaller syringe? I want to preserve the virginity as much as possible for the baby’s father.”“Alright, it will take a bit longer, but we can do that,”
I was shocked as they brought me to the Castle, the Capital City of Babel, named Archemedia. The Babel Castle was not something one could easily fathom; it was an entire city morphed into a colossal castle. The houses surrounding the city were inhabited by castle workers, ministers, maids, and all those associated with the government.This city governed the entire world and space outside the world.During my initial days, I underwent various procedures: cleansing rituals, nourishment with healthy substances, getting a haircut, and dressing in expensive attire to meet the young, almighty King Nimrod VI. These preparations took two months because they didn’t want the genius of Babel meeting the king, to appear on television as the "homeless, ugly skinny guy" beside the majestic ruler. It starkly highlighted the king's neglect towards his people.Throughout these two months, I learned much.Firstly, the king won the auction because he offered something unimaginable; he pledged an unlimit