Hughes was lying in the telephone booth, bloodied and lifeless. His eyes were still open, looking at where the imposter looking like his wife stood. The last mory he had was of his wife, murdering him. It was sad.
...
Alexander stayed until late at the party. It went well and lots of people were wanting to lick his feet. There were even small rumors circulating that he was going to be the new Fuhrer.
"Dobby, what do you think about that pirate?" Alexander asked. Talking about Bradley.
"Suspicious and the way he acted looked fake. He seed to be calculating everything he was doing." Dobby evaluated.
"Indeed, the way he seed concerned about the people who attacked
in Creta was even more suspicious. Keep an eye on him." He instructed him. They were walking towards the house allotted to them in the Central City.
"Boss, look. Isn't that?" Dobby pointed to a phone booth with blood visible and a body lying inside it.
"That's Lt. Colonel Hughes," Alexander exclaid and quickly ran up to him.
Alexander checked his pulse and found him dead. "Let's go to Phixheim."
The two vanished with Hughes. Alexander put Hughes's body on the bed and reversed his body's ti and turned it to before he was shot. But then he saw that he was still wounded. Alexander again reversed ti and the wounds vanished.
Alexander didn't wake Hughes up and left him to sleep and rest.
...
Next Morning,
Hughes woke up without his glasses. His blurry vision stopped him from realizing quickly that he was not in the ho. He tapped his hands around and finally felt the familiar fra of his glasses. He put them on and looked around. The air felt more fresh than normal. He quickly understood he was not at ho and also rembered what happened last night.
~Hmm, I never knew being dead would feel so alive.~ he muttered to himself and walked to the window.
To his utter shock, he saw outside a gigantic monster running behind kids and little weird animals. They all seed to be giggling. Then there were unicorns grazing the fields and phoenixes roaming in the sky. The sky also showed a sun and many more planets at a distance. Then there were weird trees made of at.
~Heaven? How? I have killed people in my life, innocent people. Ishvalans.~ He wondered and went out of his room.
He also went down to look around. The mont he went downstairs, he was greeted by an amazing aroma of freshly baked bread. His stomach grumbled.
~Don't tell
this is hell where you can only sll good food and never get to eat it. What are these voices?~ He wondered.
"Grandpa, look, I cooked this bread for you." Nel showed Alexander a badly baked bread in the shape of a face. It was supposed to look like him.
"Haha, this looks tasty. I'll eat it." Alexander ate it to make her happy.
"WAAA WAAA!" Little Thea, who sat on a baby chair, spoke from beside Alexander.
"Okay okay, Thea will also get soft bread," Alexander replied and materialized a piece of bread. This bread was just energy and would dissipate in her stomach instead of being in matter form. She was too small for hard food so he was doing this.
She ate it happily and nodded, "Eaaa..."
"Oh, thank you for the praise. Hehe..." Alexander chuckled.
Just then, Hughes reached the kitchen. But, to his shock, he saw a few people sitting in a big modern kitchen and eating. He even saw a familiar person.
"General Universe? I thought you returned victoriously? Don't tell , they got you too. Too bad, you were probably a nuisance to their plan too." Hughes said with a sad face.
Alexander had a half-eaten piece of bread in his mouth as he looked at Hughes. He quickly finished it and talked to him.
"Ah, Lt. Colonel Hughes, you're up. Co, have breakfast." Alexander invited him.
Hughes silently ca forward and took a seat. He looked at his plate filled with all kinds of tasty food.
"Oh, my wife and daughter would have loved this food. This... I will never get to see them again. I just hope she stays fine. I hope she leaves Astris as soon as possible." He cried.
Alexander patted his back, "Step out of it, you're not dead. You are just at my ho. This is where I live."
"WHAT? But the monster I saw outside..."
"Oh, that was just Noodles playing tag with others. Don't mind him, he gets scared by even a little mouse. He's as harmless as a puppy," Alexander cald him down. But nobody seed to believe that Noodles was harmless.
"What is this place? This... doesn't feel like the real world." Hughes inquired.
Alexander took out a piece of paper. "I will tell you but first, a confidentiality clause needs to be signed."
Hughes read it aloud. "Hmm, let's see... Whatever I am about to see and already know about Mister Universe, I will not reveal it to anyone unless granted permission to tell others. If I break this vow, I will forget all things bound by this contract."
"How will you enforce this? How can you erase my mory?" He asked.
"MAGIC!" Alexander revealed.
"You an alchemy?" Hughes asked awkwardly.
"Haha, well, there are many more things than Alchemy in the world. But, sure, let's say, Magic is sothing Alchemy hasn't been able to explain or make yet." Alexander explained.
"For Example?"
Alexander waved his hand and suddenly the reality morphed and Hughes' hand beca a mirror. "Check your face."
"HOLY SMOKES... I look fabulous." Hughes exclaid with his purple hair and beard.
*BAM* Alexander threw a plate at the wall and broke it.
"Can Alchemy do this?" Alexander asked. He cast a reparo charm and the plate got fixed.
Hughes was amazed, "Magnificant. How did you do that... wait... I will sign it. This is too interesting."
Like a child who found a newfound toy, he signed the magic contract. He felt a slight ting in his head and it was done. He could feel that he was now sohow connected to this piece of paper and whatever was said in it was true.
"Now, tell , who and what are you?" Hughes asked eagerly.
"Well, my na is Alexander Maxim Universe. I am basically a cleaner who cleans dirt in the form of sinners in various worlds.
"My job includes investigating villains, destroying them, and helping the world get better. I might be the General Universe, but in reality, that's just one of my persona." He explained.
"So you're like so deity with too much ti?" Hughes asked.
Alexander's eyes twitched, "Helping troubled worlds is my work. But yeah, while doing it, I also have a lot of free ti."
"Hahaha, nice joke. General. Since when did gods start coming among us mortals." Hughes laughed.
But Alexander didn't try to explain and stayed silent. Eventually, Hughes cald down and looked at him intently.
"You were not lying?" He asked.
Alexander shook his head, "No, anyway, what got you killed?"
Hughes quickly turned serious.
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