Dave’s words echoed through the courtyard, loud and clear, leaving no one in doubt about what he had said. The option he had presented hung in the air, a choice between freedom and loyalty. For a couple of minutes, the crowd stood frozen, each person glancing at their neighbor, wondering what the others would do.
But as the silence stretched on, it beca clear that no one was going to leave. The tension dissipated, replaced by a sense of collective resolve. Dave’s eyes scanned the crowd, a hint of surprise flickering across his face. "No one is leaving?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.
And since no one was departing, Dave had nodded to himself, seeming to approve of their decision. "Alright, I’m glad you guys have decided to stay," he said, his tone turning serious. "This is the best option you’ve got, if you want to survive this apocalypse. Which is why I will be revealing a big secret to you all."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the crowd as he searched for signs of understanding, before he eventually proceeding with his words. "Our world, this world, is going through an apocalypse, and do you know the cause?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of challenge. "Has anyone even thought of why this was happening in the first place? Why beasts are roaming our once peaceful ho? Why teors appear from the sky damaging our houses and gardens?"
The crowd’s response was unanimous – a sea of shaking heads, a chorus of curious expressions. For a mont, Dave’s question hung in the air, unanswered. He then pressed on, his words probing deeper. "Has anyone ever thought of a way out of this apocalypse, except from the thought of killing beasts, surviving, triumphing over others who are weaker than us?"
Again, the crowd’s response was the sa – a mixture of guilt and ignorance, as they shook their heads once more. The silence that followed was heavy with anticipation, as Dave’s words seed to hint at a deeper truth, one that only he knew.
"The apocalypse, it didn’t start on its own," Dave said, his words dripping with conviction. "This is sothing out of a fantasy novel, yet it’s happening in our real world, and now we’re living in that fantasy." The crowd’s eyes furrowed as they processed the implications, the weight of his words settling in.
Dave’s gaze swept across the crowd, his voice taking on a philosophical tone. "The powers we have, the things that are happening, the beasts, everything is all from a fantasy novel, yet it’s happening to us like we’re so characters from a novel." The comparison hung in the air, a mixture of wonder and unease.
"But who could be the cause of all these things that are happening?" Dave asked, his question probing the very heart of the mystery. The crowd’s silence was palpable, as if they were collectively holding their breath.
It was then that Jefar, the blonde-haired kid that Dave had walked up to minutes ago, had spoken up, his voice was loud as it carried out across the yard. "The Author?!"
The word dropped like a bombshell, and every gaze turned towards him, before they had all burst into laughter. Dave’s expression turned thoughtful, he wanted to laugh as well but he decided to keep it in, and instead reply him, but before he could respond, Jefar had spoken up again.
"Or, maybe it’s the writer?" Jefar said, his eyes sparkling with confidence this ti.
Dave shook his head. "No Jefar, that’s still the sa-" But Jefar’s enthusiasm wouldn’t be dampened.
"Oh, he knows my na! No one knows my na, then you must be the one!" Jefar exclaid, his face alight with joy.
Dave’s confusion was evident. "Huh? Be the one what?" he asked, his brows furrowed.
Jefar’s response was imdiate. "You’re the one causing the apocalypse to happen!" He exclaid.
The crowd erupted into a mixture of murmurs and laughter, so people chuckling at Jefar’s enthusiasm, while others looked on in confusion. Dave’s expression was a picture of bewildernt, as if he had stumbled into a conversation he didn’t quite understand. A low chuckle rumbled in his throat as he shook his head.
Peter then moved closer to Dave, who stood there looking both baffled and amused. "Sorry about that," Peter said, his voice low and explanatory. "The kid may look sharp, but sotis his reasoning is kinda...sohow. He also has autism."
Dave’s chuckle deepened, and he nodded in understanding. "Oh, I see," he said, "but he’s quite funny. I like him." Peter only just smiled, seeming to appreciate Dave’s reaction.
He then turned to Dave, "Do you mind addressing them for a little bit?" Peter asked.
"Sure, no worries." Dave nodded, and Peter took the opportunity to speak up.
"Hello everyone, can we please keep it down a bit and listen to what Dave has to say," he said, his voice firm but gentle. "And Jefar, I know your na, so please keep quiet till we’re done, okay?"
Jefar nodded, looking slightly chastened, and Peter smiled. "Thank you," Dave said, his gratitude evident. He took a deep breath and began to speak again, his voice clear and commanding.
"So, as I was saying before Mr Jefar interrupted ," A low chuckle was heard amongst the crowd. "The reason we’re facing all of these problems is because of one fellow," he said, his words hanging in the air.
"And surprisingly, this fellow isn’t soone from down here. I’m from down here, so don’t think I’m the one," he added with a wry smile, and the crowd burst into laughter.
Heeding Peter’s warning, they had imdiately kept quiet to let him speak. Then, the atmosphere shifted, becoming more settled as Dave continued. "Now this is where it gets serious," he said, his voice dropping to a more ominous tone. "The fellow causing all of this is none other than a god. He’s called the god of apocalypse,"
Another murmuring had went off with mixed feelings and reactions from everyone, so believing his words, so not believing, and there are also those that didn’t fall in the two groups. They don’t know if they believe him or not.
But Dave continued anyway, "Do you know that a ntion of his na could summon him to our presence? You don’t believe ? His na is..." Erin’s tone shifted, her interest piqued as she popped out the question, her voice taking on a curious lilt. "So, what did you see in those dreams of yours having to do with Exus?"
Erin could hear his thoughts, but she couldn’t see the dreams themselves, so Dave had decided to tell her. Or maybe just a part of it.
His thoughts then flashed back to the dreams, the mories were hazy, but the image of Exus remained vivid in his mind. He tried replaying the scenes, trying to recall any details that might be relevant. But the more he thought about it, the more elusive the specifics beca.
Erin’s patience wore thin, and she prompted him again. "So, anything?"
Dave’s response was hesitant. "Nothing much," he said finally. "Just a quick glimpse of Exus’ blue-colored body, and that’s all. I didn’t even get to see his face."
Erin didn’t say anything after Dave’s words. Her interest in the dreams was palpable, and Dave knew that, but there was nothing he could tell her that will help.
For a mont, there was a silence between the two. Until finally, Erin broke the silence, her voice low and asured. "Well, now that he knows who you are, you’ll be under his radar from now on." She said.
Dave’s brow furrowed, his mind racing with the implications. "But, doesn’t that an trouble?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of unease.
"Will I be able to go around to do my own thing, or deal with the rest of the humans with under his radar?" The thought of being hunted by Exus sent a shiver down his spine.
Erin’s expression turned calculating, her eyes narrowing as she outlined her plan. "And that’s why we’ll be showing up on earth," she said, her words dripping with strategy. "We have to make our presence known to him, try to make him co out of his hiding place to fight us. During that ti, he’ll be so distracted that he won’t notice what you’re doing."
The plan unfolded like a chess match, each move carefully considered. "We’ll take the human with elental powers, while you take the other human," Erin said, her voice firm.
But a hint of uncertainty crept into her tone as she added, "But, there’s a chance we might not be able to deal with the human because of Exus, so you’ll still have to deal with him later on after dealing with the other one."
The risks were evident and the stakes were high. Dave’s eyes locked onto the dark cloudy sky, his mind whirling with the possibilities. He knew that he had to be prepared for anything, since the outco was far from certain.
Dave’s thoughts then drifted back to Erin’s words, one she had said a few hours back. She had spoken of the three humans selected by Exus, in which two were bad, and one was
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