Celestial Exodus (Part - I)
In the unending mist of my existence, the awakening is persistently delayed. The external world exerts no magnetic pull on my being, and thoughts of the morrow seldom traverse the depths of my mind. All I yearn for is the gentle embrace of slumber, a purposeful evasion from the clutches of the waking world. Yet, in the rhythm of my distinctive existence, my forebears foresee my entanglement in duties, branding me as eccentric in the critical eyes of society. My eyes grapple with complete disclosure; I fixate on the wall clock through a prism of blurry sight. Eventually, my gaze shifts to the world beyond the window, perpetually engaged. Little did I foresee that this day might etch the concluding chapter for all denizens of this celestial sphere.
A familiar voice reverberates within the corridors of my perception, “Awaken!” A pressing matter necessitates our departure. Yes, the voice emanates from my progenitor, the one who stirs me—not at the dawn’s break but with a resounding call in the afternoon. Perhaps, in recent epochs, I’ve forsaken the proper observation of mornings, particularly the splendor of sunrise.
By the way, ‘Sun’ is the bestowed appellation upon me. However, it would not be amiss to acknowledge that, for the preceding days, the sun has withheld its radiance in this locale. Peculiar, isn’t it? Regardless, it’s an undeniable reality. An aura of indisposition envelops me, and although it’s not grounds for undue anxiety, an unsettling disquiet prevails. In such matters, I abstain from discourse, as others often label me eccentric due to my predilection for solitude. I shall now embark on my duties, rejuvenating myself. Upon descending, I observe the perpetually active television, a persistent oversight when my progenitors venture out. News channels have never found favor in my discerning gaze.
As I move to silence the TV, headlines detailing UFO activity near our sun seize the screen. Yet, my trust in the channel broadcasting these headlines remains meager. I peruse other news outlets, discovering the same sensational narratives. It is proclaimed that military and veteran astronauts will undertake a celestial odyssey to unveil the truth.
Whispers waft through the air, alluding to the revelation of enigmatic apertures in the sun. Through these cosmic gateways, unidentified entities traverse, reminiscent of celestial entrance gates in some grand cosmic design.
I cannot rely on these news channels. I must venture outside to unveil the truth. The outside world is gripped by an intense cold, but the imperative to discern the reality propels me forward. Suddenly, a voice echoes, urgently calling, “Sun, come out quickly.”
The resonance belongs to my friend, Sumi, yet the timbre carries an undertone of anxiety and fear. What could possibly be causing such distress in her voice?
In haste, I venture outside and immediately spot Sumi; it seemed as if he was greatly
In haste, I venture outside and immediately spot Sumi; it seemed as if he was greatly frightened, with tears streaming down his eyes as though something ominous had occurred. He points the index finger of his right hand towards the sky. I had absolutely no inkling about what might be happening in the sky; as soon as I opened the door, there was Sumi. And as soon as I direct my gaze towards the sky, what do I behold - a substantial black dot where the Sun once resided. It felt as if a coronal hole had formed, enveloping the entire Sun, but such a possibility seemed implausible to me based on the limited knowledge I possess about the Sun. I turn my attention back to Sumi, and he is staring at me intently. But what is that thing?
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Suddenly, my smartphone rings, displaying “Dad Calling.” As soon as I answer the call, “Sun, don’t go outside, whatever happens; the situation is not okay - in the sky, you...” the voice says before the call abruptly ends. I attempt to call back, but it doesn’t connect. The phone is not showing any network. I can’t fathom what’s happening. When I turn to the TV inside, it’s either displaying “Snow” or “Static” - it seems like signals are not coming through. Outside, it’s extremely cold. This temperature is not typical for October here. And to add to the mystery - there is no sign of the Sun.
Suddenly, from the heavens, something is descending with great speed. “Sumi, come inside quickly.” He has entered a world entirely different. Hastily, I grasp his hand and pull him inside with me. We are heading to the basement of my house, and as soon as I open the basement door, a loud noise erupts outside, as if an explosion has occurred. However, this explosion has happened a little distance away from my house, as the object is descending from the sky a bit far from my home. Sumi is so terrified that he doesn’t want to come outside, so I decide to venture out myself.
As I open the door, I am met with a frozen city where everywhere is covered with bone-chilling cold. Everything has frozen. It seems that this may be due to the object that fell from above. Concern for my parents arises, wondering if they are okay. Because whoever was outside must not have survived this intense cold. I quickly close the door and sit beside Sumi. It feels like a war is underway, perhaps between humans and people from another world, or maybe inhabitants of another alien realm.
make another attempt to call Dad, but the network isn’t cooperating on my mobile phone. Hope seems to be fading away. I decide to sit beside Sumi; she appears quite distressed. Let’s wait until tomorrow. Perhaps things will get better.
A powerful sound echoes from somewhere, accompanied by the screams of people. My eyes have barely opened, and as I softly call out to Sumi and myself, there is no response. I quickly rise and find Sumi is not by my side. I shout, “Sumi, where are you?”
Gaze towards the door, which stands ajar, signaling that Sumi has gone outside. Hastily, I dash towards the exterior, only to find that everything has undergone a profound transformation. Sumi stands beneath a tree, but he seems to have frozen, an odd occurrence given that the external temperature doesn’t appear excessively cold. Advancing towards Sumi, I touch him, and he inexplicably vanishes as though he were a hologram. I shout with intensity, “Sumi! What has happened to you? Where have you gone?” Simultaneously, the recollection of my parents strikes me; I am unsure whether Sumi is even alive. The fog has dissipated, and as I look towards the sky, the Sun is present, yet it is adorned with peculiar black dots.
The faint echoes of footsteps reach my ears, breaking the prevailing silence that now envelopes everything, reminiscent of Sumi’s mysterious disappearance. Stealthily, I take cover behind a tree and what unfolds before my eyes is perplexing. Approximately 4-5 individuals are in the process of apprehending someone. However, what strikes as peculiar is the distinct appearance of all five. Their ears are larger than ours, eyes possess an elliptical shape, prominent elongated marks adorn their foreheads, and they stand taller than the average. Clad uniformly in black attire, the person they are capturing also seems out of place in our world. Shorter in stature, with smaller ears, nearly absent nose, eyes slightly larger than ours, and a diminutive mouth, the captivated individual’s skin is of a light green hue. I struggle to comprehend the purpose of their presence here and the rationale behind detaining this peculiar creature.
“What are you looking at?” a voice calls out from behind. I was momentarily startled, but upon turning around, I saw an elderly gentleman.
“What are you observing, children? These creatures have seized control of this planet. More than half of the population seems to have perished on this planet, as far as I can discern, because these creatures are incredibly powerful and technologically more advanced than us. ‘But what has happened to the sun?’ --- Perhaps these creatures have utilized the sun for their spaceships, enabling them to harness its energy, and maybe they are constructing some kind of portals within the sun.”
“Do those individuals employ the sun as a time-travel portal? Perhaps, but the intentions of those individuals do not seem entirely right,” the elderly man remarks.
Have you found yourself alone, much like I have, having perhaps lost your parents? “Yes, I too have lost my family.” I am sorry to hear that; it is truly disheartening. Where do you reside here? “I live quite a distance away, beyond where anyone can reach.” “What do you mean?” “Simply put, my home is at the end of the small street opposite Parker Street.” The old man replied.
“I felt profound sorrow upon learning that you have lost your parents. However, I hope that you may find them someday,” the old man expressed empathetically. “May I inquire about your name?” he asked. “Sun,” came the reply, and yours? “Sean,” he added. “Sun is a beautiful name,” remarked the old man. “Yes, perhaps yours is as well.” “Look over there,” he pointed. A peculiar occurrence unfolded as a swift gust of wind blew, revealing what seemed like a portal. It began with a small black dot and expanded gradually, eventually revealing some individuals emerging from within.
From the portal, four figures emerge, among whom one prominently assumes a position of authority, flanked by three youths diligently guarding him, akin to security personnel. As additional portals unfold, various creatures spill forth, ushering peculiar green-hued entities towards an undisclosed destination. However, these individuals intercept the procession of the green creatures, prompting the inquiry, “What are you pondering?” from the elderly man. “Nothing much, but could you elucidate on the intent behind turning these beings into captives?”
“Perhaps they have some connection with these green creatures. Perhaps these individuals aspire to utilize planet Earth akin to a portal, much like attempting to create a miniature black hole,” replies the old man. However, how can you assert that they are contemplating turning planet Earth into a black hole? “This is my conjecture – I may be wrong, but it seems like something of that nature is afoot,” he adds.
In the event that these individuals succeed in turning Earth into a black hole, everything will come to an end,” declares the Old Man. “Everything has already come to an end, Sun,” he adds. Observe what has happened to this planet. Everything has frozen, yet there is no cold. It is peculiar, but not for their creatures. Suddenly, black objects descend from the sky, some in the sky itself, emitting rays that seem to freeze the inhabitants below. This perplexes and frightens me greatly, for I have lost much. I cannot even weep, as I am uncertain when I, like these frozen individuals, might succumb to the same fate without any knowledge of my own.
I cannot remain hidden behind the tree any longer. I must take action. At the very least, I must safeguard the children who remain. “Will you assist me in taking the children to a safe place?” I ask. “Yes, I will, but if there are hidden motives that I am unaware of, it concerns me,” he responds. At intervals, I felt as though this man knew a great deal, for he seemed to speculate on every matter as if he possessed all-encompassing knowledge.
Now, what should we do? Can you provide any suggestions? “Firstly, we need to track down the creatures that have come through the portals and save them from being converted into a black hole on this planet Earth. The green creatures are in danger because those who were capturing them and turning them into captives want to seize control of this entire solar system, which is not suitable for this planet.”
“But you’ll have to tell me how you know so much.”
“I will reveal everything when the time comes,” the Old Man says.
Let us proceed to follow them. However, it’s imperative to acknowledge their possession of advanced technology. Should they happen to spot us and apprehend us, what course of action shall we undertake? ‘Come with me, have faith in me, nothing will happen,’ reassures the Old Man
We commenced trailing those entities. When I observe my abode now, it no longer feels like my own. These creatures are venturing into the largest laboratory in our vicinity, one that is off-limits to the common populace.
In the distant realms ventured by these individuals lies an abandoned laboratory, sealed shut for an extended period due to reasons unknown to anyone but concealed within the veil of secrecy. The government, for undisclosed motives, had mandated its closure. Professor Devon presided over the affairs of this enigmatic laboratory. My grandfather, too, was once engaged in meaningful endeavors within its walls during the time he walked among the living.
From the outside, the condition of the laboratory building doesn’t seem promising; it appears untouched for many years, with no one having set foot here in quite some time. As we approach the main gate, the scene unfolds—more than a hundred individuals, distinguishable by their greenish hue, whom I will refer to as “Riekons,” are engaged in vigilant patrolling alongside other creatures.
I was struggling to comprehend how to enter inside; these creatures are standing guard here. “Listen, don’t worry, I’ll go inside,” I reassured. However, they will see you - it could lead to a lot of trouble.” “No, they won’t see me because I won’t go in the form of a human.”
Suddenly, Sean is transforming into a different form. It was incredibly strange for me, but it was possible for me to comprehend that he was undergoing such a transformation. He changed from a human into green creatures. As our eyes met, his conveyed a lot to me. Blinking, he communicated silently, urging me to stay quiet as he was heading somewhere inside. He didn’t say it verbally but conveyed it by connecting with my mind. It felt like perhaps he was engaging in telepathy with me or something else entirely.
I concealed myself behind a house and am observing Sean as he is entering inside. The other creatures did not obstruct Sean because he resembles them. I already had suspicions about Sean, but I am unable to fathom who or what exactly he is.
I am only observing those creatures. Sean should have arrived by now. It’s been an hour. I hope nothing untoward has happened.
Having grown weary of awaiting here, I find myself simply observing the sun in the sky amidst black dots, surrounded by an encompassing silence. I yearn for my parents, I miss my friends, and I reminisce about the days I once lived—the days when everything here was serene. It appears someone is approaching from the main gate. Is it Sean, or do they all seem alike? He’s advancing toward me. I am puzzled; is this truly Sean?
“Stop, don’t come near me,” I caution, but he continues without hesitation. What should I do? “I am Sean,” he declares. Skeptical, I suggest, “Come in your true form.” Reluctantly, he begins to metamorphose, confirming his identity as Sean.
“Sean, I’m grateful it’s you. How did you end up inside?”
“Sean seems profoundly distressed; something is amiss.”
“These creatures have captured Prof. Devon because all of this is unfolding due to Prof. Devon. He summoned these creatures here and utilized the green creatures against others.”
“Do you mean ‘Rekons,’ the other creatures?”
“Yes, they’re also known as ‘Rovanns,’” Sean replies.
“But why did Prof. Devon do this?”
“Perhaps he desired to enter their world and assert dominance over it,” Sean responds.
In a clandestine arrangement, Rovanns has struck a deal wherein he pledges to release Professor Devon only when the extraterrestrial entities known as “Si-Rouns,” present on Planet Earth, surrender themselves, and subsequently, transform this very planet into a black hole,” Sean responds.
Professor Devon is being taken along by them. They have even enslaved some humans. But I still can’t fathom who you are - what is your true identity? I am from the “N-98” galaxy, which is 80 light years away. Rakonns have also subjected us to similar treatment there, making some people in my world their slaves. I managed to escape. And when I set my sights on this galaxy, I hoped to find a world that was safe, but even here, Rakonns have arrived. This war between Rakonns and Green Creatures is unfolding, but one can only wonder how many other creatures are having to endure it. Other creatures? Meaning there are more creatures that exist? Yes, there are many more. But how did you come here? I just needed to come here; perhaps there was a need for me here.
“What shall we do now?... We must venture into the realm of Rekonns, which lies 90 light years away from here... But how shall we traverse there?... I know how to reach there, and we must accomplish all of this with utmost haste.”
“But first, you need to conceal yourself from the Reckonns. If they catch sight of you, they might capture you as well... Sean placed his hand on my left shoulder, and as soon as his hand touched my shoulder, I felt something strange, as if I was witnessing everything at once. All the incidents of my life and every event in the cosmos seemed to unfold before my eyes.”
“My mind, as if witnessing every incident simultaneously... “Come on, let’s go now,” Sean says. “But what was all that?”
“You’ll understand everything soon, just come along now,” Sean says. “But they will see me...” “No, they won’t. Just come along now.”
I am walking with Sean, and some Green Creatures and Rekonns are watching us. Sean has changed his form, but they are only looking at Sean, not noticing me. Sean is communicating with me telepathically, “Listen, they can’t see you because I’ve made you invisible. Your existence is real, but I’ve created a bubble that makes you imperceptible to them.”
In the unending mist of my existence, the awakening is persistently delayed. The external world exerts no magnetic pull on my being, and thoughts of the morrow seldom traverse the depths of my mind. All I yearn for is the gentle embrace of slumber, a purposeful evasion from the clutches of the waking world. Yet, in the rhythm of my distinctive existence, my forebears foresee my entanglement in duties, branding me as eccentric in the critical eyes of society. My eyes grapple with complete disclosure; I fixate on the wall clock through a prism of blurry sight. Eventually, my gaze shifts to the world beyond the window, perpetually engaged. Little did I foresee that this day might etch the concluding chapter for all denizens of this celestial sphere.
A familiar voice reverberates within the corridors of my perception, “Awaken!” A pressing matter necessitates our departure. Yes, the voice emanates from my progenitor, the one who stirs me—not at the dawn’s break but with a resounding call in the afternoon. Perhaps, in recent epochs, I’ve forsaken the proper observation of mornings, particularly the splendor of sunrise.
By the way, ‘Sun’ is the bestowed appellation upon me. However, it would not be amiss to acknowledge that, for the preceding days, the sun has withheld its radiance in this locale. Peculiar, isn’t it? Regardless, it’s an undeniable reality. An aura of indisposition envelops me, and although it’s not grounds for undue anxiety, an unsettling disquiet prevails. In such matters, I abstain from discourse, as others often label me eccentric due to my predilection for solitude. I shall now embark on my duties, rejuvenating myself. Upon descending, I observe the perpetually active television, a persistent oversight when my progenitors venture out. News channels have never found favor in my discerning gaze.
As I move to silence the TV, headlines detailing UFO activity near our sun seize the screen. Yet, my trust in the channel broadcasting these headlines remains meager. I peruse other news outlets, discovering the same sensational narratives. It is proclaimed that military and veteran astronauts will undertake a celestial odyssey to unveil the truth.
Whispers waft through the air, alluding to the revelation of enigmatic apertures in the sun. Through these cosmic gateways, unidentified entities traverse, reminiscent of celestial entrance gates in some grand cosmic design.
I cannot rely on these news channels. I must venture outside to unveil the truth. The outside world is gripped by an intense cold, but the imperative to discern the reality propels me forward. Suddenly, a voice echoes, urgently calling, “Sun, come out quickly.”
The resonance belongs to my friend, Sumi, yet the timbre carries an undertone of anxiety and fear. What could possibly be causing such distress in her voice?
In haste, I venture outside and immediately spot Sumi; it seemed as if he was greatly
In haste, I venture outside and immediately spot Sumi; it seemed as if he was greatly frightened, with tears streaming down his eyes as though something ominous had occurred. He points the index finger of his right hand towards the sky. I had absolutely no inkling about what might be happening in the sky; as soon as I opened the door, there was Sumi. And as soon as I direct my gaze towards the sky, what do I behold - a substantial black dot where the Sun once resided. It felt as if a coronal hole had formed, enveloping the entire Sun, but such a possibility seemed implausible to me based on the limited knowledge I possess about the Sun. I turn my attention back to Sumi, and he is staring at me intently. But what is that thing?
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Suddenly, my smartphone rings, displaying “Dad Calling.” As soon as I answer the call, “Sun, don’t go outside, whatever happens; the situation is not okay - in the sky, you...” the voice says before the call abruptly ends. I attempt to call back, but it doesn’t connect. The phone is not showing any network. I can’t fathom what’s happening. When I turn to the TV inside, it’s either displaying “Snow” or “Static” - it seems like signals are not coming through. Outside, it’s extremely cold. This temperature is not typical for October here. And to add to the mystery - there is no sign of the Sun.
Suddenly, from the heavens, something is descending with great speed. “Sumi, come inside quickly.” He has entered a world entirely different. Hastily, I grasp his hand and pull him inside with me. We are heading to the basement of my house, and as soon as I open the basement door, a loud noise erupts outside, as if an explosion has occurred. However, this explosion has happened a little distance away from my house, as the object is descending from the sky a bit far from my home. Sumi is so terrified that he doesn’t want to come outside, so I decide to venture out myself.
As I open the door, I am met with a frozen city where everywhere is covered with bone-chilling cold. Everything has frozen. It seems that this may be due to the object that fell from above. Concern for my parents arises, wondering if they are okay. Because whoever was outside must not have survived this intense cold. I quickly close the door and sit beside Sumi. It feels like a war is underway, perhaps between humans and people from another world, or maybe inhabitants of another alien realm.
make another attempt to call Dad, but the network isn’t cooperating on my mobile phone. Hope seems to be fading away. I decide to sit beside Sumi; she appears quite distressed. Let’s wait until tomorrow. Perhaps things will get better.
A powerful sound echoes from somewhere, accompanied by the screams of people. My eyes have barely opened, and as I softly call out to Sumi and myself, there is no response. I quickly rise and find Sumi is not by my side. I shout, “Sumi, where are you?”
Gaze towards the door, which stands ajar, signaling that Sumi has gone outside. Hastily, I dash towards the exterior, only to find that everything has undergone a profound transformation. Sumi stands beneath a tree, but he seems to have frozen, an odd occurrence given that the external temperature doesn’t appear excessively cold. Advancing towards Sumi, I touch him, and he inexplicably vanishes as though he were a hologram. I shout with intensity, “Sumi! What has happened to you? Where have you gone?” Simultaneously, the recollection of my parents strikes me; I am unsure whether Sumi is even alive. The fog has dissipated, and as I look towards the sky, the Sun is present, yet it is adorned with peculiar black dots.
The faint echoes of footsteps reach my ears, breaking the prevailing silence that now envelopes everything, reminiscent of Sumi’s mysterious disappearance. Stealthily, I take cover behind a tree and what unfolds before my eyes is perplexing. Approximately 4-5 individuals are in the process of apprehending someone. However, what strikes as peculiar is the distinct appearance of all five. Their ears are larger than ours, eyes possess an elliptical shape, prominent elongated marks adorn their foreheads, and they stand taller than the average. Clad uniformly in black attire, the person they are capturing also seems out of place in our world. Shorter in stature, with smaller ears, nearly absent nose, eyes slightly larger than ours, and a diminutive mouth, the captivated individual’s skin is of a light green hue. I struggle to comprehend the purpose of their presence here and the rationale behind detaining this peculiar creature.
“What are you looking at?” a voice calls out from behind. I was momentarily startled, but upon turning around, I saw an elderly gentleman.
“What are you observing, children? These creatures have seized control of this planet. More than half of the population seems to have perished on this planet, as far as I can discern, because these creatures are incredibly powerful and technologically more advanced than us. ‘But what has happened to the sun?’ --- Perhaps these creatures have utilized the sun for their spaceships, enabling them to harness its energy, and maybe they are constructing some kind of portals within the sun.”
“Do those individuals employ the sun as a time-travel portal? Perhaps, but the intentions of those individuals do not seem entirely right,” the elderly man remarks.
Have you found yourself alone, much like I have, having perhaps lost your parents? “Yes, I too have lost my family.” I am sorry to hear that; it is truly disheartening. Where do you reside here? “I live quite a distance away, beyond where anyone can reach.” “What do you mean?” “Simply put, my home is at the end of the small street opposite Parker Street.” The old man replied.
“I felt profound sorrow upon learning that you have lost your parents. However, I hope that you may find them someday,” the old man expressed empathetically. “May I inquire about your name?” he asked. “Sun,” came the reply, and yours? “Sean,” he added. “Sun is a beautiful name,” remarked the old man. “Yes, perhaps yours is as well.” “Look over there,” he pointed. A peculiar occurrence unfolded as a swift gust of wind blew, revealing what seemed like a portal. It began with a small black dot and expanded gradually, eventually revealing some individuals emerging from within.
From the portal, four figures emerge, among whom one prominently assumes a position of authority, flanked by three youths diligently guarding him, akin to security personnel. As additional portals unfold, various creatures spill forth, ushering peculiar green-hued entities towards an undisclosed destination. However, these individuals intercept the procession of the green creatures, prompting the inquiry, “What are you pondering?” from the elderly man. “Nothing much, but could you elucidate on the intent behind turning these beings into captives?”
“Perhaps they have some connection with these green creatures. Perhaps these individuals aspire to utilize planet Earth akin to a portal, much like attempting to create a miniature black hole,” replies the old man. However, how can you assert that they are contemplating turning planet Earth into a black hole? “This is my conjecture – I may be wrong, but it seems like something of that nature is afoot,” he adds.
In the event that these individuals succeed in turning Earth into a black hole, everything will come to an end,” declares the Old Man. “Everything has already come to an end, Sun,” he adds. Observe what has happened to this planet. Everything has frozen, yet there is no cold. It is peculiar, but not for their creatures. Suddenly, black objects descend from the sky, some in the sky itself, emitting rays that seem to freeze the inhabitants below. This perplexes and frightens me greatly, for I have lost much. I cannot even weep, as I am uncertain when I, like these frozen individuals, might succumb to the same fate without any knowledge of my own.
I cannot remain hidden behind the tree any longer. I must take action. At the very least, I must safeguard the children who remain. “Will you assist me in taking the children to a safe place?” I ask. “Yes, I will, but if there are hidden motives that I am unaware of, it concerns me,” he responds. At intervals, I felt as though this man knew a great deal, for he seemed to speculate on every matter as if he possessed all-encompassing knowledge.
Now, what should we do? Can you provide any suggestions? “Firstly, we need to track down the creatures that have come through the portals and save them from being converted into a black hole on this planet Earth. The green creatures are in danger because those who were capturing them and turning them into captives want to seize control of this entire solar system, which is not suitable for this planet.”
“But you’ll have to tell me how you know so much.”
“I will reveal everything when the time comes,” the Old Man says.
Let us proceed to follow them. However, it’s imperative to acknowledge their possession of advanced technology. Should they happen to spot us and apprehend us, what course of action shall we undertake? ‘Come with me, have faith in me, nothing will happen,’ reassures the Old Man
We commenced trailing those entities. When I observe my abode now, it no longer feels like my own. These creatures are venturing into the largest laboratory in our vicinity, one that is off-limits to the common populace.
In the distant realms ventured by these individuals lies an abandoned laboratory, sealed shut for an extended period due to reasons unknown to anyone but concealed within the veil of secrecy. The government, for undisclosed motives, had mandated its closure. Professor Devon presided over the affairs of this enigmatic laboratory. My grandfather, too, was once engaged in meaningful endeavors within its walls during the time he walked among the living.
From the outside, the condition of the laboratory building doesn’t seem promising; it appears untouched for many years, with no one having set foot here in quite some time. As we approach the main gate, the scene unfolds—more than a hundred individuals, distinguishable by their greenish hue, whom I will refer to as “Riekons,” are engaged in vigilant patrolling alongside other creatures.
I was struggling to comprehend how to enter inside; these creatures are standing guard here. “Listen, don’t worry, I’ll go inside,” I reassured. However, they will see you - it could lead to a lot of trouble.” “No, they won’t see me because I won’t go in the form of a human.”
Suddenly, Sean is transforming into a different form. It was incredibly strange for me, but it was possible for me to comprehend that he was undergoing such a transformation. He changed from a human into green creatures. As our eyes met, his conveyed a lot to me. Blinking, he communicated silently, urging me to stay quiet as he was heading somewhere inside. He didn’t say it verbally but conveyed it by connecting with my mind. It felt like perhaps he was engaging in telepathy with me or something else entirely.
I concealed myself behind a house and am observing Sean as he is entering inside. The other creatures did not obstruct Sean because he resembles them. I already had suspicions about Sean, but I am unable to fathom who or what exactly he is.
I am only observing those creatures. Sean should have arrived by now. It’s been an hour. I hope nothing untoward has happened.
Having grown weary of awaiting here, I find myself simply observing the sun in the sky amidst black dots, surrounded by an encompassing silence. I yearn for my parents, I miss my friends, and I reminisce about the days I once lived—the days when everything here was serene. It appears someone is approaching from the main gate. Is it Sean, or do they all seem alike? He’s advancing toward me. I am puzzled; is this truly Sean?
“Stop, don’t come near me,” I caution, but he continues without hesitation. What should I do? “I am Sean,” he declares. Skeptical, I suggest, “Come in your true form.” Reluctantly, he begins to metamorphose, confirming his identity as Sean.
“Sean, I’m grateful it’s you. How did you end up inside?”
“Sean seems profoundly distressed; something is amiss.”
“These creatures have captured Prof. Devon because all of this is unfolding due to Prof. Devon. He summoned these creatures here and utilized the green creatures against others.”
“Do you mean ‘Rekons,’ the other creatures?”
“Yes, they’re also known as ‘Rovanns,’” Sean replies.
“But why did Prof. Devon do this?”
“Perhaps he desired to enter their world and assert dominance over it,” Sean responds.
In a clandestine arrangement, Rovanns has struck a deal wherein he pledges to release Professor Devon only when the extraterrestrial entities known as “Si-Rouns,” present on Planet Earth, surrender themselves, and subsequently, transform this very planet into a black hole,” Sean responds.
Professor Devon is being taken along by them. They have even enslaved some humans. But I still can’t fathom who you are - what is your true identity? I am from the “N-98” galaxy, which is 80 light years away. Rakonns have also subjected us to similar treatment there, making some people in my world their slaves. I managed to escape. And when I set my sights on this galaxy, I hoped to find a world that was safe, but even here, Rakonns have arrived. This war between Rakonns and Green Creatures is unfolding, but one can only wonder how many other creatures are having to endure it. Other creatures? Meaning there are more creatures that exist? Yes, there are many more. But how did you come here? I just needed to come here; perhaps there was a need for me here.
“What shall we do now?... We must venture into the realm of Rekonns, which lies 90 light years away from here... But how shall we traverse there?... I know how to reach there, and we must accomplish all of this with utmost haste.”
“But first, you need to conceal yourself from the Reckonns. If they catch sight of you, they might capture you as well... Sean placed his hand on my left shoulder, and as soon as his hand touched my shoulder, I felt something strange, as if I was witnessing everything at once. All the incidents of my life and every event in the cosmos seemed to unfold before my eyes.”
“My mind, as if witnessing every incident simultaneously... “Come on, let’s go now,” Sean says. “But what was all that?”
“You’ll understand everything soon, just come along now,” Sean says. “But they will see me...” “No, they won’t. Just come along now.”
I am walking with Sean, and some Green Creatures and Rekonns are watching us. Sean has changed his form, but they are only looking at Sean, not noticing me. Sean is communicating with me telepathically, “Listen, they can’t see you because I’ve made you invisible. Your existence is real, but I’ve created a bubble that makes you imperceptible to them.”
In the unending mist of my existence, the awakening is persistently delayed. The external world exerts no magnetic pull on my being, and thoughts of the morrow seldom traverse the depths of my mind. All I yearn for is the gentle embrace of slumber, a purposeful evasion from the clutches of the waking world. Yet, in the rhythm of my distinctive existence, my forebears foresee my entanglement in duties, branding me as eccentric in the critical eyes of society. My eyes grapple with complete disclosure; I fixate on the wall clock through a prism of blurry sight. Eventually, my gaze shifts to the world beyond the window, perpetually engaged. Little did I foresee that this day might etch the concluding chapter for all denizens of this celestial sphere.
A familiar voice reverberates within the corridors of my perception, “Awaken!” A pressing matter necessitates our departure. Yes, the voice emanates from my progenitor, the one who stirs me—not at the dawn’s break but with a resounding call in the afternoon. Perhaps, in recent epochs, I’ve forsaken the proper observation of mornings, particularly the splendor of sunrise.
By the way, ‘Sun’ is the bestowed appellation upon me. However, it would not be amiss to acknowledge that, for the preceding days, the sun has withheld its radiance in this locale. Peculiar, isn’t it? Regardless, it’s an undeniable reality. An aura of indisposition envelops me, and although it’s not grounds for undue anxiety, an unsettling disquiet prevails. In such matters, I abstain from discourse, as others often label me eccentric due to my predilection for solitude. I shall now embark on my duties, rejuvenating myself. Upon descending, I observe the perpetually active television, a persistent oversight when my progenitors venture out. News channels have never found favor in my discerning gaze.
As I move to silence the TV, headlines detailing UFO activity near our sun seize the screen. Yet, my trust in the channel broadcasting these headlines remains meager. I peruse other news outlets, discovering the same sensational narratives. It is proclaimed that military and veteran astronauts will undertake a celestial odyssey to unveil the truth.
Whispers waft through the air, alluding to the revelation of enigmatic apertures in the sun. Through these cosmic gateways, unidentified entities traverse, reminiscent of celestial entrance gates in some grand cosmic design.
I cannot rely on these news channels. I must venture outside to unveil the truth. The outside world is gripped by an intense cold, but the imperative to discern the reality propels me forward. Suddenly, a voice echoes, urgently calling, “Sun, come out quickly.”
The resonance belongs to my friend, Sumi, yet the timbre carries an undertone of anxiety and fear. What could possibly be causing such distress in her voice?
In haste, I venture outside and immediately spot Sumi; it seemed as if he was greatly
In haste, I venture outside and immediately spot Sumi; it seemed as if he was greatly frightened, with tears streaming down his eyes as though something ominous had occurred. He points the index finger of his right hand towards the sky. I had absolutely no inkling about what might be happening in the sky; as soon as I opened the door, there was Sumi. And as soon as I direct my gaze towards the sky, what do I behold - a substantial black dot where the Sun once resided. It felt as if a coronal hole had formed, enveloping the entire Sun, but such a possibility seemed implausible to me based on the limited knowledge I possess about the Sun. I turn my attention back to Sumi, and he is staring at me intently. But what is that thing?
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Suddenly, my smartphone rings, displaying “Dad Calling.” As soon as I answer the call, “Sun, don’t go outside, whatever happens; the situation is not okay - in the sky, you...” the voice says before the call abruptly ends. I attempt to call back, but it doesn’t connect. The phone is not showing any network. I can’t fathom what’s happening. When I turn to the TV inside, it’s either displaying “Snow” or “Static” - it seems like signals are not coming through. Outside, it’s extremely cold. This temperature is not typical for October here. And to add to the mystery - there is no sign of the Sun.
Suddenly, from the heavens, something is descending with great speed. “Sumi, come inside quickly.” He has entered a world entirely different. Hastily, I grasp his hand and pull him inside with me. We are heading to the basement of my house, and as soon as I open the basement door, a loud noise erupts outside, as if an explosion has occurred. However, this explosion has happened a little distance away from my house, as the object is descending from the sky a bit far from my home. Sumi is so terrified that he doesn’t want to come outside, so I decide to venture out myself.
As I open the door, I am met with a frozen city where everywhere is covered with bone-chilling cold. Everything has frozen. It seems that this may be due to the object that fell from above. Concern for my parents arises, wondering if they are okay. Because whoever was outside must not have survived this intense cold. I quickly close the door and sit beside Sumi. It feels like a war is underway, perhaps between humans and people from another world, or maybe inhabitants of another alien realm.
make another attempt to call Dad, but the network isn’t cooperating on my mobile phone. Hope seems to be fading away. I decide to sit beside Sumi; she appears quite distressed. Let’s wait until tomorrow. Perhaps things will get better.
A powerful sound echoes from somewhere, accompanied by the screams of people. My eyes have barely opened, and as I softly call out to Sumi and myself, there is no response. I quickly rise and find Sumi is not by my side. I shout, “Sumi, where are you?”
Gaze towards the door, which stands ajar, signaling that Sumi has gone outside. Hastily, I dash towards the exterior, only to find that everything has undergone a profound transformation. Sumi stands beneath a tree, but he seems to have frozen, an odd occurrence given that the external temperature doesn’t appear excessively cold. Advancing towards Sumi, I touch him, and he inexplicably vanishes as though he were a hologram. I shout with intensity, “Sumi! What has happened to you? Where have you gone?” Simultaneously, the recollection of my parents strikes me; I am unsure whether Sumi is even alive. The fog has dissipated, and as I look towards the sky, the Sun is present, yet it is adorned with peculiar black dots.
The faint echoes of footsteps reach my ears, breaking the prevailing silence that now envelopes everything, reminiscent of Sumi’s mysterious disappearance. Stealthily, I take cover behind a tree and what unfolds before my eyes is perplexing. Approximately 4-5 individuals are in the process of apprehending someone. However, what strikes as peculiar is the distinct appearance of all five. Their ears are larger than ours, eyes possess an elliptical shape, prominent elongated marks adorn their foreheads, and they stand taller than the average. Clad uniformly in black attire, the person they are capturing also seems out of place in our world. Shorter in stature, with smaller ears, nearly absent nose, eyes slightly larger than ours, and a diminutive mouth, the captivated individual’s skin is of a light green hue. I struggle to comprehend the purpose of their presence here and the rationale behind detaining this peculiar creature.
“What are you looking at?” a voice calls out from behind. I was momentarily startled, but upon turning around, I saw an elderly gentleman.
“What are you observing, children? These creatures have seized control of this planet. More than half of the population seems to have perished on this planet, as far as I can discern, because these creatures are incredibly powerful and technologically more advanced than us. ‘But what has happened to the sun?’ --- Perhaps these creatures have utilized the sun for their spaceships, enabling them to harness its energy, and maybe they are constructing some kind of portals within the sun.”
“Do those individuals employ the sun as a time-travel portal? Perhaps, but the intentions of those individuals do not seem entirely right,” the elderly man remarks.
Have you found yourself alone, much like I have, having perhaps lost your parents? “Yes, I too have lost my family.” I am sorry to hear that; it is truly disheartening. Where do you reside here? “I live quite a distance away, beyond where anyone can reach.” “What do you mean?” “Simply put, my home is at the end of the small street opposite Parker Street.” The old man replied.
“I felt profound sorrow upon learning that you have lost your parents. However, I hope that you may find them someday,” the old man expressed empathetically. “May I inquire about your name?” he asked. “Sun,” came the reply, and yours? “Sean,” he added. “Sun is a beautiful name,” remarked the old man. “Yes, perhaps yours is as well.” “Look over there,” he pointed. A peculiar occurrence unfolded as a swift gust of wind blew, revealing what seemed like a portal. It began with a small black dot and expanded gradually, eventually revealing some individuals emerging from within.
From the portal, four figures emerge, among whom one prominently assumes a position of authority, flanked by three youths diligently guarding him, akin to security personnel. As additional portals unfold, various creatures spill forth, ushering peculiar green-hued entities towards an undisclosed destination. However, these individuals intercept the procession of the green creatures, prompting the inquiry, “What are you pondering?” from the elderly man. “Nothing much, but could you elucidate on the intent behind turning these beings into captives?”
“Perhaps they have some connection with these green creatures. Perhaps these individuals aspire to utilize planet Earth akin to a portal, much like attempting to create a miniature black hole,” replies the old man. However, how can you assert that they are contemplating turning planet Earth into a black hole? “This is my conjecture – I may be wrong, but it seems like something of that nature is afoot,” he adds.
In the event that these individuals succeed in turning Earth into a black hole, everything will come to an end,” declares the Old Man. “Everything has already come to an end, Sun,” he adds. Observe what has happened to this planet. Everything has frozen, yet there is no cold. It is peculiar, but not for their creatures. Suddenly, black objects descend from the sky, some in the sky itself, emitting rays that seem to freeze the inhabitants below. This perplexes and frightens me greatly, for I have lost much. I cannot even weep, as I am uncertain when I, like these frozen individuals, might succumb to the same fate without any knowledge of my own.
I cannot remain hidden behind the tree any longer. I must take action. At the very least, I must safeguard the children who remain. “Will you assist me in taking the children to a safe place?” I ask. “Yes, I will, but if there are hidden motives that I am unaware of, it concerns me,” he responds. At intervals, I felt as though this man knew a great deal, for he seemed to speculate on every matter as if he possessed all-encompassing knowledge.
Now, what should we do? Can you provide any suggestions? “Firstly, we need to track down the creatures that have come through the portals and save them from being converted into a black hole on this planet Earth. The green creatures are in danger because those who were capturing them and turning them into captives want to seize control of this entire solar system, which is not suitable for this planet.”
“But you’ll have to tell me how you know so much.”
“I will reveal everything when the time comes,” the Old Man says.
Let us proceed to follow them. However, it’s imperative to acknowledge their possession of advanced technology. Should they happen to spot us and apprehend us, what course of action shall we undertake? ‘Come with me, have faith in me, nothing will happen,’ reassures the Old Man
We commenced trailing those entities. When I observe my abode now, it no longer feels like my own. These creatures are venturing into the largest laboratory in our vicinity, one that is off-limits to the common populace.
In the distant realms ventured by these individuals lies an abandoned laboratory, sealed shut for an extended period due to reasons unknown to anyone but concealed within the veil of secrecy. The government, for undisclosed motives, had mandated its closure. Professor Devon presided over the affairs of this enigmatic laboratory. My grandfather, too, was once engaged in meaningful endeavors within its walls during the time he walked among the living.
From the outside, the condition of the laboratory building doesn’t seem promising; it appears untouched for many years, with no one having set foot here in quite some time. As we approach the main gate, the scene unfolds—more than a hundred individuals, distinguishable by their greenish hue, whom I will refer to as “Riekons,” are engaged in vigilant patrolling alongside other creatures.
I was struggling to comprehend how to enter inside; these creatures are standing guard here. “Listen, don’t worry, I’ll go inside,” I reassured. However, they will see you - it could lead to a lot of trouble.” “No, they won’t see me because I won’t go in the form of a human.”
Suddenly, Sean is transforming into a different form. It was incredibly strange for me, but it was possible for me to comprehend that he was undergoing such a transformation. He changed from a human into green creatures. As our eyes met, his conveyed a lot to me. Blinking, he communicated silently, urging me to stay quiet as he was heading somewhere inside. He didn’t say it verbally but conveyed it by connecting with my mind. It felt like perhaps he was engaging in telepathy with me or something else entirely.
I concealed myself behind a house and am observing Sean as he is entering inside. The other creatures did not obstruct Sean because he resembles them. I already had suspicions about Sean, but I am unable to fathom who or what exactly he is.
I am only observing those creatures. Sean should have arrived by now. It’s been an hour. I hope nothing untoward has happened.
Having grown weary of awaiting here, I find myself simply observing the sun in the sky amidst black dots, surrounded by an encompassing silence. I yearn for my parents, I miss my friends, and I reminisce about the days I once lived—the days when everything here was serene. It appears someone is approaching from the main gate. Is it Sean, or do they all seem alike? He’s advancing toward me. I am puzzled; is this truly Sean?
“Stop, don’t come near me,” I caution, but he continues without hesitation. What should I do? “I am Sean,” he declares. Skeptical, I suggest, “Come in your true form.” Reluctantly, he begins to metamorphose, confirming his identity as Sean.
“Sean, I’m grateful it’s you. How did you end up inside?”
“Sean seems profoundly distressed; something is amiss.”
“These creatures have captured Prof. Devon because all of this is unfolding due to Prof. Devon. He summoned these creatures here and utilized the green creatures against others.”
“Do you mean ‘Rekons,’ the other creatures?”
“Yes, they’re also known as ‘Rovanns,’” Sean replies.
“But why did Prof. Devon do this?”
“Perhaps he desired to enter their world and assert dominance over it,” Sean responds.
In a clandestine arrangement, Rovanns has struck a deal wherein he pledges to release Professor Devon only when the extraterrestrial entities known as “Si-Rouns,” present on Planet Earth, surrender themselves, and subsequently, transform this very planet into a black hole,” Sean responds.
Professor Devon is being taken along by them. They have even enslaved some humans. But I still can’t fathom who you are - what is your true identity? I am from the “N-98” galaxy, which is 80 light years away. Rakonns have also subjected us to similar treatment there, making some people in my world their slaves. I managed to escape. And when I set my sights on this galaxy, I hoped to find a world that was safe, but even here, Rakonns have arrived. This war between Rakonns and Green Creatures is unfolding, but one can only wonder how many other creatures are having to endure it. Other creatures? Meaning there are more creatures that exist? Yes, there are many more. But how did you come here? I just needed to come here; perhaps there was a need for me here.
“What shall we do now?... We must venture into the realm of Rekonns, which lies 90 light years away from here... But how shall we traverse there?... I know how to reach there, and we must accomplish all of this with utmost haste.”
“But first, you need to conceal yourself from the Reckonns. If they catch sight of you, they might capture you as well... Sean placed his hand on my left shoulder, and as soon as his hand touched my shoulder, I felt something strange, as if I was witnessing everything at once. All the incidents of my life and every event in the cosmos seemed to unfold before my eyes.”
“My mind, as if witnessing every incident simultaneously... “Come on, let’s go now,” Sean says. “But what was all that?”
“You’ll understand everything soon, just come along now,” Sean says. “But they will see me...” “No, they won’t. Just come along now.”
I am walking with Sean, and some Green Creatures and Rekonns are watching us. Sean has changed his form, but they are only looking at Sean, not noticing me. Sean is communicating with me telepathically, “Listen, they can’t see you because I’ve made you invisible. Your existence is real, but I’ve created a bubble that makes you imperceptible to them.
I observe certain individuals proceeding ahead. They appear to be fleeing upon sighting Sean. I might as well label them as “Humans.” It seems as though a mass migration is underway from this planet.
“Where are we headed?” Sean inquired. “To my home,” he replied. “Why there?” Sean pressed. “Because, at my residence, I possess a device that will aid us in reaching the planet of Reckonns,” he explained.
Upon arriving at Sean’s house, he promptly ushered me into his vestibule. Following that, he proceeded to his room, closing the door behind him. I have been sitting here for an hour, and Sean has yet to emerge. As I reached the door of his room, Sean appeared from within and invited me to join him. Leading me into the room, he closed the door behind us. Beneath his room lies a basement, and the entrance to it is concealed within a wardrobe in the room.
Upon entering the wardrobe, I find myself in a laboratory, but as I glance behind, a portal-like entity manifests and abruptly disappears.
“What was this?...” I have created a portal of a unique kind, one that only I can bring into existence - no one else can perceive this portal. And I know where the need of “Reckonns” lies,” Sean declares.
“Where is that thing?” Sean questioned. “I am the ‘Si - Roun’ they are searching for, reckons it’s me they’re after. So far, I’ve managed to elude their gaze, but they will find me soon. I come from a world where our numbers are limited, and we are a select few. Some of us have been captured, and a few have escaped, and among those fugitives, I am one,” Sean stated.
“But why are they searching for the Si - Rouns, including you?” I inquired.
“Because I can assist in transforming your planet Earth into a black hole and the Sun into the largest portal. Moreover, some humans have joined forces with the Reckonns,” Sean replied.
“The Reckonns are a powerful species, and there is only one way to stop them, and that is the ‘OT-IX Portal.’ It opens only once a year according to the Earth’s calendar, and the portal is located in our galaxy. Our ancestors created this portal to eliminate the Reckonns’ menace.”
Perhaps now, the portal may never open again; this could be the final opening. If we don’t send Reckonns through the portal this time, perhaps this opportunity will never come again. Whatever happens, this time we must send Reckonns through the portal because our previous attempts have been unsuccessful.
“What is so special about that portal that Reckonns may never return from there again?“... “That portal is a ‘labyrinth of time,’ a place from which no one can return, getting trapped in the strange maze of time,” Sean explains.
Bring the device that is lying on the table here to me. The device looked incredibly peculiar; it seemed as if it were some kind of diamond. As soon as I picked it up, the object made direct contact with Sean’s shoulder, and suddenly, it vanished. Sean’s body emitted a rapid burst of light that swiftly enveloped me. Afterward, it felt as though I was traveling to a different dimension, with only my mind active, and I could no longer feel my body.
In a matter of moments, we emerge from a portal, finding ourselves in an entirely different realm. Within this world, however, I find myself breathing. How is this possible? How is it conceivable that I, here, am able to breathe, Sean?
“This is a holographic dimension, a world where you are but an abstract holographic image, meaning, you are not real. Your existence is not real.”
In the midst of my contemplation, numerous individuals suddenly materialize, traversing the surroundings as if they are strangers to one another. “Who are these people?” I inquire. “They are inhabitants of the multi-dimensional realm, imperceptible to us, yet we can witness them,” asserts Sean. “But they appear to be humans. How is it that we can see them?” I question. “Indeed, they are humans. However, it seems they may not be on the planet Earth, as what you are witnessing dates back several years. Here, you are observing the past - a holographic dimension, in other words, the historical timeline of humanity,” elucidates Sean. “Can we venture into their past?” I query. “Perhaps not,” Sean replies.
In the unique realm you inhabit, the laws differ, allowing me to witness even my own past. Did I not express it correctly?
Indeed, it is true that the laws here differ from those in your dimension. However, these laws are constantly in flux, requiring our constant vigilance. The laws here are not stable and can change at any moment without prior warning. If such an event occurs, we may find ourselves ensnared in the intricate web of time indefinitely.
Come with me. The Sienite Portal needs activation; it’s the very portal that will aid us in reaching the world of Reckonns. Time is of the essence. Before the portal closes, we must send them through it. They should not return to their world, no matter what happens.”
What do you think, will they come to your dimension? They will indeed come, and they are bound to arrive very soon because they have a purpose with me. However, we must compel them to come here, diverting their minds away from the planet Earth.
“But how is this possible? Professor Devon has a friend whom I have known for many years, and they have been in contact with me through the portal we created. They can assist us in bringing the head of Reckonns here, who is currently with Professor Devon in the laboratory.”
Sean closes his eyes, and for a moment, a silence envelops the surroundings. Suddenly, he opens his eyes, looks towards me, and says, “I can’t seem to contact Paul. It appears that some portals of Reckonns have been activated, causing a disconnect with our created portal.”
“I couldn’t comprehend the meaning... Reckonns has activated almost all of its portals, referred to as ‘Abstract - N08NB369’ Portals. They are so formidable that one can obstruct other portals created by someone else and even discern information about them and their existence. Our ancestors used to assert that the ‘Reckonns Civilizations’ possess the ability to cause demise through the portals they create, which they call the ‘Killer Existence 090.’”
“Come with me. The Sienite Portal needs activation; it’s the very portal that will aid us in reaching the world of Reckonns. Time is of the essence. Before the portal closes, we must send them through it. They should not return to their world, no matter what happens.”
The Sienite Portal holds immense significance, safeguarded solely by a trusted confidant of my father. It is imperative for us to devise a strategy to preserve this portal, as its compromise would ensnare Reckonns in a precarious predicament.
The labyrinthine portal of temporal significance must now be activated solely by my father’s confidant, Nucter. While the portal may manifest, its activation rests exclusively in his hands, as he alone possesses the knowledge to enact the required procedure.
The challenge lies in the fact that I am unable to establish contact with anyone. Reckonns has activated all the portals they created. Their leader was aware that I would contact Nucter, so he activated all the portals. The fear is that if Prof. Devon revealed to them the secret of the Portal that has been hidden from everyone so far, then Reckonns cannot be stopped, and perhaps even the enigmatic maze of the Time Portal cannot thwart them.
But what is this secret?... “I, too, am not aware, but yes, Nectur knows about it. It is something that can empower Reckonns to reign once again in the three dimensions.”
I attempt to reestablish contact with Nectur. If anyone can save us all, it’s Sean; for me, Sean is the only one who can. Strange glimmers are emerging from Sean and circling around him. But what is happening...
Sean remains in a static position for a while, and after a few moments, he opens his eyes, and someone appears before him.
“Welcome, Nectur,” Sean says.
What has transpired that prevented you, Sean, from reaching out to me? You’re aware of the magnitude of the issue that has arisen.
“Hasten, for there is no time to articulate all this. We must thwart the Reckonns, who have already seized control of Planet Earth and besieged Professor Devon’s laboratory.”
“Who is this?” Seinite inquires.
“This is Sun. I had an encounter with her on planet Earth,” Sean replies.
“Alright, now we need to go to my planet first, and then to planet Earth. But until then, Reckonns...”
We can’t do anything because Reckonns will need the Unius that I have.
“After meeting you, the Sienites express their admiration, saying, ‘It was pleasant to encounter you.’ Strangely, when I responded, ‘It was equally delightful to meet you,’ their gaze became peculiar as if, upon turning towards me, they saw a resemblance to my late grandfather. Although my grandfather used to wear glasses, these beings did not, and their long hair contrasted with his bald head. The Sienites are scrutinizing me intensely.
‘Sun, you must return to planet Earth; there is a mission awaiting you,’ declare the Sienites.”
“What must I do?... Listen, you’ll have to go to Professor Devon’s laboratory and retrieve a document concealed there, a document clandestinely preserved by your grandfather.”
“But how do you know that my grandfather has concealed documents in the laboratory?... ‘Your grandfather was very close to me and a dear friend,’ Sienite said, glancing quickly towards Sean, making the revelation.”
I sense something amiss, but Sienite, with a commanding tone, conveyed, “Listen, you have to go to planet Earth, retrieve that document, and there’s another matter – bring something from Prof. Devon. For this, I’ll provide you with a special device, an ‘Illusional Time Bubble’ that you can wear on your arms anywhere. It will render you invisible to Reckonns for a short period. Even if they manage to see you, thanks to Braham, they won’t be able to capture you.”
In the vast expanse of existence, there exist myriad “time dimensions” orchestrated by higher temporal causes. This implies that such dimensions, manifesting in a more elevated form, do not operate statically; events therein unfold simultaneously. Yet, there are realms that transcend these “time dimensions,” ushering you into every form of “higher time dimension,” not merely as figments of imagination or abstract concepts, but also permitting glimpses into these events. Indeed, you can even perceive these dimensions with your own eyes, though altering the course of events remains beyond reach. Among these dimensions lies one called “Bhagwat Samay,” existing beyond the higher dimensions. Here, you can traverse any point in time and craft a new dimension, whet…
“Is all of this true or an illusion? ... ‘No one has the answer,’ say the Sienites.”
You possess the ability to forge your own Higher Time Dimension, whether it pertains to your past, present, or future. Utilizing the assistance of “Higher Dimensions,” you can selectively navigate through the temporal realms of past, present, and future based on probabilities, thereby crafting a new Temporal Epoch tailored to your unique journey.
In the future, it is believed that humans will harness technology to explore ways in which they can assist fellow humans, uncovering the knowledge concealed within the minds of both my friend and your grandfather.
But they never disclosed this matter to us. What are the intentions of Reckonns? Do they aim to conquer only Planet Earth or other planets, or perhaps the entire galaxy? ... “You also know one secret of Reckonns, which is that your grandfather is among those who created this species to stop the atrocities on nature and the creatures created by it, but the outcome turned out to be something else,” Sienite said.
But somehow, that device will need to be searched for. Your grandfather did the right thing to save the planet, but... ’Why are you lying to Sienite about the Sun, and why don’t you tell him that the grandfather of the Sun, ‘Maurox,’ did not create Reckonns to seek revenge on humans for nature and its creatures? Instead, it was created to save Planet Earth from a dangerous species, ‘Mre93.’ But later, Reckonns themselves eradicated the existence of the ‘Mre93’ species,” Sean explained.”
“Sean insists, ‘You need to return to Planet Earth soon, Sun.’ ‘But how can I quickly go to Planet Earth?’ ...via the Space Conscious Thought Process. This will transport you there swiftly, but the process has a limited duration, and you must return within that timeframe,” Sienite replies.
Emerging from their pocket, they extract a device, aiming it towards me. The moment that object collides with my body, an unusual sensation envelops me, as if my physical existence is momentarily suspended. It feels as though my body ceases to exist, and for a brief period...
In the subsequent moments, I find myself standing outside my home, unable to comprehend what transpired just moments ago. I am struggling to grasp the events that unfolded in my recent past. Perhaps it seemed as if I didn’t exist at all, or maybe there was something else at play.
“But everything doesn’t seem right. I’m looking at my home, but it appears to me as if someone is pressing down on it like bubblegum. Everything around me looks just like that. It feels like nothing is real.”
It feels as though Sienite has transported me to a different dimension, where I am unable to feel or touch my own dimension, where my home and world reside. As I progress further, I sense a distinct feeling, as though everything appears the same, yet I am unable to interact with my surroundings. Perhaps I exist within a bubble that showcases an alternate dimension. This seems to be a form of an “Illusional Bubble,” within which I can perceive the outer world from the perspective of a different dimension. However, those outside cannot see me, meaning those from other dimensions. Yet, it becomes evident that within the bubble I am traversing, I will encounter creatures from a different dimension, distinct from my own world’s dimension.
“I am now very close to the laboratory, but it seems that I had thought that I would encounter some creature in this bubble dimension, but that did not happen.”
Everything was going fine until I spotted someone outside the laboratory. It feels like I’ve seen that creature somewhere before. Ah, yes, it just came to me. Perhaps when I was hiding behind the tree, I saw them passing by with those green little creatures in tow, leading them like captives. As I approach closer, the creature reveals itself to be the Head of Reckonn. Quickly, I dart behind the wall to my right.
Understanding everything was becoming very difficult, and the head of Reckonn was looming before me, observing my every move. Yet, I had to forge ahead, reaching the door and pressing on. I’ve come very close now, but strangely, there’s no reaction from Reckonn’s head.
As soon as I touched the head of Reckonn, they vanished, and my surroundings changed abruptly, finding myself in a laboratory.
It’s as if my dimension collided with the one where Reckonn’s head was, and as a result, I find myself in the laboratory.
“I do not know, but it feels like I have seen this laboratory before. I have never been here. My grandfather once wanted to bring me here, but I was stubborn and refused to come. There is an elevator to my right; I do not know where it will take me, but I feel like it will lead me straight to my destination where I will find those papers.”
I step towards the elevator and press the button for the ground floor. As soon as I press it, within a second, I find myself on the ground floor, and the elevator doors open in front of me, revealing someone seated on a chair. Their face is turned away from me, making it difficult for me to recognize them, and the room is dimly lit. I approach the person, and suddenly a voice interrupts, “Stop right there. Don’t come any closer because if you see me, perhaps you’ll lose faith in yourself or maybe even mistake yourself for someone else.”
“But who are you?”
“You don’t need to know that. Just understand this much, that Reckonns needs to be stopped, and it will be stopped. But the real truth is something else,” the unknown person replies.
“But what…
As I rise, I catch sight of my parents. What is this happening to me? How did all of this suddenly occur? The joy of seeing them was unmatched, yet alongside it, I find myself confused, questioning whether this is my dream or reality, or if I have lost myself in someone else’s dream...
