****5 hours before Zodius .

All I wanted to do, was to quickly leave this monkey-clad gutter, despite that I can't help but get the premonition that I were in  deep waters.

The one who hid my presence from Zodius, the one who was pulling strings of both Zodius and Jumbo, the one manipulated Zodius to annihilate manikins but spare Helly, the one who woke me up by a gut punch, the one who still lay hidden, he or she was the Mastermind.

Who was my real enemy ? Was it everyone ? 

Was Helly also one ?

This question needed answering. 

Unfortunately, thinking about it lead way to more questions.

What was the relationship between Planthonic Chamber, me, Helly, Zodius and the mastermind ?

 Why did Helly undergo transformation turning into a "Luminous" moss ? What was her evolution tree ?

What were the sources of light here in this bright asylum ?. 

Lights consume energy. In more ways than one this had been a the single most confusing aspect here ? 

And,

 In what way... was this Asylum constituted ?

How much of that gorilla's words were lies ?

Who was that crimson-blonde women? When will she return ? 

What position do I hold to her in ?

Are there even more secrets about Helly and Kalestones ? Why the hell was I made to awake now ?

.... 4 and half hours before Zodius.

Am I starting to lose my sense of reality ? Yeah.. I am getting paranoid. 

He rose up on his crystal feet and now cursed his decision to contemplate. Even before stepping into abyss, he was already in informative abyss. Pondering became so useless, because of half baked knowledge.

Not wasting any time, Karl immediately glided himself to very a peculiar area, on the edge of 2nd floor. A gorgeous purple lake at that.

Obviously, he was alive, thus, there was oxygen; hence the rocks were volatile to air. 

 But Helly herself, could move freely through floor boundaries.

Given the enormous size of Asylum there was no way, that there won't be any aqua bodies.

Albeit the fact that half of him was crystal, the other half was purely human. Hence, he was still vulnerable to hunger, thirst, and most prominently stress. 

Because of ignorance, there was even more uncertainty to the future. 

Future was a pain. Yet, present seemed lovely.

A tender vestige of oasis, bought forth a brimming smile on his charming face. Crystals surely are way more charming than human flesh.

Loving this joyous moment to it's fullest, he was busy looking at his own reflection in the long purple lake. 

He was alive. 

Seeing all of his hair crystalized, turning from black to light-bluish shade, emanating an aura of mystery, was a joy in itself. No, he was not an emo, but having a comfortable light armor instead of hair, was truly gratifying.

"I bet when I get back home, I will, probably brag about this to Dan. He would go nuts saying I wanna have one too..

 I wonder how Cecil is now. Hey now Zombie's can't die right ? I hope he is well.

Oh mother will be like Is that the new fashion around town.

And for my sisters; they'll just pass this out as another of my experiments. 

When or how will I

be able to return ?

 If so, would I still be me ? I have already physically changed, will I be able to remain mentally same ?

Mmm..

 I came here to relieve stress but I am bargaining it with sadness. How sloppy of me. "

Such a melancholic viewpoint, appeared both intriguing and discouraging to me at the same time. Hardening my heart, I cleansed my teary eyes and drank some water.

Splash, splash gulp. 

 It would be, not just, unhealthy for normal folks, to drink any of the lakes constituents. But normal folks would likely never encounter it anyway.

He was also normal. Thankfully, he had a purifier. Helly, rid the water of any impurities and personally ensured his safety.

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On seeing his sad eyes, she also made a sad impression.

To her, he was a man bounded to his roots, she also knew with every passing day his longing for home may vary. Clearly, his world and hers were different.

He knew that too. 

Thus, he decided to just focus on positive. i.e. their current accomplishment, water. 

Once we lose them, we learn to appreciate them.

Intentionally, I was swept, with my heart, on seeing water. On hearing this is the future, and I am in abyss for the first time I really wanted to drink some water. 

In my world, everything was either a hot desert or frozen desert, thus, I grew up learning its importance.

Simple, surreal and tender emotions were all dedicated to it. 

Simply transparent. I aspire to be like it. Someone that can adapt or accept effortlessly to a change.

 Whether, it represented happiness or sadness wasn't important. It symbolised everything human. The ability to change.

Feeling extremely pleasant, encased by water, I let go of my body. Bathing in a lake is most divine of sensual pleasures. The chilled water is much better than hot one, it represents a cold blade and bathing in it strengthens my heart. Strength is most practical form of relief.

But before I could immerse myself..

I felt a support. A warm, cosy and strong standing was felt. It was pleasant but that's not what I desire.

 A Violet girl, held me on her girlish lap.

 I looked onto the heart of the women, it was filled with  empathy for me and sadness for my sadness. 

She probably thought that I was overcome by loneliness.

Such beautiful antics are a joy to view. Even though she didn't have a face of her own, she was truly beautiful.

Memories like these are what enables me to continue my pursuit of life.

 But,

" I don't want your pity. Although, I understand that you can somewhat see through me, but I won't tolerate.." 

Helly put a hand on my lips.

Although my heart began pounding, My mind was calm. 

Dastardly so, I wholeheartedly believed that everything in this world was based of reasons. So what if it was future, nothing is unreasonable. Only the reasons have become diverse.

Even the beating of my heart and warm feelings were no exceptions. The conclusion my mind reached was drastically different than my heart.

 This is the life of a weak person; your right to expression remains dependent on situation. She was trying to seize control of me.

Then in a clear voice, she imploded.

" Lord Fenrir, as thyself said, I  do resonate with your pain.

 So why should I allow my Lord to shoulder this huge pain alone. 

I know pain. 

Pain physically, from the accursed advent of my tortures.

 Pain mentally, of having a lifetime of thy Lord Fenrir's memories, but not being able to be thy Lord Fenrir by myself.

 Pain hollows one inside out. A wound, not covered will turn deadly. I will be that cover, my lord. 

I shall be the scythe that cuts open thy painful bounds, and I will be the support which surrounds thy like a king's countrymen.

 If I cannot be thy, then I shall assimilate both thy life and death into me. 

 Just having someone there, to whom you could tell your pain, is a boon. My lord.

So I will share; everything from pain to joy, with you unconditionally, lord Fenrir"

Oh... how warm. How insipid.. How persuasive...!!

Helly, I am forced to admit that your orchestry is remarkable. But you should be more perceptive of your target.

Like such fantastical romantics and humane idealism actually exist ? Stop fooling around. More irritatingly so, you still call me lord. 

Had I not been aware of your possible envy and gluttony towards me, such sincere facade would have surely deceived me. But I am aware. My semi-crystal heart is a proof.

Although his heart was warmer than ever, he had already lost once due to lapse in logic, as such, his mind was dead cold.

Karl stood up. He spoke loud and clear. 

" Violation in our terms of conduct have been made. Please conduct yourself to predefined method of punishment."

These short cold sentences, didn't seem to affect Helly much though. The atmosphere around her was still calm; rather it was somewhat happy.

Looking at her, Karl remembered the conditions he set up during the formation of alliance.

These conditions were cooked very thoroughly by him.

 1. No informal behaviour. Helly would be a tool and their conversations were to be bounded by only matters related to this world. Discipline was to be ensured. In turn, he would feed her adequately.

 2. No facade. If you want to be a bitch, then be a bitch, if you want to be villainous then be so. If you want to abandon me or hate me do so or say so openly, not a backstabbing betrayal.

Don't sugarcoat the cowdung. I hate nothing more than facade.

 3. Fusion of your Plasma into my Pico-Chips. 

 4. Henceforth, your name is Helly, I shall be called only by 'Fenrir'. 

 5. Unless your life is under critical danger I am your owner, not you yourself.

Make no misunderstanding; these liable Entreaties, which were mutually agreed upon, were of utmost importance. All five of them explicitly described Fenrir's character. 

There was no order of Priortization. Important is important.. useless shouldn't be talked about. Like there was no redistricting her movement, as it would be dumb.

From his earlier years, he was thoroughly enlightened with a common yet important truth that, those who repeat the same mistake twice, are insufferable.

 I lost to that Gorilla, only because I acted on momentary impulse. Whether it's a battle of fists or that of wits, useless movements and suck ups, decide outcome of battle. 

As for why they are caused ? You see...

I literally got, "Feelings should be variable and hence reliant on you; don't make your brain a variable that is reliant on them.", crystallised onto me.

I am no fool, so I won't  straightway handover my life to Helly. As such, practically the most significant of the treaties, is the third. 

Plasma..is the true core, where the ordinary colourless gel(helly before complete mutation)  undergoes transformation into Violet Helly. 

Its kind of relieving to think that she didn't completely played with me, earlier during our clash with Jumbo. Of course, I was being used to improve herself.

 But the reason why the violet moss and colourless one acted separately, was because of the fact that Plasma was then temporarily devised into two cores. Part of forming new Helly through CO2 and part of it simulating her movements.

A perfect example to explain would be calling "Plasma" the spinal cord, for helly. Once it's done in, she is done for. 

More importantly, we were able to form joint consciousness, only because Helly instinctually copied the Pico-chip formation established on my body. 

This culminated in a neuro-transmission occured, and here we are after two days.

From a moderately kinetic fluid, to a stunning beauty. Life is strange.

Ignorantly, all this time I assumed that the moss was an inferior species and I've subjugated it using Pico-Chips.

This made it all the more important, for one to remain self-conscious, cautious and above all, knowledgeable in this world.

Sigh. after waking up, have I always been in dark ?

Onto main topic, upon merging her plasma with the Pico-chips i.e. basically entrapping majority of it in a P-chip formation, controlling Helly and punishing her, became simplicity themselves.

Owing to the irrationality of this world, my mind went utter blank, when I discovered how much of a savagely gluttonous of a fellow, the masochist masquerading a young lady was. This is to say the least. 

She lived, being slurped by loofians, for untold millenniums, and all that turned her indifferent to light pain.

... Hopelessly, the punishment was settled on keeping silence for a day. I like silence.

She was already undergoing punishment, when she flapped her mouth and committed another blunder. I am her master; who does she think she is, to throw a lecture of made-up ideals on me ?

But what am I, supposed to do to a person, to whom.. pain given by me, is a joy and humiliation done by me, doesn't count ?

**** After 20 minutes.

After the emotional side lapse, I steeled myself to test out my trump card. Battles on equal footing or that on inferior standings, can only be won through trump cards.

Luckily Helly became the trump card in my first life or death trial against a loofian. I won.

Unluckily, there wasn't any more of a hidden move, in my brawl against Jumbo. I lost.

 Hopefully.. Zodius will look down upon Helly and me in this forthcoming brawl.

Oh.. When did I turned into such a fragile creature ? But facing such magnanimity, brave warriors turn into wusses. I need to become an exception.

Well that will have to wait till later. My trump card is a Surgeons knife. I had Helly swiftly get it, while I was setting up the trap.

Looking at my portrayal in lake, I was imitating sword arts from a samurai movie, using the knife. 

I felt a little embarrassed, as my moments resembled that of a child.

AND  Then the peace finally ended.

As I was meticulously swinging out the Surgeon's knife, in different patterns, I turned my gaze at Helly. 

Her expression was so tense that I felt wrong, hence I blurted.

"What is it ?"

" Thy lord Fenrir.. the Fifth Devourer is speeding his way to here and will surely arrive steadfast, within quarter an hour !!"

Fifth devourer.. huh who was it ?

Oh yes.. it is Zodius. Nooooo!! 

Its still about more than 4 hours before the time of his preordained arrival. According to Jumbo, how could he... ? 

Gorilla, you fu**king liar.

Jumbo what your back, after Zodius, you are next.

"The Fu*k? And you were making that expression for nearly an hour now. Why didn't you barked it out earlier ?

No !!. Don't answer. 

I already know what you are going to spout. Oh.. god forgive my luck for having such a fate and meeting such mates.

 Welp whatever.,  Quick merge together and let's relocate to the hiding spot."

With this proclamation, Karl came to a bitter realization,

" The temporary phase of peace

 is over. Unlike the loofians who valued me as a tool.. he only views me as food. Whether this asylum ends up collapsed or not, I must survive."

. To be continued .