Mike's P.O.V.

I woke up by a strange sensation pressing on my body. Slowly opening my eyes, still muddle headed, what I saw got my head work and turn its gears quickly.

"Ahhh!," I jumped up as I saw a small thing dropped from my body. It was the thing. Even though its small, I still need to be cautious. I can still clearly remember the strength of his sweep, and the wounds from my fall.

Then like thunder roaring in my mind, I remembered the last time I lost consciousness. My hand went over my back and I felt scars, five to be exact, the same number I got stabbed.

"Stop being a douche you Moron," The abomination floated towards me, I got scared until it knocked my head. Hard!

"Hear me out, before you make any conclusions!," I stare at it in confusion, "Moron."

"First things first, Lets introduce ourselves," I got a clearer looked at him, red eyes shaped like a goat, black irises in a rectangular shape.  Its head has spikes in a Mohawk style. Limbs is till longer than its body.

"I'm Palong. A phantom," I frowned and it noticed because it further explained, "A ghost! Damn whats inside that brain of yours? Stupid, Moron," Now I got stupid in conjunction to Moron.

"What are you talking about? Ghosts does not exist," I replied cautiously.

"Then tell me," as it spreads its arms, "Why does words like phantom and ghosts exist?"

The question got me into thinking, but my attention turned back towards this dangerous little bugger.

"No answer? Wow! After a millennia you humans got dumber. Or is it only you?," it snickered.

"They are only illusions of the mind."

"There you go! Your brain seems to have its uses," It started to float counter-clockwise around me. I never left it out of my eye.

"Illusions, we are one of it. But you are only half right. Why? Because we can also become solid or you could say tangible."

I notice his wording about 'we' now, instead of 'me', "There are others like you?."

"Of course, Like the things you have released."

"That's the thing kept me confused. How can I have released you? In fact, before that how did I even made it up there?."

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"I don't know, I just got released from my cell Stupid. Moron," I grunted as it continued, " But I can tell you why we are released."

That perked my ears, "But! Lets go back to the topic," I grunted as I heard that, "There are levels and ranks among us phantoms. And the ones you released are the lowest level."

"We call them the Formless, obviously. You can tell that a phantom is powerful, high level, and rank based on its form."

"Then what about you?."

"Me? I'm much powerful than all of those  Weaklings. Let me tell you this. That seal was created for me."

So this rascal is damn powerful for him to be renowned as someone sealed it. I then asked, "Who?."

It eyed me, "I am not obliged to tell you that. Even if I ever tell you, it would still make you head more confused. Moron."

"Ok, then," My guard is still up, "Um, Why are you here then. With me."

"Too many questions," as it wave its hands, "I'll tell you just two more things and we'll get ourselves out of here."

I nodded because I don't have a choice. This guy has some serious strength, mind you.

"One, I'm stuck with you. Period. Don't question anymore about this topic. And I will answer some of your questions. If I my mood is good."

"Two, something told me your new to this stuff, and you must learn to use your power, you...."

"Power? What Power?"

"Shut up! Wait for me to finished. You dimwit. Stupid. Moron."

I sighed inwardly, "I've got another nickname. Fudge."

"Tell me about everything that happened before the cave, and tell me about you," It hovered around and neared me as I stepped back.

"One more Final thing, we phantoms love blood, not your kind of blood but intangible blood. Others call it your Essence. Normally its colored red and we fed on it. But your color is different."

"I'm not gonna eat you. Because..." It punched me on my arm as it got dislocated, I screamed from the pain.

".. of this," and I saw its hand dislocated like mine.