On a planet full of trash, the general idea of life loses its meaning to a lower lifeform, advanced societies use as much power/energy as they can, in different forms, some use electricity, like earth-type planets and higher forms of consciousness use pure power, they do not convert the source to electricity, they use the source,

In Trashia, as the information acquired by Asars points out, the owner of electricity is the owner of the world, even here there are classes, the rich, the wealthy, and the untouchable, like everywhere else,

In this earth-type planet, EnerCo is the untouchable one, the one who owns THE ELECTRIC GATE OF THIS PLANET, the one who owns the largest energy farm, turning trash to electricity, and the sole owner of this planet PERGAMEN,

Asars- We need to move fast, he lives in the other part of Trashia, the part where trash isn't thrown at,

Thursday- Are you okay Daring? No jokes, please.

Daring gave her a hug, when they were younger, the same age as each other, she always seemed more mature, grown faster, and always worried about them,

Daring- The day a cat can kill me, it was time to go,

Asar led the way, as far as they remembered, he always did lead the way,

The farther they walked, the less they were tired, which was a weird phenomenon they felt, the air as if you could feel it, touch it, eat it and more was clearer, beyond the hills and mountains of trash, indeed there was something to this planet,

Thursday shot an arrow without noticing them, a tall sparrow arrow, the fastest she can launch at the state she is in, THE SPARROW ARROW, has different characteristics from her other attacks, it has no sound, and the moment it is shot it creates a vacuum around the place it was launched without affecting the user,

It might have been clearer air, but she understood, that men and women see things differently, while they see adventure, she saw danger, they felt amazing, she felt in delirium, out of trash you cannot make a place feel heaven like, you are not supposed to touch or smell air,

Both of them kept walking, they didn't hear the Sparrow Arrow but were blown to the ground by its launch, a soundless airwave which shocked them, instead of hurting them, it woke them up, the farther the sparrow arrow flew the clearer everything became, it might have looked like a green land field, with rivers and birds, in reality it was just a delirium, the trash was painted green, a blue smoke which lost it color after reaching a high altitude was made by burning trash sprayed with Ultima,

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Hundreds of smaller creatures began growing out of their pits, unlike birds from the nest, an evil aura now was felt, at the end of this river-laced Ultima an amazing, unlike any woman on Trashia, dressed as a queen, the woman was smiling while being served fruits and drinks by this small creatures,

She waved her left hand, with a come here gesture, near the tip of her toes The Sparrow Arrow was stuck, she was scratching her toes there without getting burned, dressed in a silk white dress, with silk white hair and eyes, every small creature bowed,

These small creatures were the original Trashians, the natives. The White Gogol, were not taller than a meter, their skin a white color washed with chemicals, everyone without an age difference seemed older than a millennium,

With small hands and feet, everyone was but naked, except their queen, The Silky Gogol

Asars went ahead facing her, the white gogols opened their way but stopped Thursday and Daring, by forming a football wall,

Thursday- Are you out of your reverse-clocking mind?

Asars- If they feel offended we shall explain ourselves, if they feel triggered we shall pave our way here and now,

Daring- So it took a woman to see through a woman's veil,

Thursday- She is not a woman,

She didn't stand up, she didn't greet him, she only saw him sitting in front of her without her permission, an extinguishing arrow was dividing them, The Son of The strongest facing the Silky Queen,

Asars- I can smell royalty when I see it, what did we do, or what shall we do to be on good terms?

Silky Queen- Marry me! Leave her and him, so everyone remains alive, deny my proposal, reject me, it means rejecting life and well-being, think of her before thinking of yourself, Asars Crystalian, the son of Quasar Crystalian, I know you, I heard of your father before I knew he had such a handsome son, not worthy of that women, but for more, as you said, you could smell royalty when you saw it, I too can.

Asars- I am flattered by your words O Silky Queen, but dismissing the joy of life and freedom to us, means ignoring the opportunity to still have natives on these lands, you thought I didn't know, I was informed of you, but not your Ultima tricks, a tactic may I say, your honor,

13th times bigger every Gogol became upon him saying those harsh sentences to their Silky Queen, Daring made himself instantly of Stone, and Thursday said a silent word, two flame swords grown out of her palms,

Asars- I will assure you, without a doubt, I care less now than before, for me you are worth less, but that's not all of it, even less will be more, after we are done with you all,

Silky Queen- Stop growing,

Everyone went in their regular forms, and allowed Daring and Thursday to join Asars in talking with the Silky Queen,

Silky Queen- You are brave or you are a fool, that the coming days will prove,

When she stood up, a door was opened within a green-painted trash hill, and a real river sound came from the other side, she led the way, and after every step, she grew taller and more beautiful, taller and more naked till she reached the door, which she had to order them to make the door larger so she could enter, at 16 meters tall, she was the tallest women in Trashia,

With every step she took and more naked she got, every Gogol bowed their head, Daring and Asars did the same, Thursday tried but she still felt the need to peek, because of the lack of trust, the same moment she peeked she also saw Asars if he was watching too