C L (First Version-Complete)

36: Attack of the Giant

"In every beginning there must be an ending,

For nothing is permanent and everlasting.

The day will come and yee shall reach thine end;

Thine heart will break and thine knees shall shakily bend.

Sorrowful tears shall be poured from heaven and earth.

Yet yee will be forgotten as the world will be drowned in mirth."

"Though thine bitter end is near yee shall be reborn,

From the inner part of the Earth where yee shall be restored.

The earth will once again devastatingly crumble and evil shall rise in horde,

The chains of peace shall be broken by the five keys whose love soared.

Thy end is near and thine beginning is far.

Thy absence is clear and weeping hearts shall scar."

"The only part in me that is weeping is my tooshie..." I stated apathetically after the voice of uncle recited the devastating poem. It was a poem that had a meaning with a depth that was much deeper than the abyss that the twin's reached inside my butt last night. I made a note to myself that I will never come along if it were just the two of them in the middle of the night next time. Sevor was much feral than Slade when it came to sexual intercourse. I can only imagine what Wye Fye's genital looked like now. It must be completely wrecked.

Unless it was already wrecked before Sevor came along. Do not get me wrong, I was not accusing her of having an affair with someone else but then she was a gorgeous woman. Men must have thrown themselves her way (to perform suicide) to get her melting and spine-chilling (simply revolting) attention. Why, if I was a dominating man, I could have dominated the person beside- I mean Wye Fye herself. Her beauty was simply astonishing that it made me grit my teeth as I thought of how irresistibly-

"Alright Lucian, I think that is enough. Let the woman rest," Uncle sighed. A smile in which I imagined as a sinister one stretched across my lips.

"But uncle, I was only praising her," I replied making him scoff as if he knew me inch by inch.

The bright background of my dream dimmed and one by one, unfamiliar bodies of people filled the room and I could even see my own extremities. They had their own businesses; some were chatting, some were reading stone tablets and some were simply drinking from a glass cup. Colors spread across the vast expanse of the empty space and small lakes, mountains which were seen from afar and all sorts of colorful plants ranging from blue, yellow, green, and red painted the land. A man who I have seen from the painting in the floating castle from the cave stood in front of me with some distance as he beamed at me warmly. He was standing with such immense aura that would not intimidate you but rather it would tempt you to get closer. They were all wearing white togas. Uncle's toga showed how masculine he was. The garment exposed his left pale pec and shoulder while the other half was covered with the unstained garment. The dress-like clothing reached his mid-thigh and exposed his muscular thighs. It was secured by a brown leather belt around the waist.

I looked down on my own form and found that I was nude.

Well...nothing was really new. Being naked was quite comfortable. I much prefer it than being clothed. It represented my freedom. I would suggest  this to all people who wanted to savor the state of being liberated.

"Lucian!" Uncle greeted and approached me with wide and open arms. He engulfed me in his embrace and then lifted me up. He was tall but not as tall as the five. Those men were enormous...