Galaxies and planets in this dimension still floating like they were coconuts that were put into a mercury pot, as like time never moved in this place.
He put his hands into the pocket while looking upward to the planets, structures, and towers with his eyes. It is like a challenge to the sky and god as the place he resided in is a .... piece of this magical place. He has figured this thing out from all his suffering.
The deciphering process was arduous, he thought to himself as he soothed his tiring eyes. They felt like they were on fire from reading too much. He stretched out his arms and looked at the window.
It has gone dark. On the wall was a few marks that he used to count time, but he has abandoned it after a few months. He has decided that he won't care about it anymore from the time he realized learning languages are hard. The man of Kagaras house felt his throat was dry. Subjects of languages were never easy, I suppose, he said to himself.
It has been ten hours since he dwelled in the research project. Got up, he felt his bones were screaming and he walking like a crippled, got to the boiled pot of water and poured himself a cup. Because he was too thirsty, he finished four full cups of water and get himself a bunch of cherries, two big apples and a piece of dry beef from the dish. It was a frugal meal, but he doesn't feel too hungry. Aside, eating too much made him slow in thinking.
The air is fresh. He has stayed to learn with his master, the anyone-would-knows-who-that-is, the blue grandma that visits him not too often. After watering the plants, he looked at the can. Not too many left. Put it back to the corner, he walked outside for a bit. The towering silhouettes of libraries and various magical wonders of planets seem like an eternal existence as they are invincible even when preserving themselves against the corrosion of time, the dominator of all beings. He felt its mightiness pressed his body down and walked away, continued his strolling journey.
Stars passed by as well as their companions, moons and time. They flowed like the water in a river, blood in a vessel, or time in a passage of time that on the hands of absolute beings exist somewhere in the vast worlds.
- Hello.
- Hello.
A pair of man and woman greeted him politely, but they did not lower their heads. Rhinne is different, silently smiled and lowered his head to greet them. Their expression is like some insects, can't be read by him. Their white wings, which so long that like a piece of bride's extensive cloth was sprung comfortably on the ceramic floor. He stopped to exchange a few lines. Their glittering short swords, bows quietly rested on their small bag.
Say goodbye to the pair of man and woman, he continued his journey on the corridor of time and space. A dry sound was heard and a snake - if you could call a being that about 300 meters long a snake - passed by above his head, swimming in the dawn color of space. Divine air filled his lungs as he took deep breaths as the world is still moving smoothly. The bandage he wrapped around his wounded arm is still there, white and red. He checked it again and looked at it with tired eyes as he returned. It needs to be changed as he wore it for a day already.
The room is still static and quiet. The heart-shaped fruits of the cherry trees are looking great, but these fruits, Rhinne never ate even once. He knows how valuable they are, and he wants to store them for a rainy day. He immediately got back to work after cleaned himself.
He pats the tattered leaves of the banana tree with a lot of love. The black spots on the green bananas and their uneven figures make them so natural, as they don't receive any pesticide. He picked one banana that was already grown and eat it. The seeds inside are big, the edible parts are too little, acrid and bitter. The lingering taste is acceptable for him, but many people would spit it out immediately or frown upon this fruit. It was a totally wild fruit. Tore up the leftover, he carefully buried to the ground.
- You must grow better, okay? - He stood up and began to water it - If my junior came here later, you must grow into a big tree. - Rhinne laughed as he closed his eyes - Or become an entire forest, perhaps.
He looked up, and his pure silver hair flowed down. His skin is still a gray color, and he pulled out a small sheath from his clothes. It is just a knife. He used it to cut off the dead parts of the leaves. He picked up a bit of dark dirt, mumbled, not everything is that colorful and great.
- Hehehehe.
He rubbed the dirt between his fingers for a while before washed it down with a bit of water. He rubbed his noses. Satisfied with the new bandage on his arm, he went back to the table. Sweat tracked down and he fixed his eyeglasses. His hair is wet. Rhinne wiped it and continued.
Time flowed. The woman came every day to check on him, put her arms around his neck while examining his result. She helped in the correction and guidance.
He got a great, super great experience.
This last woman of civilization was steady, strict, efficient in teaching. He slowly learns. Learn, learn and learn. Learn, learn more, learn forever. After the learning process, he flopped down like he is dying from exhaustion. She explains so easy to remember, but the speed was too high to handle. He asked without moving:
- Are you a teacher? - He asked while laughing with her - You are worse than my former teachers.
- Yes, with how many people I once guide.
She is hurting him right now, as her arm - or precisely, her entire body - is as hard as diamond. Rhinne removed her hand away, as it is just full of sharp scales that glistered with light that only exists on weapons. She shrugged and stepped back, picked up another piece of paper. She leaned on the tree. This room was very large and until now, Rhinne still doesn't know where the sunlight came from. Or maybe the gods had picked the stars then stick them in the wall of this castle, hope to create a forever wonder.
- What do you think?
- I think you have done a good job in raising trees and growing herbs.
- I want to ask about my result!
He snapped and she kept silent. The woman with horns didn't answer till the end and put it down on the table. She still wore her hard clothes that could be called leather armor, so she never needs to do ridiculous actions like being careful of skirts or put away the cape when sitting down. She extended her hand and pat him.
- I'm not a huge hypocrite who wraps their words with things like...
- Like '' I prefer honest words rather than pamper words. '' right?
- Yes. - She smiled - Anyone added it only a hypocrite themselves that they aren't even knowing it so ... you have done great.
- Hey!
He screamed and tried to punch her.
- Ahahaha!
- Stay right there!
He chased her around the room as she swiftly ran away. The waving tail made his eyes became a galaxy shape as it continued to help her change her course at bizarre timing. It was too much since the tail can help in redirecting the balance. He screamed:
- You!
- I'm here.
She made a provoking sign with her fingers as she invited him to dashed toward her. He knew it but still doing so anyways, as Rhinne is a super headstrong person. It turned to a melee battle as she and he fight with their fists. Rhinne rolled around with swollen hands reddened, as the truth that she is hard is still there.
- Aaaauuu!!
He gets up, however. But .....
- Get down here! - He jumped with both arms rising - You aren't supposed to use wings!
- You don't have wings.
He said:
- Just get down here, and.....
Dramatic music appeared in the empty air, spacious world.
- ... tell me why i can't even learn it.
She darted around in the room. Pyramids made from flimsy sticks exist in the space, revolved figure of a small needle looks like the starting point to the collapse of the worlds made from pieces of dry wood. A bunch of bombs stood at a corner of the castle.
- Because this is how it works.
Stars from afar, moon from afar, sun from afar. The ceiling of the light turned into a different universe. Pair of blue wings covered the views of the sky.
Explosions from the horizon.
Rhinne shifts his eyes in that direction. The bombs there were gone and he saw many suns near the explosion.
Childs of the universe was swallowed up by the creation of worlds. A person spread her arms to the world and to its existence, as the stars pushed the spheres of marble. The voice above the sky explained it and accept it.
- I understood it.
The person on the ground denied it.
- But if, if I continue to fight against it.....
However, it isn't entirely denied by the man. It was because he also knows about that.
- One time isn't enough, then two. If two isn't enough, then seven. Fourteen and twenty, two hundred and sixteen million. It will collapse someday .....
But he still doubts it himself, so it led to suspicion.
- Would I be able to do it?
The person in the sky confirmed it.
- You could.
The confirmation of a great being had helped a crumbling man stood up on his own. The result isn't confirmed.
- Then I will try more.
He nodded and he glared at the remnants of stars and weapons. Crumbled pieces of material and worlds seem to warn him about the future. He turned his back to it.