The Supremacy of Peculiar Dolls

He could observe with his own eyes his body parts and limbs were detached and flew to various direction once the air from within The Deity’s Gate sucked him in. The best part about entering the door was that one could undergo nauseous, zero gravity capacity which led him to The Earth, the real world where Humans and Animals lived, unharmed. The world he came from was The Dimension, the existent world based on imagination, faith, and beliefs. Even though The Humans could not perceive its actuality, The Dimension along with its residents of different kinds was there.             He would not get shocked if The Humans did not know what The Dimension was. Normal Humans would not be able to even see it from afar. Only dead Humans could enter the realm as Spirits, one type of the residents there. Other than The Spirits, there were also The Weather, The Zodiacs, The Angels, The Demons, The Deity, and many more.             “Tsk!”             He could not estimate how far his torso was to the tiny, black-pitched aperture, knowingly an exit to The Earth. His separated body parts returned to normal and while him was engrossed in watching his left hand stitching itself to his shoulder, his feet have already landed effortlessly on an uneven ground.             Judging from the murky surrounding, the cold breeze gently brushed against his face, the sound of swaying branches and immovably bushes, the dark sky with dim light source from the moon, he could at least guess he was in a (possibly abandoned) forest of The Earth. Remembering that one of The Angels, Gabriel, has told him earlier of some matters before he departed, he was certain that he has safely arrived at The Forest of Eve of The Earth.             “So, this is The Earth’s Forest of Eve, huh?” He skimmed around mainly for two motives. Firstly was to be aware of his current situation so that he could prepare himself for fights or battle. Secondly, he was basically lost.             Due to thin clothes he wore from The Capricorn Valley, the penetrating air poked deep to his spine, forcing him to squeeze his self-embrace. He never considered to dress diversely while being on The Earth – To him, The Earth was not too distinctive compared to The Dimension. It seemed like his initial assumption was unfavourable. Figuring out there was a narrow road in between bushes and tall trees, he determined to keep on walking.             Strangely, the deeper he walked into the woods, the colder the air was. From gripping more onto his self-hug, he stopped in the middle way to cope his own body to the current temperature. He just found out The Earth was significantly dissimilar than The Dimension, however the coolness was injustice. The Earth’s Forest of Eve was not supposed to be this cold.             “Is there anything happening? Or is Hebi around here?” He frowned to no one, thinking of any possible reason. He did not know Hebi could imitate The Weather’s ability. But was it because of an ability, or something uncommon occurring in the woods?             He marched forward to discover the actual source of the chilliness. He was convinced that there was an odd energy emitted from a spot, but he has not discovered where the mentioned spot was, let alone disclosing who induced it.             “Who?”             He promptly turned around as soon as an anonymous voice interrupted his paradoxically ringing ears. Did a Human just see him? A Human was not supposed to be able to perceive Dimensionals. Or has Hebi caught him red handed? He then furrowed as he saw no one behind him. He believed in his hearing since he was a Capricorn. The owner of the voice might be a formidable opponent. He fixed a stance on the spot.             “Who- you?”             The voice restated itself, but in softer volume. He could barely track down the direction it came from, then he noiselessly looked for it. Avoiding the grazing grass as much as possible, he finally reached the voice.             It belonged to a bloodily injured man, lying almost lifelessly on the bare ground. The mysterious man was half-awake, eyes fixated to the dark sky and his mouth was open all the time. He might have difficulty to breathe properly, thus he opted to inhale and exhale through his mouth instead.             The Capricorn crouched by the bloodied man, utterly disbelieving his own eyes. From the lethal damage, it was magical that he was still alive and able to talk despite the stutter.             “I’m Yeomso, a Dimensional,” It was not bad to be polite, hence he gently replied to the question, “You may not know me since I’m inhuman.”             Yeomso saw the man’s eyes shifted from staring at the blank sky to him. The man gazed at him for a while before unexpectedly curved a smile.             “You’re a Capricorn after all.”             Yeomso jolted in astonishment. Not only the dying man could see him, he could also distinguish him according to his kind in The Dimension. He was a Zodiac, coming from The Capricorn Valley in The Dimension. He had a pair of long horns on his head, proving that he was not an Earthling, yet this Human could undoubtedly say he was a Capricorn. “H- How did you know who I am?”             The man breathed heavily. His time was curbed, and Azrael The Reaper would come to fetch him anytime soon. Nevertheless, Yeomso could not ignore the fact that the man had the ability to perceive him as a Capricorn, not as a ghost, monster, or ogre.             “We learnt,” the man’s breathing was shaking. “The ten of us.”             “From who did you learn about The Capricorn?”             “It was about The Dimensionals, not about you.”             If only Yeomso could record his conversation with this man, he would do since their first second of encounter. He was perplexed at the acknowledgment. So this man knew about us, The Dimensionals? How much did he learn anyway?             “There.”             The man used his remaining might to lift his hand, indicating to a direction behind Yeomso. Yeomso trailed the direction despite baffled by the reaction.             “A hut. My sons are there.”             Yeomso was about to interrogate more, but the man’s condition was far more substantial than his curiosity. He tore a part of the man’s red-stained shirt, tied it onto the slashed wound on the stomach, and pressed on the wound firmly. Deep inside, he was embittered to find the man late. Apart of him wavered over the aid he applied on the man, while another part of him wished hard so that the man would stay alive.             “Please. Take care of my sons.”             It was obvious. The wound the man had was fatal. It basically split his body into two. He was miraculously alive believably because of his heart has not restrained from pumping. The blood profusely oozed, depleting his chance to be saved and recovered. Yeomso did not know how the body of a Human worked, yet he could not just allow the man died on him. He softly slapped at the man’s cheek to make him stay awake, but to no avail. The man has entirely shut his eyes and ceased from breathing.             He has died.             Yeomso was broken down to the death. This might meant bad luck. Soon after he arrived at The Earth, the first thing he happened to come across was the death of the mysterious man. Instead of hoping it was Hebi, he could not help but to mourn. It was unquestionably an unimaginable passing, but the most disappointing part was Yeomso, The King of Capricorn Valley, could only watch.             It did not take a long time to wait before Azrael The Reaper appeared out of nowhere and dispatched the soul of that mysterious man together with him. Yeomso watched The Reaper disappeared in the cool air without words. Tears rolled down his cheeks. His limbs shivered in disheartened. All he could think of was his son, Yagi, in The Capricorn Valley. He was fully aware that he controlled his one and only son a little too brutal. The hatred built up in his own clan was particularly noticeable, however it was his all-time plan. He would prefer the repugnance to be charged toward him so that Yagi would restore the tarnished faith and become the best King of Capricorn Valley.             Yagi, huh?             Yeomso turned to the direction where the man pointed to before he breathed out his final breath. Bracing up the courage, he inhaled and clenched his fists. “So there is a hut, huh?” Coincidentally there was a narrow path leading to the direction. Therefore, he tracked the lane, planting in the desire to help the deceased father of those orphans.             As how the man claimed, there was indeed a small dull hut located beneath a shady tree. From his judgment, Yeomso could say it might be the safest place in The Forest of Eve due to its veiled guise, or it might be the most dangerous place to get protection. The big branch right upon the roof could snap and demolish the hut completely. While his feet brought him to the hut, his skin detected the lowest temperature enveloping it. Yeomso shivered to the coldness, but he braved himself to endure it and entered the hut without greeting.             The engulfing silence accosted the puzzled Yeomso. According to the man, there should be his sons in the hut. In his view, there was no little Human available. He scanned through the inner side of the hut. It was tidy and spacious, as if there was no habitant. There was no signs of struggle, which meant the man could have been ambushed while being outside the hut. As for the sons, Yeomso had no idea whether they have escaped to save themselves, or they were abducted by the man’s enemy. Many potentiality came up which troubled The Capricorn unconsciously.             “Shhh…”             It was faint, yet apparently Yeomso could sense it. He quickly dashed to where he guessed the Shhh came from, and disclosed a hideout of the children. The identical little Humans were hugging each other, terror portrayed well in the expression, and trembling limbs in fear, as if Yeomso was an enemy they would be afraid of.             “So you’re that Human’s sons, huh?”             The children blinked surely in uncertainty. They did not know who Yeomso was talking about. Yeomso scratched his back of head, contemplating on executing his next plan – He aimed to search for any sources regarding The Dimension and its community in the hut. However, witnessing the dread on the children, he ceased.             “Listen, little Humans. Your father has died over there,” Yeomso stretched out his arm pointing the outside, “He put you under my care. Do you get it?”             The sons, believably a pair of identical twins, stared at Yeomso keenly. They were being extra cautious while confronting Yeomso, an unknown creature who happened to arrive at the secret hut, all by themselves. Seconds of digesting the news, the twins finally nodded understanding. Yeomso thumbed up and patted their heads.             “Good. Now, tell me,” Yeomso crouched in front of them, loosening the furrow on his forehead as much as he could. He was not scaring their hearts out – He just wanted them to have trust in him, “What should I do with you guys?”             The twins stared at him for mere seconds before one of them spoke, “Father once told us. If one day something happened to him, leaving just the two of us, he wanted us to find his friends.”             The other one nodded, agreeing to his sibling. Yeomso propped his chin while scheming his next plan. “Who are they? Where can we find them?”             The twins exchanged look. From their expression, Yeomso could say they, too, did not know the whereabouts of their father’s friends. Nevertheless, The Capricorn was about to sigh as the first twin broke his hug, rose, and made his way to an old five-tiered drawer. He pulled the top tier and scrabbled to find something.             “This is them.”             Yeomso fetched a file handed by the small boy. One thought came to his mind – Although this little Human seemed timid, he was quite mature compared to Yagi in The Capricorn Valley. Yagi was brave, but he was afraid of bloodshed and always finding ways in order to avoid violence. He flipped the file open, divulging its content of several pieces of white papers and a piece of photo.             “This is my father,” The boy pointed at one of the men in the picture. “They are 10 people in total.”             “And these papers are?”             “Their secret.”             Even the clue was confusing. Yeomso again scratched his head in bewilderment. One thing for sure – He did not know how to read The Earthling’s writing!             “Little boy, I can’t read. Do you know how to read this?” He had no choice but to ask.             However, the result was dissatisfying. Both the twins could not read. Plausible – They were just five years old. Yeomso pursed his lips, conflicted.             “Then, we need to study,” Yeomso closed the file and kept it into his Infinity robe. “What’s your name, little Human?”             The boy looked up at the tall Yeomso. “My name is Kouki. That’s my younger brother,” he referred to the other twin, “His name is Hiroki.”