THEOPHILUS

“They noticed us,” I uttered, and Goliath halted. He turned to me lowering his head, as he is a giant man, my great General of the Draconian Race. And he turns back his gaze to the front where enemies can’t be seen with a mere eye. But I know Goliath understood what I said.

We are dealing with the Edge Race, and what we spotted is the twin son of Progenitrim, the root of all evil. I was thinking, if we capture these brats, and make them a bait for Progenitrim to come so that I could kill him myself, hmmn, that will be a great idea. Alright then, let’s do it then.

“Let’s go General, let’s surprise them.”

“Arraight,” he growled.

Poor General, I know that he’s suffering from within, not only this Perennial War is causing our race trouble, but these Edge race have been ruling the world as the mightiest among races. A time will come that the Draconian Race will be ruling one day once my plan is complete. Just you wait, you root of evil race who proclaim yourself self-righteous while calling us scums and barbarians. We may have the look of the barbarian, but we are civilized and stronger than what you think. I turn to General Goliath, well, he is undeniably have the look of a barbarian. I think it’s him who gave us the tagged name for it, as he’s been on the front lines of this war. And with his appearance and the way he fights, it’s really raw and barbaric indeed, and from that they have assumed that all from our race are just like him. I squinted at him, he is 10 feet tall, with muscles like of a rocky mountain. His shoulder is indeed like the peak of mountains. With it’s pointed rugged rocks resting on his shoulder as his inborn mutation, it’s indeed ugly, but its power is unimaginable. And his left shoulder has been mutated as well with that of that untamed Jurassic beast’s scale, seems like he almost turned into one of them. Well I’m glad he’s still human with mutation or else I would have slaughtered him myself if he turned into an untamed beast. Goliath never felt cold, even though he’s been naked all his life, as his huge muscles have become his linen and armor. Well, he wears a steel plate as his lower garment anyhow, so he’s still on his mind to present himself with honor. His brown skin on the right side of the body just shows that he’s indeed a human, though his size is abnormal. He gripped his mammoth sword, indeed big yet, he maintains its sharpness almost every day. His sword’s size is like a slice of the moon as it glows in the night.

I pushed my hair back as the wind messed it up and fingered the two gathering threads that were hanging before my face. It’s very rare for me to come to war as I am the most important person in our race, as I was the heir to the throne of our race, the Preeminent. I know many would have attempted to cut my head and many of my strong soldiers disagreed that I came here, but they have no idea how powerful I am.

It’s time to show them who’s the strongest race and show them that it is who will rule this planet. I will end the pain that my race has been suffering. We never ask to be born in this world with these abnormalities in our bodies as we call it inborn mutations, they hated us because of it. I know that we have been experimented from the Geriatric Age just to evolve man into greatness so that we could be used for wars. Indeed, we have evolved, and the mutation was successful, a power was born in that experiment, yet they did not like the part in the body where an abnormality was showing from an animal or like an alien part of the body. They call it gross and needed us to be exterminated.

Only after winning the Planetary War during the invasion of the aliens that they decided to exterminate our race, how dare, such a crime, after they have experimented us and use us a weapon. When peace was at hand they decided to dispose of us as no longer needed as there was no more war. What a cruel race. Edge race must be annihilated!

I must calm myself, my blood suddenly boils remembering our history. I noticed a dust in my shoulder, and I tapped it off, and put my left hand on my pocket in this plain white garment-armor that I wear. I wonder how they would react when they see me, Theophilus the King of the Draconian race, without the look of a barbarian but instead a brilliant man wearing this neat garment. I really feel like the sun is ashamed of me as I shine brighter than it, this white garment is cladding me all over. Its sleeve is long until my wrist, and the clothing down reaches to my calves with an opening line in front so that I could move my legs easily in any battle situation. And the upper side is what I love the most, this garment is mixed with metal plates and protects my chest and neck with its stiff long collar with shining white color. No one will ever know that within this gallant look that I have, there are venomous vipers hidden in my body that will kill an enemy in an instant. Yes this is my proud inborn mutation.

I lifted my right hand and tapped the air in front of us, and the air and space was curled and the berth that was dark within, opened up. Goliath swallowed as he didn’t expect what he saw.

“Don’t fret General, this is one of my arts, this is a space and time portal, we will pass through this, and we will show up in surprise with those valuable brats.”

“Yej Shuperemenintz,” he replied, lifting his mammoth sword.

We both entered into the dark berth, and it’s been a while I’ve used this art. As the mouth portal closed like we’re being eaten by a giant creature, the surrounding became all dark, and the poor Goliath moan with fear again. It can't be helped that he's scared of seeing this for the first time. But he doesn’t have to worry as it will take a few seconds as the berth mouth would open up.

“What are you afraid of, General? Is being with me not enough to give you courage?”

Goliath swallowed in fear when I asked him, though it’s all dark in here, I could still see him clearly with the serpent's eye. I could kill him here if I wanted to, but that’s not necessary, it would be a waste of such a great soldier like him.

“Prepare yourself General, I heard that these brats are hell of a strong, as they are the sons of Progenitrim.”

Darkness was ripped open like the teeth of a dying creature as we were about to be puked out, and we walked through the trek. We appear just right before them. And there they are, with their jaw dropped in discomfort. I knew it, every time someone saw my space and time trek, with its ugly and unsightly view, they began to feel evil vibes and halt their attack, as it is indeed terrifying. They just stood, both of them with their faces, they have different personalities, both with red hair, these are indeed the sons of that evil man. The one in a blue vesture seems like shock in fear as I can see in his eyes of how it’s widely appalled. But the other brat who is clad with a purple cloak, seems strong and calm and now analyzing my strength and will attack soon. How glamorous of these brats.

“Don’t be reckless brother, this guy is dangerous,” said the boy in the purple cloak. He is indeed smart and perceiving of the situation.

“Don’t be frightened, both of you, I didn’t come here to fight you,” I said with them with a sly smile and lift my right hand and push my hair back as it’s getting messy again.

“Don’t be ridiculous we’re at war,” the boy in blue vesture said with narrowed eyes like Progenitrim.

I met his gaze with a smile. “In a war, talking is a necessary thing, young one.” I paused, and further my smile, “and it’s easy to identify the fools in the middle of war, because they are the ones who refuse to listen.”

I saw he gnashed his teeth, he’s been provoked, which that’s what I intended, he can’t accept that he’s indeed a fool brat.

“Stop broth---” cried the purple cloak boy when the other one boosted up and flew towards me with such speed that he thinks he can take me down. A straight attack? Kids nowadays. He spun in midair and swung his right foot with heavy strength behind it. He intends to strike me in the face.

He finally delivered his bold assault. The moment the wind calmed. His eyes were stiff with horror, as his steel kick didn’t reach my face at all. He glanced harder and I saw in his eyes, the robotic figure of confusion, analyzing what happened that he can’t comprehend. I easily block his kick with my index finger.

I smiled at him as he was held in midair, it looks like his modified body malfunctioned by what he feels in such dread, poor Edge brat. But I’m not interested in this one, as he is so naive. If I capture this one, I’m sure Progenitrim will not go after this one. What I’m fascinated about is the other brat, he is such a valuable, I’m sure that evil man will be troubled if I capture him.

I pulled my finger that was holding him in midair. And I heard a machine in confusion inside him. And he fell to the ground on his own. Pathetic.

I walked past the malfunctioned boy, and went to the other one, with both my hands now placed on my pocket. He was alarmed and took his stance. I can sense a heat gathering in him. Oh, he’s prepared. I smiled at him, but his attention was troubled as Goliath walloped the fallen boy. And he was blasted like a piece of junk.

The purple cloak boy vanished before me, and I sensed his presence above in the left, where the other boy went flying. I turned, and he was carrying him, and he was floating with his boosters pushing him up.

“How glamorous, you move so fast that you slipped through my presence,” I said with a sincere grin. I intend to compliment him on his achievement, because it’s very rare that someone creeps through me without my consent.

I pulled my right hand, gesturing to him as I opened my palm stretching out my fingers. “I did warn you, that I’m not here to fight you, but it seems your brother exposes himself as a fool.”

“Don’t call my brother a fool,” he said. “He is strong when he is calm, he only becomes reckless, when he’s out of his cool, and you provoked him.”

“Oh, did I? How glamorous.”

“What do you want to talk about Theophilus?” He asks finally.

“How glamorous, you have more manners than your brother,” I said with a sincere smile.

“Now we’re talking, I’m listening Theophilus.”

I snorted, and slipped a smile, pushed my hair up, and let two dread twigs hang before my face, “I intend not to harm you . . . because . . . I just want to capture you both,” I said with a smile and narrowed look to him above. “General!” I commanded.

Goliath jumps with haste, and even with his size, he can move in such speed indeed. And he leveled his sword in the right, he’s going to cut them. There’s no need to keep them unharmed, as they can retaliate, it’s okay to cut some legs as they are modified humans after all they won't die easily.

I sense a moving object, no, it’s a person. With this speed he can reach Goliath before he can cut them. But I just waited to see who it is.

Goliath’s mammoth sword was deflected as that thing arrived in the scene, Goliath was driven back to the ground, he landed on both his feet though.

Well, well, well, look who joins the party? It’s Edge’s General Matthew.

“Hey Theophilus, it’s been a while, I always awaits you in war, you never showed your face for years now,” their general said with a cold look as he stood in the air with his feet beaming with energy to keep him flying. His yellow hair annoys me, as it reminds me with our daily battles. His red cloak swirling and all I could think is how much blood of my race has been spilled on that. This man almost rivals my battle power. This man is glamorous indeed.

“General Matthew, how long has it been indeed?” I ask with a sincere smile.

“You never change, Theophilus, you’re still deceiving with that innocent smile.”

“That’s rude of you General Matthew, you are hurting my feelings, I was born sincere, you should at least learn to smile,” I said with a grin on him.

Suddenly a huge ship hovered down, this is one of their crap ships. I know what’s in it--Edge Lancers. They dismounted like clouds of rain surrounding us. These are modified humans. It’s been a while since I've seen their glamorous vestures. All of them are clad with white suits, almost looking like what I wear, but in their chest are the smoldering light of bones. I don’t see them carrying toys, guns or aegis. I see, so these are . . .

“General Matthew, it’s good to see you indeed, till next time.” The edge lancers dolls widened their eyes when we were eaten by the ugly mouth dearth that suddenly ripped the space apart. Except for those two, Matthew and the boy with the purple cloak, they are indeed calm and strong, how glamorous. Until the teeth of my space and time trek completely closed and their faces were gone with the darkness.