who knows

In a room, the adult man near his 40's with a white shirt and short hair was telling a story to a young man who was sitting on his bed and looked somewhat annoyed. the young man was 18 yet he had a buff body he also had a gray tshirt and long soft hair.

"Long time ago there was a king, his name was Yima, his powers were far greater than any king before him, he who ruled the world like none, he was greater than all, he knew the magic and he had a mythic cup that saw all."

the adult man kept on talking

"magic was for special people as such he created what we call meta power to replace old magic harder magic."

the young man seemed tired he closed his eyes gently.

"An ability that could rival the magic however king Yima eventually fall by the hand of another king and he was executed in front of people. after his death eventually both magic and meta fall out of popularity and people stop using them however in less than 100 years ago a group of people from an organization found remains of an old body who was still relatively fresh after those years examinations it turned out that the body had unique cells in it a scientist named Richard tried to understand them more which led to him creating a smiler thing to meta powers called lesser meta power or LMP."

even though he didn't seem interested but he stood silent.

"His research led to understanding the core of meta power which was basically a unique type cell modifier that would activate after touching humans but he too was fascinated by how complex they were. Richard managed to create a perfect meta power but he died before he had the chance to make more of people with that great power for unknown reasons."

the older man stood up and said " you Eral too have smiler cells to meta power but it's not exactly the same as the original one nor LMP! and you had it since you were born"

His joy was on a whole another level however Eral didn't seem to care " wow look how interested am I mate?" Eral said as he grabbed the book next to him.

" YOU STOLL ME, PUT ME IN HERE, TESTED ON ME AND DIDN'T LET ME CALL MY PARENT TO TELL THEM I WAS OKAY!!!"

Eral kept on going as he laid down.

"At least give me some joy not this thing or even this meaningless you know, like a video game .. just give me something fun!!"

Mellon shacked his head as he told Eral " sadly even the fact that I am here is not okay"

"none of this is okay like you are all stupid! you old donkey!"

Mellon laughed and said gently " listen... I WILL TALK TO THEM BUT IT WON'T BE A 100% CHANCE THAT THEY GRANT YOUR WISH."

Eral had a poker face as he told Mellon " aren't you like the head donkey in here? like I know you told me your sorry life was the head donkey?"

"Head doctor not head donkey, I am head doctor, not the one is in charge of this place and you are awfully really relaxed for someone who is stolen"

"maybe it's because my sad uncle had brought me here.. you brainless donkey!"

" oh sorry about that."

melon nodded and apologize as he looked down.

" But I promise you they wouldn't hurt you."

"Mellon! what now do you want me to say thank you for stealing me and testing as well as cutting my body but not killing me?"

" I...I..am... sorry.."

Mellon didn't know what to say he just stood up and got ready to leave, Eral took notice and he told Mellon " take care of yourself and we will meet you soon." his words were not driven by anger rather it was of kindness.

"huff... I know it's my job to do so."

" turn off the fan on your way out you Wazzack."

Mellon turned off the fan and left Eral to be in his prison cell also speaking of the prison cell it was as not prison cell looking as possible not just that it had a relatively high-quality bathroom, air conditioner, fan, bed, and freshwater however Eral could not leave this room since guards didn't let him.

{ ERAL POV}

After Mellon left me alone I felt truly empty nay... I have been empty.. this loneliness had affected me more since I came here with no one to talk to I have begun talking to myself in my distorted brain this madness had taken its toll on me so like every other day in this unlikeable place I think about what to do when I return back to my family as such I started to talk loudly to myself.

" Mother, father, and big sis Star you see the reason that I was missing is uncle Mellon.. he is a Blighter, a Ligger and Pillock... "

I took a deep breath " you see I have this power that I wasn't aware of it is complicated however you see.. ahh... I CAN CONTROLE MY BODY.. no no not like normal people but like I turn off one part and boost another... paa ....rrrtttt..."

I didn't need to rethink what I said.. that was a mess as such I gave it another try.

"..."

Yet it was another failure of a joke called talk I truly want to go back to Liverpool my home town.

The first month was hell however over time I stopped caring, I felt like a bovid mammal to put it simply I wake up every day have some thinking go to sleep but day by day I sleep even more than the last day, and think less on the next day. to be frank, what keeps me somewhat human is that Blighter Mellon regardless of the matter I actually didn't care enough for many things even before all this mess.

I don't know was all my case. hum...

{END OF ERAL POV}

somewhere else Mellon walked to a room with a man in a blue suit waiting for him, he threw a flash drive and the man caught it with a smile.

the room that melon walked in was fascinating, to say the least, it was so beautiful that even explaining it can not make it justice with jewelry all over the place and books made of gold not just that but a table with hologram technology on a big table in the center of the room which had six chairs around it you just wondered how rich are these people.

the man that Mellon talked to had a ring made of a big red gem, not in a cartoony way but it was understandably big. he also had long wavy hair.