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In the middle of noon, both babies sit cross-legged cutely on their bed doing meditation. 

Their cuteness is overflowing with the fluffy white robe they wear and how serene their face is like some old master doing his best at his best expertise. Yet somehow, there is also some sort of rivalry between them in the picture that made them even cuter.

Exhales~

“His breathing finally becomes finer.” Bertrand opened his eyes and carefully felt Martian breathing, ‘Mad at a small joke and not hearing any advice and wasting five months of life!? God, how more hard-headed this bull can be?!’

Inhale~

exhales~

Martian breathing changes or rather he ceases to make sound, neither while he inhales the air nor when he expels it; just like how the dead were.

“Aha, he found his way to hell” Bertrand was in glee and full of anticipation about will going to happen.

Opening his eyes, Martian suddenly found himself hovering in the dark world. All is dark except a gargantuan glowing baby in a cute cross-legged position like buddha, “Is that, ME?” Martian is stunned at what he saw.

[Don’t be scared, Martian. I’m near you to guide you. Out of body experience is not some scary thing. At least with me around.]

Out of nowhere, Bertrand's voice played Martian head.

“Huh, where did this wanker voice come from? Is this out of body experience? Is this a real thing? Cool!” Martian's face is full of joy at a new experience, yet his eyes are wavering as if he is worried about something. 

[Don’t be scared, Martian, just breath, breath…]

“Scared? Me?” perplexedly, Martian pointed his finger to his face while staring around him.

“It’s just dark space and with another me glowing like Buddha…? Martian stopped and savouring his words “ That definitely sounds crazy?! Where in heaven is me?”

[Now I can feel it, the scared soul of yours…Kukukuku…]

Martian rolled his eyes at Bertrand's voice, “There...There is no way I will scare about this!” Martian stammering and his voice wavering. "Just tell me wanker, what I need to do next?”

Quite

“Damn, he and his pranks games!” Martian folding his body and hugging his knee, “Yawn… better just wait for the idiot to end his dry prank… you pranking me, right?”

Martian began feeling nervous and restless. He feels like something will come out and take him to hell.

“I swear to burst your balls when we met again! You better talk before…” Martian threat gets no response and makes him more restless, “I’m fucking Nyctophobia! I fear the darkness! You better…. Talking… pretty please…”

[Did you just say please?]

“You can hear me?” Martian face changed after hearing Bertrand annoying voice again, "Can we talk?"

[I-I c-an’t Hear… I’m sorry reception, seems terrible. You will get ejected in an hour, so please enjoy the darkness…Ciao!]

“What?! wait, wait, please wait!!” Martian got no response, “What a dick he is!!”

In the real world, He rolls around the bad and crazily laughs as he remembers Martian terrified face, “Goo goo goo~”

Bam!

“Arrg...” while rolling around, Bertrand right foot hit the newly guard rail of his bed. “Why does karma always hit me really quick?”

Looking at Martian, who was still in meditation, Bertrand felt some prick in his heart, “Yes, I know I will help him stop stabbing my heart!”

Inside the dark world, Martian is hugging his knees. He didn’t dare to make a move. The cute glowing baby looks like Chucky in his eyes. He can feel a cold aura all over his body, all his hair raised, and his mind is a mess as his dark childhood memory comes back flooding in his mind.

[Ahem… You there? Seems the connection is back up…]

Martian was still engrossed in his own fear.

[No response? Fine then…]

“WAIT! Wait, wait, keep talking to me!” registering Bertrand's voice, Martian, quickly, stand up as if he found his messiah.

[Don’t yell! I can’t hear you! Kukuku…]

“What a dick!” Martian fumes are back with Bertrand around to fuel them, and it's melting some of his fear of the dark away.

[Don’t make that face, I can’t truly hear you, but I could easily guess what you do or what you gonna say like flipping my hand.]

“Yawns, that’s bullshit! Quickly tell me what I need to do in here or how to get out of here. Don’t joke around, pretty please.” fearing Bertrand will leave him again, Martian trying to humble down his ego.

[Tch.. no fun. As I said before... did I say it? Ah, whatever, you are in your mind world. It’s not real, but those glittering balls around your gargantuan body are real things, that is mana.]

Martian saw countless little balls of any colours glittering and hovering near his gargantuan glowing body.

“Yes, I can see them in a rainbow of colour. Then what?”

[Grab the grey one and bring it to the place between your eyebrows, the glabella.]

“Is it the third eye thing? Cool!” Martian is back to being himself as he is excited over new experiences he will go through. Though the real reason was Bertrand presence makes his mind can't think of anything else, and in some sense calming his mind down.

[Go! Don’t act like a scaredy-cat. I got your back, so don't cry like mama boy.]

Under reassurance that sound like insults from Bertrand, Martian gets himself flying to his gargantuan body and scanning around for the grey ball.

“No grey ball in sight! But there are a bunch of red balls.” Martian stretches his hand and want to touch a red ball in front of him.

[If I’m you, I will not touch that red ball, that one is fire mana. When you touch it, say bye to your hand.]

Swishs

Martian hurriedly pulls his hand back. "Heaven! Why you did not just spew all that you know! I almost roast my hand! Wait…” a realisation suddenly comes to Martian, “You not only can hear me, but you can see me too? All this fucking time?”

[Will you believe me when I say no?]

“Fucking NO!” Martian's face becomes red when he pictures Bertrand having fun looking at how terrified his face is and how scaredy-cats he was before. ‘I need to find the grey one! And quickly beat this jerk!’

His blazing rage from embarrassment fuelling Martian to forget his own fear of darkness. He flew around all over his own glowing body. From the cheek to the nose, goes up to the eyes, and then to the hair. Yet no grey one he can find.

“There is no grey one! You better not prank me and merely drop not available colour, so to make me busy goes around like idiot?! Spill it now! Is it another prank of yours?!”

[Come on, did I ever lie to you?]

Quiet

Martian rolled his eyes and scoffed at Bertrand question.

[Ahem… You may want to the left nose hole… kukuku]

Bertrand quickly changes the subject and drop a nasty bomb at Martian plate.

“God in heaven! You already knew all along that the grey one is hiding in the nose hole? Wait, nose hole?!!” Martian feels nauseous at the mere thought. Though so, Martian still flies to the tip of the nose as he is afraid to be called ou as scaredy-cats for months to come if he does not even go near the nose.

Urrrrp~

Ruuuurps~

Martian spectate that air and many mana balls are inhaled or expelled by the nose.

[Just go, you will not feel stink nor will be inhaled by the nose, but the image and the stickiness still there… beware… Kukuku…]

“If you, lying, quickly spill it or if I find nothing inside, I truly will kick your ass for real this time!” Martian threatens Bertran while at the same time putting his feet in the air current and seeing if the air current had any effect on his imaginary body. "The air current just passing my feet like it never been there."

[Just go it's in the hair number four from the entrance, it’s covered by your delicious white cream…. Kukukuku]

Ignoring the part of the white cream thing, Martian steeling his heart and flying into the left nose hole. The first thing that comes into his sight is a huge long black stalagmite like thing with some white slimy liquid covering it, “Eurrg... Eurrrgh..” Martian can feel his body shuddering and his stomach churning.

“The hair number four” though he feels repulsed it, escaped is out of option. Martian could only fortify his heart and hypnotise his mind that it all is nothing and it can be done quickly and get out quickly.

“There it is!” Martian found the grey ball at the root of hair number four right near the ceiling. But half of the ball was covered by a white slimy thing. “Just take it!” with a yell and his head looking at another way, Martian grabs the grey ball and feels a sticky and slimy thing, tickling his hands.

Whoosh

Martian quickly flew out of the nose hole. His face all folded with many veins bulging. He keeps his head up while his hands are down.

“It’s the black dent on glabella?” Martian quickly flew to the glabella where he saw a black dent before without waiting for the answer from Bertrand.

[Yes, just put it in the dent. Don’t ever you dare touch me without washing your hands after this!]

“Don’t worry, I will leave all slimy things, and it’s factory reserved for your skin lotion!” curt Martian.

Martian put the grey mana ball to the dent and then quickly, go away and flew around while shaking off the slimy thing from his hands.

POP!

The grey mana in the dent suddenly popped and burst greyish mist from inside it, and the grey mist is then absorbed by the dent.

Silence~

Nothing happens even after all the mist already inhaled by the dent, “Now what?”

[Put your right hand on the dent, but don’t touch anything else besides the door.]

Martian put his hand into the dent, and his world went black.

Shwoom

Martian body imaginary body disappeared from the glabella.

Shwoom

Martian body suddenly appears in a strange place. Where shiny light keeps passing him by like a shooting star. “Whoa, It’s so beautiful~”

Though the shooting star looked so beautiful, Martian didn’t dare touch any of them. Even without caution from Bertrand, any senseless people know those shootings can’t be trifled with.

Zoom~

All the light from the shooting star goes away, and only a dark world is left behind.

“Where does the door be? " seeing nothing but darkness, again Martian become restless.

Tsss tsss

Out of nowhere, some hissing sounds of fire are sounded around Martian, and many torches are lit up.

“Why suddenly I’m in a room? Where in heaven is it?” Martian looks around and finds himself actually is inside an empty room. Nothing can be found other than a wall, torches, and a door.

“This a door, he said?” the door Martian found is jet black created from an unknown material. There is no engravement nor decoration on the door, other than two golden circles with a hand dent in where the door handle should have.

“So I need to put my two hands here? Bertrand not cautioning me anything about the door then I should be safe. I had to say it, but he will never put me in danger even if I'm the one who has killed him...”

Without thinking much about it, Martian put his hand on both dents, and the door suddenly lit up in red molten lava colour. Many golden lines like cracks suddenly appear in the door, and creating an image of a ferocious red lion appears in it. The lion is spewing fire from its mouth.

Roar!

Martian can hear the booming sound of the lion in his ears, and with this sound, the door is opening by itself.

WOOOM WOOOM

In the real world outside, right after the door is opening, Martian cross-legged body levitates in the air. Some fire comes out from Martian body and covers his entire body; as if he was a demon child in the flesh.

“heh heh…” Bertrand chuckles at the fire show created by Martian, “He old enough, and yet he still loves to play with fire.”