《The World isn't as Ugly nor Beautiful as You Think》A Training
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It feels like it’s been forever yet it’s actually been happened for a couple of days. The group finds themselves in the middle of a forest of the mountain.
“Trees, grass, soil….” Jeje sees his surrounding as he starts to sob. “IT’S THE MORTAL WORLD!” He shouts of joy that his shout sounds like the roar of a beast.
He quickly summons his phone from his hand and starts web browsing.
“What?! Kamen rider has the new brand rider already?! Chainsaw man is getting an anime adaptation?! More NTR doujin this season?! Asuna is getting raped by Issei in front of Kirito?! I’m so happy that I could be back in this world!!!!” He yelled.
Alfi then approaches him and pats his shoulder.
“Hold your horses there.”
“Hey, be a wet blanket, already? Can you give me some space?”
“I don’t mean to, but… Aren’t you aware that your shout could attract people?” Alfi asked.
“Nonsense.” Said ßenlong approaching them. “Even if someone heard that, they will run for their life in terror. The shout did hear intimidating, no?”
“No, instead, they’ll come to us.” Alfi draws Shikulo and the magic curtain immediately.
They feel something is coming to them. Alfi wears Shikulo and grabs the magic curtain. He throws it into the sky and it expands bigger that cover the whole group. As the curtain covers them, it makes them invisible.
“I’m sure that I heard something here!” Said a guy with a camera.
“I told you that there’s nothing called ghost here, you hear me?” Said someone that seems to be his company.
“You won’t believe it till you witness it!”
“I don’t as I never have! Let’s just go home before we get lost.”
“No way! I have to find at least one of them! By doing so, I can be viral and be filthy rich!”
The duo then leaves immediately seeking the “ghost” that they believe will bring them a fortune.
“Viral, eh? Looks like the common sense of mortals has shifted to the ground.” Said Jeje getting out from the curtain.
The curtain then lifts and shrinks as it flies back to Alfi’s bracelet.
“God created humans with something called ‘mind’ that makes them the smart beings ever. Yet, to make the game balance, they got nerfed as God gave them something called ‘desire’ that can turn the smartest being into the stupidest donkey ever. Some balancing, right?” Alfi explained.
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“But, Alfi, I thought you didn’t believe in God,” Cocong asked.
“I do. But, I just don’t believe in religion. That’s all.” Alfi said.
“Why?” Asked Varz.
“Varz, you do know that life can’t go with just happiness in it, right?” Alfi smiled. “You heard me, right? I do know that your past is full of misery and I don’t want to judge it by saying ‘you need to repent’ or something like that. I just hate the believers, especially those who judge people like that. Instead of putting sympathy, they choose to judge. That just worsens the situation, no?”
“As expected from the Starless.”
Suddenly a familiar figure appears from the darkness of the forest to them.
“You!” Alfi realized who he is by seeing his appearance.
“I am sorry for hitting you that day, but I just wanted to save you, Your highness Alfa.” He said politely. “Name’s Delu-Delu. I am the sage that is assigned by the ancestor to train the Alfa for his journey to protect this world.”
“Train?” Alfi raised his eyebrow.
“Yes, Let me guess, you plan for revenge, right?”
Alfi nods.
“Do you think guts is enough? They are Doki-Doki users just like you, anything can happen if you face them without any preparation. Even with you who has mastered magic, it’s still not enough.” Delu-Delu shakes his head.
“He got a point, Alfi.” Kartika approaches him. “I can tell when you fight, every time you use your power, it will cost you a lot of stamina that you will fall every time the fight is over. It means that you can’t control your power well. You always go wild with your power that you ignore the consequences you’ll have afterward.” She explained.
Alfi then sighs and says, “Ok, I’ll take it. I do know that I won’t be in their league with my current power. So, please train me.”
Delu-Delu then immediately gets something from his pocket and it’s a whip.
“ZIIP” He whipped the ground and yelled, “Sit!”
“THUD”
Something like a tree comes smashing his face and he falls unconscious. The tree was thrown by Alfi.
“What kind of joke is this?” Alfi sighed.
“Grandpa Delu-Delu?” They hear a small voice coming from the side.
When Alfi looks to the side, he finds another familiar figure.
“You are…” Alfi said.
The figure slowly approaches them. It’s the little girl that came to Alfi’s mind when he fought Franz on the seventeenth floor of Ki Bromo’s palace, Dewi.
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She looks so emotionless, she approaches the lying Delu-Delu and hits his body several times.
“Hey, what are you doing?” Alfi is about to stop her but he stops as they see Delu-Delu suddenly gets up and he seems so refreshed.
“Right, that hits the spot.” Delu-Delu is stretching his body. “Very well, follow me then.” Delu-Delu slowly walks followed by Dewi and the group.
“Why didn’t you tell me that I can heal by punching myself?” Alfi asked Kartika.
Suddenly Kartika hits Alfi’s body with her elbow.
“Ouch.”
“Feeling better?” She asked.
“You didn’t need to,” Alfi said.
Some minutes later, They enter a cave which the inside looks like a modern home studio room. They can see a gaming PC, s single bed, some sofas with a round fluffy carpet in the middle, and a display shelf of anime figures.
‘Is he really a sage?’ Alfi asked himself.
Delu-Delu takes a seat on the couch and Dewi sits next to it. He tells them to take a seat as well.
“I didn’t expect you’d escape that soon,” Delu-Delu said.
“Before that, why did you send me to the supernatural realm?”
“I beg your pardon. It’s because I wanted to test how strong you are and Lord Lucifer himself asked me to.” Delu-Delu explained.
“And, how is the result?” Alfi asked.
“Just like what your wife said. You are bad at controlling your power.”
Kartika is blushing hearing that. Alfi who sees that suddenly yells, “SHE’S NOT MY WIFE!”
“But you were having sex before, right?” Dewi asked innocently.
“YOU SAW THAT?!”
“Actually, we also recorded, it.” Said Varz giving a peace sign.
Herman is seen holding a camera with a grin on his face.
Kartika suddenly grabs the camera and throws it to the rocky wall that it breaks.
“Oops.” Herman is shocked.
Kartika takes a seat and behaves as if nothing happened.
Varz gets closer to Alfi and whispers, “I have uploaded it to our private server.”
Alfi gives them a thumbs up.
AHEM
Alfi clears his throat.
“So, back to business.” Alfi looks at Delu-Delu. “How do I train my power control?” He asked.
“Hmm…” Delu-Delu closes his eyes thinking about what to do. “How about this one?” He opens his eyes.
“Get out and find some places for your friends to stay.”
“You kick me out?” Alfi asked.
“Nah, it’s a part of the training,” Delu-Delu said.
“Ok.”
As the group is about to leave, Delu-Delu suddenly says, “Kartika, Varz, Herman, you stay.”
“Why?” Kartika asked.
“There is something I’d like to ask you here.” Delu-Delu sees Alfi, “Go on.”
“Dewi, watch them for me, okay?” Delu-Delu asked Dewi politely.
“Yes, grandpa,” Dewi responded.
As the group leaves, Delu-Delu gives Kartika, Herman, and Varz a serious look.
“It’s about the Alfa.” He said. “You are in a really bad situation right now.”
Alfi is thinking about what Delu-Delu told him to.
“Doesn’t spirit live freely in the mortal world?” He asked.
“Technically yes, but it would be better if we have a place to stay. You know, a private place where I can watch anime and hentai?” Jeje said.
“You can cum even with that body of yours?”
“Hell yeah, dude!”
“Hang on.” Buriko suddenly feels something. “Something is off.”
They can feel strange Mana around them. They can hear something like loud sound of footsteps. It enters and it is a white Genderuwo with a club.
“Who is trespassing my property?! I am the king of Genderuwo” He asked in an intimidating voice.
“Your property?” Alfi asked.
“Yes, it’s said here.” He shows a land certificate signed by him and a notary public.
“You are a spirit, you don’t need a legal document for reigning though,” Alfi said.
ROAR
The king smashes the ground to the ground and the ground shambles firing some rocks at them. Alfi quickly draws Paw-Pang from his bracelet and those orbs block the incoming rocks.
“I’m going!” Buriko is advancing ready with his ax.
CLANG
The ax and club are smashing each other that which causes a great amount of Mana explosion.
CRACK
The ax is about to break. The king manages to break it and he sends Buriko flying by giving Buriko an uppercut.
ßenlong suddenly flies and saves Buriko while Alfi comes and gives a dropping jab to the King and the king's face crushes the ground.
“Come to me!” Alfi exclaimed with an angry look.
“It’s started.” Dewi is seen seeing the face from behind a tree.
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