The DarkHole Laboratory
The Race of Peri Regulas
"Hi, please Your Majesty" with a trembling body, afraid. Regulas serves drinks to Marzon, from a group of his race who peek from the top floor he knows that Marzon is the king of his place.
It's easy not to work with the hypnotic magic they use. Marzon casually broke through the barrier that their ancestors had made.
Dozens of eyes peeked from all sides towards them, Marzon could feel them.
"Now tell me, get rid of my boredom" Marzon said. He wanted to know about this illusory light. Why are so many of them out there scared to get in here.
"Cer, what story is Mu, Mulia" Regulas. Fear is also confused.
"About those who are afraid will enter into the illusory light." Regulas widened his eyes, he painstakingly swallowed his saliva.
"I, that ... it .. " it stamped.
"You hypnotized them" Marzon guessed.
Regulas looked away, he was discovered, not daring to look at Marzon.
"Regulas, you have nothing to fear, I will protect you" For some reason Marzon felt a strong impulse to say that his awareness helped this dwarf race.
"Tell them down, I won't eat you" Marzon chuckled, Regulas shuddering in horror at Marzon's joke.
"I wait, call them all here, Regulas" again, Marzon sees a little movement, he's still waiting.
Marzon grabbed the cup and took a sip, "Hem ... What is this? It's refreshing." Marzon gulped the liquid back down the toilet.
"I want more" he thrust an empty cup at Regulas with a surprised face.
"What is water really?" Regulas is not evil, he just wants to protect his race. Habits.
It is the liquid of honesty. Will react to the body of a creature that has evil intentions when it enters into the illusory light.
Just like Marzon who changed into a human being, it turns out he has absolutely no signs of evil humans. It was proven that nothing happened to him after drinking the liquid.
The most visible effect, after drinking the liquid, if they had evil intentions, they would feel a great fear of whatever they feared.
Then they'll be dazed. And when they came out, in their memories, they met something that traumatized them.
Hence those who managed to get out must have brought a creepy story and it would spread by word of mouth to all the inhabitants of the underworld beyond the illusory light.
After realizing Marzon was unchanged, they gradually approached, there was even a figure running towards him, he had a smaller body, wearing a pink tutu skirt with long blonde hair braided in two, and he had a smaller body, also a matching ribbon with her tutoring skirt. He stood in front of Marzon.
He smiled at Marzon.
"King, are you King of the underworld?" Plain asking.
The little boy walked over, standing in front of a chair that looked big in front of him. It was rather difficult for the boy to climb up the chair next to Marzon.
"I'm Sibra" introduced myself. After he had managed to sit in his place. Many were curious about the boy's interaction with Marzon, they got closer, wanting to know what the little boy was doing.
"The water you drink is the liquid of the King's honesty, whoever drinks it will surely become a terrible monster and will prey on us, little boy. Mom always nagged me if I got close to those monsters" Marzon stared at Regulas looking for justification.
Regulas once again, threw his gaze away at the spot.
"So are you afraid of me? I've drunk that liquid of honesty."
Sibra just shook her head, "You're different from them, those monsters"
She twined her pink skirt. "Different?"
"Yes ... You're not rampaging and evil, so you're really a king?" Ask innocent.
"I'm the new King of this world" Marzon somewhat awkwardly calls himself King. But seeing and feeling closer to one of the races in the underworld, other than Rooth made his heart happy.
He stroked the head of Sibra. "So if I'm not scary, can we be friends?"
"You want to be my friend" cried Sibra pleasures.
"You are a king, and your place .. jaauuuhhh .. there" he appointed the barier.
"Yes, I will take you to my place of residence" Marzon saw, he was mobbed by the fairies. They appear to be many and many forms. The same, only their ears tapered upwards. With a small body.
"Said Mom, it's dangerous, I can't" Sibra lowered her head in a soft voice. Marzon looked back at Sibra the little boy bowed lethargic with his hands twisting the tip of his toad.
"Why? I can take you there, if you want"
"Really!" Sibra looked up quickly at him with sparkling eyes.
"Can't!" A loud cry rang out from the end, he saw, the fairy race with a stick in her hand that helped him walk, the old man wearing glasses, he stepped forward Marzon. His face looks angry.
It also appears behind him a woman clenched her hands together in the chest, she looks worried about something.
"MOM" Sibra got off her seat immediately. And his mother stretched out her hand and closely approached Sibra. He was terrified that Sibra was too close to the alien that was enjoying her third cup.
"Granpa D" exclaimed Regulas.
Tbc.
