Part 0: Do you want to play hide and seek?

Warning: This story decipits sexual activities within its content. Read at your own risk.
== Chapter 1: The Fallen Star ==
Everything began in year two thousand and ten, with a man who was wandering the streets of Catanzaro, an italian city. He was about one meter and eighty centimeters tall, had green wavy mullet hair and two round eyes with two pupils of different colors: the one in the right eye was black while the one in the left eye was green, just like his hair. His face was oval, his little nose was straight, his skin was pale and smooth, his lips were shelf and pinkish, his cheeks were empty as he was quite slim and his jawline was well-defined. He was robust and adorned a rigid posture. His hands were full of scratches with short nails while his arms and legs were long and robust. He wore a black scientist cotton coat, a white leather shirt underneath, a green wool tie, black denim jeans, and white and green rubber sneakers. 
Yet nobody ever managed to explain who he was and why he had that weird look. The only thing that was known about him was that he came out from nothingness, like a ghost in research of revenge. Many started to relate him to demons or any possible malignant entity known to man until now.
He entered the bar, walking rigidly and calmly, pushing doors of pine wood with iron handles tinted with yellow and glass resembling windows on their upper side. The bar was all crafted from pine wood, including the many tables and chairs spread across all its area, and the longer barman table, that was put at the bottom of the room. There were many fridges full of alcohol behind the barman's table, and five long stools in front of it. 
“Oh? Hello there, sir Bob!” The barman greeted him joyfully. The barman was around one meter and eighty centimeters tall. He was slim and robust. He had an oval face, a fair, smooth skin, green hair with a korean mullet with a semi-leaf cut, red round eyes, a curved nose, a little mouth with small and pinkish lips, robust cheeks and a defined jawline. He had a rigid posture. His limbs and hands were average-sized while his nails were cut with precise care. His chest was flat, his waist defined and his hips straight. He wore brown, formal leather shoes, and cotton clothes: black, straight pants, a bowtie, a white shirt with braces and a denim black jacket."
“Do you take the usual?” he asked with a wink.
“Double this time…” Bob replied with a look lost in his thoughts and worry.
“Something is wrong? Have you been fired from your new job?” the barman asked while he prepared two glasses of Vodka with mastered and pre-thought movements.
“Uh? No… no… I was just thinking about something…” Bob answered before sitting on a chair near the table. The barman gave him two Vodkas.
“Did they at least tell you what it is about?” the barman asked.
“Actually no, they didn't inform me, nor did I do research. I don't even have a phone,” Bob answered while drinking his first Vodka.
“Tell me the name of the agency,” the barman replied.
“Oh, sure, it is named... mmmh… I don't know,” Bob said as he drank the second Vodka.
“Oh come on! How did you get this job in the first place?” the barman asked with a surprised look.
“Good question, I don't have an answer,” Bob answered.
“Argh… well, now that I think about it, you never told me your full name,” the barman said.
“It’s Dr. Bob Omega,” Bob replied.
“Doctor?” asked the barman.
“No, Dark Rain,” Bob answered as he got up.
“Welp, I gotta go, see you around!” Bob greeted the barman and then went away. He went towards a hidden lab. The air was dark and negative, causing Bob to be very uncomfortable as he knew nothing about this stupid and arcane place. He entered the lab, it was really dark but footsteps could be heard. Probably some scientists who were making some experiments with the lights off. He didn't forge questions in his mind and began to walk straight, hoping to not hit anything or anyone.
Where the fuck is the boss’ office… Bob asked himself while walking in the dark.
“Are you searching the boss office?" a scientist asked.
“Yes… Could you tell me where it is?” Bob asked the scientist who guided him towards the boss office.
“Now you just need to enter, see you around,” the scientist said before going away.
“A thousand thanks!” Bob thanked before then entering the office. The room was dark, just like the rest of the lab. There only was one figure who could be seen... well, only its black eyes could be seen.
“You are Ron Ozeta?” the figure asked.
“Uh… it's Bob Omega…” Bob answered.
“Welp, nice to meet you Ran Ozeta, I am the CEO of this place,” the figure replied and then turned on a reflector by simply snapping his fingers. A woman appeared below the reflector. She was around one meter and seventy centimeters tall. She had an oval head with a fair and soft skin; her cheeks were soft and adorable. Her nose was little and cut; she had round, red eyes and white eyebrows; her hair were white and she arbored a side swept bangs haircut; her lips had a red labellum and were little and adorable; her jawline was defined and her mouth was tiny and cute. She stood decently, adorning huge breasts and a slim body; her hands were small but had long, red nails. She wore a white, leather scientist coat and shirt; she also wore gray jeans, black, "sexy", thick and tight socks, and black high heels.
“I introduce to you… my daughter, Rose! She will be your guide for the beginning of your work there,” the CEO explained.
“Oh… thank you…” Bob thanked her. Rose would then walk towards him with grace and cuteness, the reflector following her, before she offered her hand which Bob catched for a handshake.
“Will be a pleasure to work with you!” Rose shouted joyfully.
“Uh… the pleasure is mine,” Bob replied. Rose started to walk towards the exit door.
“Let's start the tour!” Rose shouted before exiting the room with Bob who followed her into the laboratory whose lights had turned on. They stopped in front of a room full of children who were playing. The room looked like a mix between a playground and a research lab: there were huge plastic play slides and toy-houses, unobtrusive, tiny iron cameras, and iron computers of average size. Bob was disturbed; he really couldn't understand the meaning of all this.
“You might be wondering what those kids are doing here, right?” Rose asked with a genuine smile.
“Well… yeah,” Bob answered.
“Those children have got cancer or similar illnesses… we are trying to find the perfect cure for them but since then… no success,” Rose explained.
“Oh, I see…” Bob replied.
“I have to move on…” thought Rose while she grabbed a special, genetically modified black rose which was in one of the pockets of her coat, and then pointed the sharp part of it towards Bob’s back. At the beginning, she hesitated, but after two seconds, she stabbed it, searching the vertebral column to wound it with the sharper-than-diamond spike. Bob remained silent. He felt all the blood slide down his back, but his vertebral column was still complete and intact; it didn't even have a scratch.
“W-what?! How is it possible?!” Rose exclaimed in confusion and panic while she continued stabbing Bob.
“What do you think you're doing, Rose?” Bob asked while he looked at Rose straight in her eyes. Rose walked backward until the wall hindered her.
“W-wait! I can explain!” Rose panicked in pure fear while Bob walked towards her.
“Then do it,” Bob replied with a furious look but, sadly, instead of an answer, Rose threw the black rose towards Bob’s face, who simply blocked it with his hand. The black rose stayed blocked on the hand, stabbing it without yet having the opportunity to break its bones.
“HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT YOUR BONES ARE SO RESISTANT?!” Rose asked, shocked by the resistance of Bob’s bones. He instead looked at her with sadness.
“I wonder why you are doing all of this…” he asked while he always went closer and closer to Rose before stopping when he was only a few centimeters before her. Rose lost her balance from Bob’s simple stare and fell on the floor.
“STAY AWAY FROM ME!” Rose shouted while she could smell death getting closer to her at each second that passed by; it was as if Bob was enveloped by an aura of death and destruction.
“Please don't kill me…” Rose begged in pure terror while Bob stretched his hand towards Rose’s forehead.
“W-wait… p-please!” Rose shouted as if death was about to touch her. Yet, when Bob touched her forehead, nothing happened.
W-what? Rose asked herself while trembling with fear.
“Listen… you don't look like a bad girl…” said Bob before crouching down in front of Rose.
“I know nothing about you, about those kids, about the boss or the other scientists, but… I would like to know more about you…” he added before hugging Rose, the warmth of their bodies overwhelming each other while the death aura, which Rose was perceiving, turned into a feeling of affection, perhaps even the only one she ever felt, which could be guessed by her cries.
“What's wrong with you now?” Bob asked, worried.
“Bob… promise me something…” Rose said.
“What?” Bob replied.
“If I tell you the secrets of this place… make sure nobody discovers them except you,” Rose explained.
“Uh… sure… I promise!” Bob promised.
“Good! Then let's start…
We are the Saviors Corporation. We are a group of researchers who try their best to find cures for cancer or similar illnesses. My father, the CEO of this place, got the 'brilliant' idea to stop with that 'bullshit' and to start making experiments on our patients, giving them false hopes.
Afterwards, we discovered the existence of powers in each of our patients. Sadly, we don't know how to awaken them yet, and we created a plan for when we will… when we will kill the patient who will give us success. This process will also be used on the employees, the CEO being the first, I the second and then whoever will have the courage to try it.
After all of this, we will prove the Multiverse Theory and take control of it forever,” Rose explained while Bob looked at her surprised. 
“It's a folly,” Bob said. Although he didn't mean it by himself, his instinct was shouting it in his insides, and hence he spoke.
“I know… I don't want to do it… but if I don't, he will kill me…” Rose replied while swinging on herself.
“Listen… it isn't a true folly, the problem is that you mortals— wait what I'm saying... is that we, mortals, cannot do such things…” Bob explained as he remained perplexed from the words he expressed himself. Rose stayed silent until an alarm began to play; the red lights turned off and on continuously. 
“Sorry Bob…” Rose said.
"Uh… why?” Bob asked, confused.
“You are about to see what happens to those who don't die during our experiments…” Rose answered before standing up, with Bob following her before looking towards a door at the end of a corridor: a monstrous, three meters tall man stood there; his body was slimmer than a skeleton, his bald face was oval and arbored fully-white skin, his round eyes were red and crying blood, his nose and lips were ripped off, showing bloody gums, with his mouth being bigger than a door, and his cheeks were empty; his posture was crooked, his feet and hands were bigger than his mouth and adorned one-meter-long claws, his legs measured around one meter and half and his rib cage pierced out of his slim chest; his movements showcased outbursts of anger, torment and suffering and he was killing people.
“ATTENTION, ATTENTION! EXPERIMENT SIX MILLION SIX HUNDRED FIFTY-TWO THOUSAND EIGHT HUNDRED TWENTY-NINE IS GONE!” a speaker warned. Everyone panicked and the scientists ran away while locking the children and the patients in their special rooms.
“We don't save them?” Bob asked.
“They will die anyway,” Rose answered, taking Bob's hand; she wished to at least save him, the only person she trusted as for now. Towards him, she didn't feel normal affection... no, it was something more important, it was love.
“Hurry up, let's go away!” she added before running with Bob towards the exit. However, as they were one centimeter away from the door, Bob instinctively pushed Rose outside the lab. The door then closed and he remained locked inside. The CEO appeared behind him.
“Brave from you to remain here,” the CEO said while holding a black knife.
“You're insane… Let's end this quickly!” Bob replied and then looked straight in the CEO’s eyes, the only visible part of his body.
“I wouldn't say insane… It’s just that, to achieve my goals, I need to be cruel and beyond human logic,” the CEO said with a serious look. His shadow suddenly stretched and enlarged itself while the lights were being darkened as the deep, dark and starless night fell, comparable to a void darker than anything.
“I'm sorry Zon, but now you are in my Kingdom of Shadows!” he added while a white smile formed on his face.
“It is Bo—” Bob replied before getting stopped by a dark tentacle which pierced his neck. Bob screamed in pain and asthma due to the breath problems the tentacle was giving him.
“What's wrong? Not acting cool with your weirdly indestructible bones anymore?” the CEO asked with a grin.
“Eh?! COME ON! SHOW ME YOUR REAL LOOK, GOD OF DEATH!” the CEO shouted before stabbing Bob in the heart, yet he gave no hint of dying.
“What are you talking about..?” Bob asked before getting punched on the jaw.
“COME ON! ATTACK ME!” the CEO shouted. Suddenly, Bob saw everything in slow motion.
I have a strong sensation of déja-vu… Bob thought as he began to see infinite strings of different colors, but he didn't manage to touch one and passed away.
After some hours, he woke up, hung up, yet not dead nor was he dying. The CEO was in front of him, asking many questions to himself about Bob’s incredible resistance against everything.
“What do you want from me..?” Bob asked.
“You see… I saw that Rose feels attraction towards you and so I wondered… wouldn't it be nice to have a grandchild to use for my experiments?” the CEO explained as a reflector suddenly turned on and a completely naked and tied up Rose, who was sitting on a chair, appeared.
“You… you are insane…” Bob replied with worry. The CEO gave a karate circular kick to Rose's face as she fell from the chair.
“Wake up, bitch,” the CEO said before picking her up by the hair.
“I was awake already…” Rose replied while she resisted the need to scream of pain.
“Shut up. Try not to make too many noises while you rape this asshole,” the CEO said to Bob as he threw Rose towards him.
“Rose… A-are you fine?!” Bob panicked while he tried to break the rope around his neck, which was getting tighter each time he tried.
“SHIT!” Bob screamed in pain while the CEO simply looked at them.
“I am out. If I come back and see you didn't fuck… I'll kill you both,” the CEO threatened before freeing Rose and going away.
“R-Rose…” Bob said, worried.
“I'm sorry Bob… but I don't want to die…” Rose replied with sadness in her voice while she began to remove Bob’s jacket.
“Wait!” Bob shouted. Rose hugged him and cried.
“Don't hate me please…” Rose begged before cutting off the rope which kept Bob hung up, freeing him from its grip.
“I know that this will be a rape but… could you imagine it isn't..?” Rose asked with tears in her eyes. Bob sighed and then hugged Rose.
“Only if you promise to marry me… if I have to get a child, I want to be married,” Bob answered, their bodies heating each other, giving a sensation of comfort and love. Bob wasn't really interested, but he didn't want a son before marriage.
“I… I promise!” Rose promised. Without hesitation, the two immersed into a passionate kiss. At this point, they didn't care anymore if they were forced to procreate; it was all genuine now, it was all perfect.
“I love you…” Bob said while Rose removed his last clothes. Now their naked bodies were in front of each other. Rose decided to dominate and laid Bob down on the floor while she sat on his rib cage.
“Are you ready?” Rose asked while biting her lip. She stared at him with lustful eyes.
“Always ready for you~” Bob said in a flirty way while Rose placed her clitoris right on the tip of Bob's dick.
“Oh my God… it's a fantastic feeling… and I didn't even put it inside~” Rose said with joy in her voice. Without any further delay, Rose managed to insert Bob’s dick onto herself. Rose began to moan softly while she felt Bob’s dick entering in her most vulnerable parts. From Rose’s uterus, some blood came out.
“Happy to be your first time…” Bob said before laying Rose on himself. The two hugged each other and Bob thrusted his dick into Rose, who moaned louder and louder.
“I’d like this to last forever!” Rose shouted in pure joy while she rode faster and more violently.
“Wow… You are enjoying it, hehe~” Bob replied before tightening the grip of their hug.
“Are you about to reach the limit?” Rose asked with emotion, her eyes shining from the wish of being filled.
“Y-yes…” Bob replied.
“Let’s come together at the same time!” Rose suggested with joy.
“S-sure!” Bob shouted with the same joy. Bob cummed in Rose while she reached the orgasm. She was drooling from the pleasure of being filled by Bob’s hot cum. The two stayed hugged even after they finished their new experience.
Some hours later, the CEO came back and saw them having wild sex.
Oh my God… I didn’t think she would enjoy it that much, the CEO thought. Even when the two young lovers saw him, they ignored him and continued to procreate.
After a whole day of reproduction, the two stopped, yet continued to hug each other.
“Did you take the pregnancy test?” Bob asked while hugging Rose.
“Not yet… I’m too scared,” Rose answered.
“Rose… Listen… I will stay here with you forever!” Bob said, reassuring her. Rose then decided to take the test, which resulted in a positive. Rose and Bob were full of joy.
“What do we call our son?!” Rose asked with joy.
“I don’t know… What about… Rayan?” Bob suggested. Rose hugged and kissed him with passion.
“I love it…” Rose replied with a look of affection. Suddenly, Bob was shot in the head. However, his skull was still complete. He looked around and saw the CEO.
“OH COME ON!” the CEO shouted before throwing away the gun he had just used.
“Dad! Why did you do that?!” Rose asked with anger.
“Experiments,” the CEO replied, shrugging.
“Oh, I almost forgot!” he added before showing them a paper on which was written the analysis of the patients’ powers.
“We found the sixth sense… we found the power!” he announced.
“Now you can awaken powers?!” Rose asked incredulously. 
"Exactly, bitch!” the CEO answered joyfully.
“Shit!” Bob shouted. Darkness then covered the CEO’s body and merged with his essence, creating tentacles of darkness which grabbed Bob and slammed him everywhere in the room.
“DAD STOP! DON’T KILL MY—future—HUSBAND AND THE FATHER OF MY CHILD!” Rose begged while trying to grab Bob.
“Who cares?! Rayan will die anyway!” the CEO shouted. Suddenly, Bob destroyed every tentacle around him. The aura of death which Rose felt before falling in love could be felt again.
“Try to only touch Rayan and Rose… AND I'LL KILL YOU!” Bob shouted before throwing himself towards the CEO. Bob went for a direct punch which completely obliterated the CEO’s right ear. Suddenly, Bob took a syringe from his coat’s left pocket that was left on the ground, and poked the CEO's right eye.
“HEY WAIT, WHAT THE FUCK?!” the CEO shouted only to understand, but too late, what Bob was going to do.
“Goodbye, piece of shit!” Bob said as the syringe absorbed the CEO as he and his darkness were now trapped inside it.
“Wait… But then…” Rose said, shocked.
“Yes. We are free,” Bob declared. Rose cried in joy and hugged Bob.
“Kiss me, my love…” Rose said before getting kissed passionately by Bob as he also began to feel love.
“What was your father’s name?” Bob asked.
“I have no idea… I know as much if not less than you about him…” Rose answered.
“Then I will call him… Shadow,” Bob replied as his aura of death vanished to give more comfort to Rose.
After nine months, the two married each other, and Rayan was born, spreading immense happiness in the young couple. His power was the possibility of manipulating blood. Rose was discovered to be able to manipulate ice, while Bob seemingly had the powers of the Grim Reaper.
After a year, Vincent was also born. He was able to manipulate will-o'-the-wisps while his sister, Tamara, born one year after him, had a really flexible body and was able to use a type of magic called Purple Mastery, which basically allowed her to create weapons with the energy of love and sexual lust, as long as manipulating gravity.
Five years later, a man knocked at the door of the family.
“Will you open the door, Rose?” Bob asked while he washed the dishes.
“Yes, don't worry,” Rose answered before opening the cherry wood door, holding the iron handle tinted with yellow. A robust, muscular, one meter and seventy centimeters tall man, who had an oval face with brown skin fade, brown spiky hair, round black eyes and black eyebrows, a crooked nose and a huge mouth with pinkish lips, stood before the door. He had empty cheeks and a defined jawline. He had huge hands with short nails; his chest was huge and imposing. He had a crooked posture. He wore a black, cotton waxed jacket, a red, regular leather shirt, black loose fit jeans, and red and white rubber sneakers. He entered the house and pushed Rose away from his sight, who fell.
“What the hell?!” Rose shouted while she got up.
“Hey! Be careful!” Bob said angrily.
“I'm here to exchange your children for money,” the man said with a threatening look.
“You are kidding right?” Bob asked before going towards the room of his adored childs and staying still right before it, putting himself in a defensive position in front of it.
“I’m not kidding. I can also sell a child if you want! The only one I managed to take… It was so fun to kill her parents!” replied the man as the little girl he talked about entered. She was around one meter and five centimeters tall and was slim yet robust. She had an oval face, fair skin, red shag hair, round red eyes, a little, adorable nose, and soft cheeks; her jawline was defined and her mouth was little and had pinkish little lips. Her chest was quite flat. Her arms and legs were weak but graceful; her hands were really tiny and had slightly long nails. She had an average posture. She wore a lone, dirty, long and white dress made of human skin. She had injuries everywhere, on her arms, legs, cheeks and even on her neck; these injuries, if they weren't healed quickly, could kill her.
“Holy God!” Rose shouted before hugging the little girl.
“Are you hurt?! Is it his fault?!” she added before pointing at the man. The little girl nodded and cried.
“Filthy piece of shit…” Rose said angrily. She then picked up the little girl and began to reassure her.
“Don't worry… everything will be fine! What's your name?” Rose asked with a friendly look.
“L-Lara…” the little girl answered with a voice not much louder than a whisper. Her voice hid hurt and fear.
“My name is Rose…” Rose replied as she then stared at Bob.
“Are you serious?” Bob asked.
“Just do it!” Rose shouted. Without hesitation, Bob threw himself towards the man and punched him.
“Hey man, calm down!” the man exclaimed before pushing away Bob. The man stood up and picked up a knife from his pocket. It had a black handle and a really sharp, iron blade.
“How did you da—” the man said before getting interrupted by Rose who pierced his heart with an icy stalactite.
“You… you will pay for this…” the man said before falling on the floor, lifeless.
“T-thanks…” Lara thanked before crying on Rose’s shoulder from the trauma now stuck in her mind, which was seeing her own parents getting murdered right in front of her eyes.
“Where do we hide the body?” Bob asked.
“Hide it in my father’s lab,” Rose suggested. Rayan came out from his room and saw the dead man.
“What the…” Rayan said. Rayan was a slim, one meter and seven centimeters tall kid with an oval face with fair and smooth skin. He had red pompadour hair, red round eyes, a little straight nose, a little mouth with thin lips, soft and smooth cheeks and a defined jawline. He had a flat chest and long little hands with short nails. He wore a white leather T-shirt, black, slim rubber tapered jeans and red and white athletic sneakers. Lara stared at him and felt butterflies in her stomach; there was, between them, a sort of love at first sight. Lara hid her face on Rose’s shoulder to hide her blush.
“Rayan, go back to your room,” Bob ordered before picking up the dead body by the hair.
“I will come back for dinner,” he added before going outside the house while he dragged the dead body with him.
“Isn't it a bit suspicious to walk around with a dead body?” Rayan asked.
“Nothing is strange at Catanzaro,” Rose answered before taking Lara, now asleep, in Rayan, Vincent and Tamara’s room. From now on, Rose and Bob would take care of Lara.
Meanwhile, Bob was in front of the lab. He opened the entrance door and saw everything was destroyed.
“I have a bad feeling…” Bob said before throwing away the dead body in a random cell. He then walked towards the CEO’s—now known as Shadow—old office. When he entered, he saw a wardrobe on the floor which had fallen on the desk, destroying it. The black chair was upside down and the darkness was like… vanished. Bob got closer to the desk and saw a diary on it. The diary had a black bookmark and a weird square drawn on it that read "Lost Souls and the Arrival of the Shadows," with a "½" displayed beneath the square but inside a sort of frame drawn on the diary; below the frame, there were little figures drawn on it, all black and appearing to be screaming. There were billions of pages, looking ancient as they adorned a yellow hue and were quite frail. Bob got curious and grabbed it. Suddenly, a black and red energy covered the whole room and warped reality itself.
What the fuck?! Bob wondered before losing his self-balance and falling on the ground. When he got up, he remarked he was in an infinite void.
“What is this thing… It's cold… and scary…” he said as he then heard noises behind himself. Bob looked behind himself and saw mysterious creatures. These creatures were Shadow's experiments, all of different size, colors, and appearance. Between them, there was a figure. It wasn't an experiment, nor an old friend or relative of Bob, yet it looked familiar. The figure was a slim man that was around one meter and eighty centimeters tall. He had an oval head, fair and smooth skin, and red hair that had a unique combing: they covered his neck's back and they were pretty messy. His eyes were round and red while his eyebrows were black. His lips were thin. His cheeks were soft, his nose was little and straight and his jawline was defined. He had a flat chest and small hands with short nails. He wore a black long rubber coat that reminded the wool car jacket style; he also wore black artificial ripped jeans, a black belt and black and white sneakers. He stood perfectly before Bob.
“Christopher… is this your name? Why do I know it?” Bob asked.
“You don't need an answer,” Christopher answered. Bob made a step backward.
“Do you remember me?” Christopher asked.
“Honestly… No…” Bob answered before looking straight in Christopher’s eyes.
“Then… I think I will not feel guilty for this” Christopher replied.
“Eh? What do you mean?!” Bob asked while the panic started to take the upper hand. Christopher snapped his finger and night blue iron curb chains appeared and grabbed Bob by the neck, arms and legs.
“You know Green, your bones are made of a material named Kiojuri, which is the hardest material in the True Nullverse! You will be perfect to use as a puppet until my physical body wakes up from its coma…” Christopher explained. Bob stayed silent; he had never heard of the name “Green” before, yet he knew it was his real name. Without hesitation, Christopher took control of Bob’s mind. Despite that, Bob could still act freely as Christopher decided to have some mercy on him.
The void disappeared and Bob found himself alone in the room. He was sweating and was breathless. Furthermore, he felt a weight on his arms, legs and neck. Without hesitation, Bob decided to go away from that nightmare place. When he came back home, he didn't hesitate and hugged Rose tightly.
“What happened?” Rose asked.
“Nothing…” Bob answered with a genuine smile.
“We were waiting for you for dinner. Hurry up, let's sit at the table,” Rose said and then prepared the tablecloth―a tablecloth with red cubes all over it, whose edges were yellow. Bob stayed there, staring at Rose and reflecting on what had happened lately…
After dinner, everyone went to sleep. Lara had to sleep in the same bed as Rayan; she was embarrassed, but sleeping near Rayan was really comfortable. Bob instead didn't manage to close an eye, he couldn't sleep; even hugging Rose’s soft and warm body didn’t work; he could only think of his encounter with Christopher. He wondered where the diary he had found was. Perhaps in Christopher’s arms.
Only time would tell.
== Chapter 2: The First Experiments ==
It was night; everything was silent and dark. In Bob's house, throughout all the rooms that had their lights off, there was still one with lights on. The room was situated in the cellar, a place which nobody checked at night. 
Bob was right there. It looked like he was talking with someone. Rose heard him and decided to eavesdrop. She was in her white pajamas.
"It's time to answer my questions, Shadow," Bob said. Rose began to get agitated and lay on the floor to stay comfortable; it looked like she was about to pass a very long night.
"First free me," Shadow replied. His voice elicited his intentions to escape and to possibly make a massacre; however, he couldn't do much as he was stuck in a syringe.
Bob turned upset and yelled at him.
“TELL ME EVERYTHING YOU KNOW!” he yelled angrily. Shadow stayed silent for a while, before bursting out a laughter.
“Kill that kid,” Shadow replied. Bob was confused about that request and tilted his head.
“Uhhh, what?” Bob asked while raising an eyebrow.
“You haven't read the diary yet?” Shadow inquired. Bob shook his head slowly in negation.
“A guy with red hair took it,” Bob answered. Shadow remained silent for some seconds before speaking up.
“You met him?” Shadow questioned. Bob nodded while crossing his arms. Shadow laughed again.
“He didn't want you to know about the kid?” he then asked. Bob was still confused.
“What kid..?” Bob questioned as he was starting to feel anxious. Rose decided to make some steps forward—an instinctive action for her to calm Bob down. Bob took the syringe and stared at it angrily.
“So?” Bob asked with blank eyes.
“His name is—” Shadow was about to answer, but was interrupted as one of Rose’s steps made noise, scaring the agitated Bob who let the syringe go. It fell on the table and, as it was fragile, broke. The darkness that was in it merged with other liquids that were on the table. Said liquids came from Shadow’s lab, which Bob had taken after finding the diary. 
“Shit!” Bob shouted as he realized Shadow was technically dead. Rose stood there while trembling.
“Honey…” Rose said in a really sorry voice.
“My father is ok, right?” She then asked as she laid her hand on Bob’s shoulder.
“He is… dead,” Bob answered, avoiding eye contact with her. Rose froze. Her eyes wanted to meet Bob’s, but she knew that he was too uncomfortable at the moment.
“Bob… why were you doing this in secret?” Rose asked. Bob froze for some seconds before staring at Rose blankly.
“You wouldn't have understood… sorry…” Bob said as he stared back at the mess on the table and began to clean it.
“It mixed with code…” he added while cleaning.
“Code?” Rose asked.
“A substance which, if used well, can edit the whole universe,” Bob explained as he then cut the mixed part from Shadow’s only intact part.
“Listen, I’m sorry I scared you… but… SORRY!” Rose shouted as she began crying while hugging Bob. He stared at her, not blankly anymore and with very affective eyes as he began to pet her head.
“It's ok… it was an accident…” Bob said in a reassuring way as he then kissed her forehead. Rose closed her tired eyes. However, the bottle, precisely where the mixed part of Shadow was, suddenly began to shake and to make noises. 
“What the…” Bob said as smoke came out of the bottle, reducing the sight of both Rose and Dr. Bob.
“What's going on?” Rose asked, worriedly. Bob took her out of the room as the smoke didn’t fully reach the hallway yet. Rayan, Vincent, Lara, and Tamara came out from their rooms while coughing.
“Too much smoke…” Tamara remarked while coughing. Tamara was a slim, one meter and five centimeters tall girl. Her face was oval, her skin was fair and soft, her nose little and straight, her lips were little and thin, her cheeks were soft and cute, her jawline was defined, her mouth was little and adorable and her posture was perfect. She had long, blond banged butterfly hair, round red eyes, long black eyelashes and yellow eyebrows. Her chest was flat while her hips were curved. She wore white wool pajamas: a white, long-sleeved shirt, white shorts with an elastic waist, and black socks. Her voice was sweet and shy, even in this situation, agitating her a bit. Rose picked up Tamara and then stared at Bob, who was walking inside the room again.
“Show yourself up,” Bob said while trying to remove the smoke from the room with his hands. Suddenly, a figure grabbed his neck and slammed him on the desk, which broke. The syringe containing Shadow fell on the ground and broke completely as two other figures came out from it.
“We got someone strong here, uh?” Bob added as he adjusted his jacket and raised an eyebrow. The figure was a physical, three-dimensional version of a shadow—typical characteristics which the three of them had. However, he was the melting shadow of a man.
“What should I call you?” Bob asked with a smirk. The figure stared at him in silence while the other two figures were still shaping their forms.
“What about Entity?” Bob added as the figure kept staring at him. Bob took a step forward as the figure made one backward. Meanwhile, the two other figures had completely formed: the first one was a male shadow with white eyes, which had black crosses as pupils; the other one was a female shadow with white eyes, a white tongue and two black horns that were around seven centimeters long and looked like the half of a heart.
“I like it…” Entity replied as he kept making steps backward. The two other figures simply watched the scene in a disinterested way. Rose entered the room with her children as she opened the window in order to fade away some smoke. 
“Excuse me, but… where are we?” the male shadow asked while looking around the room. The female shadow was hugging him, scared.
“I don't like this place… it gives me negative feelings…” the female shadow said while hiding her face on the male’s chest, who petted her head. Rose went closer to them and caressed the male’s head.
“What's your name?” Rose asked the two shadows, who stared at her without giving an answer for some seconds.
“We haven’t got a name yet,” the male shadow spoke up. Rose tilted her head and smiled at them.
“What about… Shadow and Hana?” Rose proposed with such a soft smile it could have warmed the heart of a stone.
“I guess you are using your parents’ names, right?” Bob asked as he stared at Rose, who nodded happily.
“That's right! Well, what do you think?” Rose questioned the two shadows which stared at each other for some seconds.
“I like it!” the female shadow exclaimed. The male one simply petted her hair while smiling creepily, showcasing millions of teeth. Hana stared at her brother and froze for a few seconds. Shadow stopped smiling as he hadn’t realized he was scary.
“Whoops… do I really look so ugly when I smile?” Shadow asked while raising an eyebrow. Hana hugged him and shook her head in negation.
“No no! I was just surprised!” Hana apologized. Meanwhile, Entity kept staring at Bob. However, he then stared at Rose, who was still holding Tamara in her arms. Lara, Rayan, and Vincent were really confused and were trying to understand what was going on.
“Those little humans look so innocent…” Entity said calmly. Bob walked towards him to try to study his body.
“What are you anyway?” Bob asked while touching Entity’s arm which was liquid.
“A shadow,” Entity answered as he somehow managed to sit on a chair next to the destroyed table.
“And why are you liquid?” Bob questioned while tilting his head. Entity pointed the broken bottle of code with his finger.
“Oh yeah… makes sense,” Bob replied as he then stared at the ground.
“My head hurts…” he thought. Suddenly, he heard a whisper behind his head, “hey”. He whirled around with his eyes widely open; however, there was nothing.
“Are you ok, dear?” Rose asked while grabbing Bob’s shoulder. He froze for a second.
“Y-yes…” Bob answered with an unstable smile. Rose caressed his cheek and looked worried.
“What's wrong..? My little bear is feeling sick..?” Rose questioned. Bob smiled at her genuinely, feeling loved.
“Dad sick? HUG!” Tamara shouted as she wrapped her arms around Bob, who hugged her back.
“This situation looks so calm… I mean there are literally three Shadows out there that can speak and you guys act lovey-dovey?” Shadow pointed out. Hana simply covered his mouth and smiled at him.
“They are cute though!” Hana shouted happily. 
“Do you know that I am not showing my mouth? How do you think covering where it should usually be will help—” Shadow said, but Hana stared at him deadly, freezing Shadow.
Why are you doing this?
“Uh?” Bob said while looking around.
Why don't you just end everyone?
“Who is there..?” Bob asked while starting to sweat. Rose tilted her head and started to feel worried.
“Honey…” Rose said as she then kissed Bob’s cheek. Bob gave Tamara back to Rose and made some steps backwards as he stared at anyone he could stare at.
“Dad, what are you doing?” Rayan asked while raising an eyebrow. 
You can start with her!
Who? Bob asked as a communication was getting formed between him and the voices he was hearing.
Your wife! 
“What?! I would never!” Bob shouted. Rose tried to get closer to him but Bob made a sign affirming she must not.
“Dear! Calm down!” Rose shouted, worried as tears began drooling out of her eyes.
Kill her, kill her, kill her! the voices kept screaming in Bob’s mind. He was shaking; he didn't want to hurt his wife; he loved her and she loved him. However… his hands were moving by themselves.
“Rose… I love you!” Bob shouted, crying as he was fighting against the voices.
“I love you too! That's why you have to let me help you! What's going on?!” Rose shouted as she ran towards Bob while still holding Tamara in her arms.
“Rose… wait!” Bob shouted as he suddenly grabbed Rose by the chin and pushed Tamara away from her arms, making her fall on the floor.
“Ouch… why did dad… hurt me…?” Tamara asked while sulking. When she stared at her parents again, she saw Bob ripping off Rose’s heart, squeezing it as blood dirtied his hand, while he kissed his wife one last time. Tamara stared at her father in shock as she ran behind Rayan.
“Mom ok?!” Tamara asked in panic. Vincent simply covered her eyes.
“She is ok,” Vincent lied as he shook too. Vincent was a slim, one meter and nine centimeters tall boy. He had an oval face, fair and smooth skin, teal disheveled hair with round teal eyes; his eyebrows were teal, his nose was little and straight, his mouth was average and his lips were full; his cheeks were soft and smooth and his jawline was well-defined. His hands were small and with short nails; he had a flat chest. He wore a black and white wool university hoodie, slim denim jeans and teal wool slippers.
“Lara…” Rayan said as he grabbed Lara’s shoulder. She was trembling, and when she stared at him, she hugged him. Rayan hugged her back and stared at his father.
“What have you done...?” Vincent asked as he made a step forward.
“Vincent… don't do it…” Rayan replied as he understood his brother’s intentions. However, Vincent didn't listen to him and ran towards his father, who kicked his head, knocking him off.
“Stupid brat…” Bob said as he then threw away Rose’s body and adjusted his jacket.
“Wow… just… wow,” Shadow replied while staring at Bob. Hana and Entity simply stared in horror at the scene.
“Lara, run!” Rayan shouted as he picked up Tamara and ran away towards the exit door with Lara. Bob walked towards them. The door was locked so they couldn't escape.
“Dad…” Rayan said while trembling. Bob knocked him off. He then took Tamara and Lara by their hair and forced them to sit on the lawson blue cotton couch.
“Hey! Stop it!” Hana shouted worriedly as she picked up Vincent. Shadow grabbed Bob’s shoulders while Entity went to the couch too.
“Comfy…” Entity said as he wasn't interested in the situation. Suddenly, Christopher appeared behind Bob and clapped his hands. He was only visible to Bob.
“Good job!” Christopher shouted with a genuine smile. Bob threw a broken bottle at him, but it went through him. Bob picked up Rose’s body and took her in their room to rest. Hana laid Vincent and Rayan on the couch next to Tamara, Lara, and Entity. She hugged Rayan and held him close to her.
“Rest… I promise I will protect you, ok?” Hana reassured with a soft smile as she hugged the two little girls. 
The next day, Bob was preparing suitcases to go to Japan with his family.
“Is it necessary?” Entity asked as he was put into a bottle, like Shadow and Hana. 
“We can't let people see you, idiots!” Bob snapped as he would then hide Rose in a suitcase to make sure he’d not be caught.
After this, Bob and his family moved to Japan.
== Chapter 3: No Available Future ==
After three years since Bob’s family’s trip to Japan, in the Honshū Island, in the Kantō Region, in Tokyo, somewhere in the Shinjuku street, many things had changed in his family: the three Shadows were not allowed to go anywhere outside the house while Bob’s four children could not go to school. They already knew that their future was not what they were expecting. Bob wasn’t taking care of them well anymore; he only gave his children some food that would be worth less than five yen.
For this reason, the children became physically weak and were always hungry; the Shadows, instead, didn't have to eat, but Hana and Shadow tried their best to keep the children safe and joyful, although they couldn't do much.
The seventh of April , Bob entered Tamara’s room, a normal, purple room with simply a broken, purple iron bed, a gray iron chair, and a desk of cherry wood. Tamara stared at her father as she tilted her head.
“We have to talk,” Bob said while staring at her blankly. Tamara, who was lying on the bed, stood up and took a rigid posture as if she was scared.
“Even though you are just eight years old… I already found someone you will marry when you are older,” Bob announced as he sat on the chair. Tamara stayed silent for some second as she then stared down at the floor.
“But…” she was about to add something but started to hesitate while her father raised an eyebrow. She then finally managed to speak up.
“I thought I would marry a guy who would love me and vice versa, not someone… not someone you chose and that I have never seen,” Tamara said with a truly sad look as she grabbed her own shoulder, starting to feel uncomfortable due to her father’s presence.
“It's not a lovey-dovey marriage, it’s a way to get some money; I am literally selling you to the parents of your future husband… so why should I care for your useless needs?” Bob replied coldly as he just stared at his daughter whose tears began to drool from her eyes.
“I… I understand…” Tamara said while holding back her tears, being too scared of her father to fight back. Bob stood up and went away. Tamara would then close the door of her room and start giving punches to her bed while crying and screaming in anger.
“WHY?! WHY ARE YOU SO BAD TOWARDS ME DAD?!” Tamara screamed as she slammed her head on the bed, the force of it eliciting a nosebleed. After the nosebleed had stopped, she went under the covers of her bed, trying to rest. Meanwhile, Hana was lying on the other side of the door of Tamara’s room.
“Poor girl…” Hana said sadly as she entered through the key spot, shaping her liquid body to match its shape; she then went under the covers of Tamara’s bed and hugged her in order to reassure her.
“Thanks…” Tamara said as she hugged Hana back and began to cry silently.
“We are sisters… I can't ignore you when you are so sad…” Hana said as she kissed Tamara’s forehead and tried to make her fall asleep. She would manage to calm Tamara down as both fell asleep. Bob would then enter his room and open his wardrobe where there was the dead body of Rose, tied up. The room was brown and had a bed, a desk, and a chair made of cherry wood, while the huge wardrobe was crafted with brown mahogany and had two doors.
“Don't ask, Jeremy,” Bob said as he then opened a mobile full of syringes and grabbed one.
“Let's get to work… shut up Ollie!” he then added as he ignited Rose’s body with lots of syringes. Rose’s body trembled constantly, as if it was still conscious, yet heartless. However, Bob didn't look surprised at all; he kept igniting Rose’s body for hours until he eventually stopped.
“You may be wondering, why am I doing this? Well, that's none of your business,” Bob snapped coldly as he then threw a syringe on a wall where it remained stuck.
“I am kidding! You know you are my favorite, Ben!” he then exclaimed with a genuine smile. Bob then closed the wardrobe and laid on his bed. He began to smirk and stare at the ceiling.
“I wish I could stop time for at least ten seconds…” Bob said as he then closed his eyes. After some seconds, he opened them again and got up from the bed; he then exited his room right after taking a key with him. He exited the house and locked the entrance door as he then walked away. He went to a brand new laboratory which was nameless and quite empty inside; there weren't many rooms, as if it was a laboratory under construction. The rooms were filled with medicines, suggesting the false intentions of this laboratory, and all looked the same: white, messy, with just an iron table and an iron chair. Under this place hid a secret room that could be revealed only after pulling a lever in one of those rooms.
“Let's get to work…” Bob said as he entered the secret room and utilized some animals as guinea pigs; his favorite guinea pigs were horses, bears, spiders and mice. He however never felt satisfied from all his experiments which never ended well; he needed something more special, something unique, something with potential… something with powers.
Bob would get the idea of using humans for each of his experiments. However, he couldn't simply go around and take people to his laboratory; he needed a way to take them to his place, since adults were too difficult to convince; he needed children.
“Once I will get some children I will come back here. Stand guard, Oliver,” Bob said as he walked away. He came back home and knocked on Rayan’s room’s door; Rayan ignored it at the beginning but then the knocking became much more violent, so he opened the door and stared at the floor, not willing to look at his father’s face.
“We have to talk,” Bob declared coldly. Rayan just stood silent, hesitating to answer, but he then nodded as a sigh of understanding. Bob then took his arm and dragged him to the living room. Right when they reached the room, Bob threw his son on the couch. The room was dark, almost nothing could be seen. Rayan took a good posture and sat on the huge, red couch while staring at his legs. They remained silent for minutes that felt like hours; paradoxically, the silence felt louder than a gunshot. Bob’s breath pierced the thin air between the two, who were doing nothing more than waiting for one of the two to start the discussion.
“Aren’t you wondering why the others aren't here?” Bob asked while tilting his head. Rayan stared at him with a bit of worry.
“What did you do to them…?” Rayan questioned with a voice that sounded like his heart was stabbed by a million knives. Bob went for a direct punch on Rayan’s nose which sent his head backward as it was slammed on the wall. 
“You should never answer a question with another question. Remember that or the next time, I will take your right eye,” Bob threatened while adjusting his jacket. He then started to walk towards Tamara’s room. He kicked the door, destroying it in the process. Rayan stood up and went beside his father, and had an awful sight: Vincent and Tamara were on the floor, unconscious, while Shadow, Hana and Entity were trapped in three bottles, seemingly trying to get out as the bottles shook.
“What…” Rayan said before taking a step backward, but Bob knocked him off through a swift punch and grabbed him with his hair. He took all his sons and daughters to the secret room of the laboratory, where he began experimenting many times on them, careless of their screams and begs for mercy. However, Bob never felt satisfied. He decided to go around at night, searching for children. One day, he met two children, a boy and a girl. He began to act friendly towards them and even played some rubberes with the childrens; the two children were not scared at all—a huge mistake.
“Hey, what are your names?” Bob asked with a genuine smile while looking at them. The boy was around one meter and twenty centimeters tall. His face was oval, and had a fair and soft skin; he had a little straight nose and his lips were pinkish and full; his cheeks were soft and his jaw was well-defined; he had green hair and red round eyes. He was slim and his posture was regular. His hands had long fingers and he had short arms and legs. He wore a white jacket, black unripped jeans and black lace shoes.
“I am Zack and she is Kokiricha!” he answered happily. The girl, Kokiricha, was around one meter and twenty centimeters tall too, had long, red, lob-combed hair and round eyes. Her face was oval, her skin was fair, her nose was little and straight, her lips had a pinkish color and were full, her cheeks were really soft while her jawline was well-defined, like her brother's; her body was slim but graceful, her posture was really formal, almost perfect, her hands had long red nails and her arms and legs were slim and long. She wore a long, green jacket with golden buttons, green shorts and green, short heels.
“Well it’s nice to meet you, Zack and Kokiricha!” Bob exclaimed. He stayed silent for some seconds before speaking up.
“Listen… Do you want to play hide and seek?” Bob asked; the two children nodded, only for the rubbere to end by their massacre. Bob used this trick to kill many children. 
The once four hundred and three Shadow Experiments made by the old Shadow increased as the seven next years passed, turning into five hundred forty-four, and giving to Bob the name of Dr. Bob as he had announced that he discovered everyone’s powers, thanks to a machine that could be used in his laboratory.
One day, Dr. Bob was in his laboratory’s secret room until Tamara entered slowly.
“Dad…” Tamara said, her voice feeling broken yet full of hopes. She was wearing a red, long shirt, black shorts, and black fingerless gloves, while her hands were scratched; she also had thick, big, black horns shaped as the half of a heart—a collateral effect of her father’s experiments.
“Yes?” Dr. Bob asked while he was writing some documentation on his papers.
“When… when are we going to get some father-daughter moments?” Tamara asked as she sat next to him. He stopped writing for a few seconds but then went back to his job.
“Why do you want that?” he asked, clearly not interested. Tamara gulped; she knew that anything she would say could lead her to death. She started trembling and stared at her feet, stretching her legs and putting her hands on her knees.
“I miss when you were the lovely father that always played with me…” Tamara said, almost crying; she knew her kind father was gone forever, and she couldn't do much except trying to remind him, although she was too young to remember them all, those moments she passed with her father.
“Don't waste my time,” Dr. Bob snapped as he then stared at her blankly, while Tamara stared back at him, deep in his eyes. They stayed silent for a few seconds before tears started to fall from Tamara’s cheeks as she simply stared back at the blue floor of square tiles and black lines.
“I… I understand…” Tamara said as she wiped away her tears. Dr. Bob grabbed a knife from a mobile and scratched her right cheek; she held her cheek as she closed her eyes to handle the pain; she didn't scream because she was used to getting hurt daily. 
“Love you, Dad…” she added as she got up and walked away while holding tears; she didn't even try to put a bandaid on the cut. Dr. Bob kept writing his documentation, acting like he didn't care at all about his daughter. 
He simply kept experimenting on those poor children daily. However, one day, Christopher appeared again; he simply grabbed Dr. Bob’s arm and teleported him to an all-black place.
“What's this?” Dr. Bob asked while he was holding a syringe dirty of blood.
“This is the True Nullverse! Well, one section of it, as such a structure is even bigger than infinite itself,” Christopher explained loudly. Dr. Bob stayed silent. However, he remembered that Christopher had already mentioned it once.
“Why did you take me here?” he questioned. Christopher smirked and created an energy orb right in front of his eyes: it was black inside, had white and transparent edges, and a white dot on its center.
“This is Nullverse Essence. I brought it here for you to experiment on it,” Christopher answered as he then handed it to Dr. Bob, who grabbed it.
“See ya’ later,” Christopher added as he faded away. Dr. Bob then stared at the orb in his hands; he was already thinking about all the things he could try.
“This is going to be fun… don't you agree, Wendy?” Dr. Bob asked the voices in his head. 
== Chapter 4: The Nullversal Triplets ==
Dr. Bob was in the True Nullverse and was experimenting on Nullverse Essence, trying to mix with many mixtures that were made of human organs. He didn't care about the result; he was simply doing what Christopher ordered him to do, like a puppet being played with by a child. Suddenly, the Nullverse Essence lit up in a white light and exploded right on Dr. Bob’s hand, separating in several pieces and sending him flying away. 
He coughed as he slowly stood up and stared at the smoke created by the explosion, before seeing three figures through the smoke with one remarkably taller than the two others, seemingly coming from the remains of the Nullverse Essence. 
The taller one waved his hand as the smoke faded away really fastly, revealing the three figures’ appearance: the taller one was slim, around one metre and ninety centimetres tall, had an oval face, really pale skin, white curtain mullet hair, oval black eyes, a small nose, empty cheeks, a small mouth, thin lips, a defined jawline, a perfect posture, a flat chest, slim arms and legs, and wore a leather smoking consisting of a black jacket, a white shirt and a black necktie, black cotton pants and black, formal rubber shoes; next to him, there was the shorter one, who was around one metre and sixty tall, had pale skin, white mash perm hair, black round eyes, a small nose, soft cheeks, small mouth with thin lips, a decent posture, long and slim arms and legs, a flat chest, and wore a white wool sweater, black cotton pants and black and white sneaker shoes; on the left of the shorter one, there was the average-sized one, who was robust, around one metre and eighty centimetres tall, had an oval face, pale skin, black messy hair, red oval eyes, thin small lips, a small mouth, a small straight nose, grumpy black eyebrows, a decent posture, a flat chest, slim arms and legs, and wore similar clothes as the taller one, the only difference being a red wool necktie.
Dr. Bob stared at them in awe. He then shook his head and walked towards them.
“Why everytime I do something it always ends up giving birth to three beings?” he asked himself as he kept walking.
“May I bid who thou?” the taller one asked, speaking Old English, as he crossed his arms.
“Eh?” Dr. Bob replied, not understanding what he said. Christopher then appeared next to him with a book in his hands; it wasn't the diary, but another book named “All To Know About Old English”; it was red and the pages weren’t in a better state than castle ruins, while the title was yellow.
“Idiot,” Christopher snapped as he snapped his fingers and all the information contained in the book roughly entered Dr .Bob’s brain, leading to him learning all of it in one second.
“Ouch! It hurts, you motherfucker!” Dr. Bob yelled at Christopher who simply chuckled.
“How did you know I fucked your mother?” Christopher asked with a smirk. Dr. Bob froze and stared at him.
“I have a mother?” he questioned. Christopher simply stared at him and stopped smirking.
“None of us do,” Christopher answered as he then stared back at the triplets.
“Wait what—” Dr. Bob asked before Christopher broke in, snapped, “Shut up and stop thinking about useless things,” and then focused on the triplets, asking, “What are your names?”.
“I doth be Null,” the taller one answered while crossing his arms.
“I am Erik,” the shorter one added.
“And I am Dan,” the average-sized one said.
“Weeeell… nice to meet you three. However, I think Bob and I can't… quite let you stay here alive, you know? We already have three shadows and four brats around our universe to care about and we really don't need any more problems, sooo, I guess this will be a ‘nice to meet you but you have to die’, and I am being honest so be thankful because I could have just destroyed your brains with a punch without warning,” Christopher explained as he then floated and crossed his legs.
“Weren't you in an abstract body?” Dr. Bob questioned. Christopher just stared at him and smirked before punching his nape roughly.
“I can be all I want even if my body is in a coma!” Christopher shouted as he then took Dr. Bob by the coat and threw him towards Null.
“Verily, this doth present a quandary,” Null replied as he simply stopped Dr. Bob in the air with a simple movement of his hands. Dan then moved his hand up his head as the floor of the True Nullverse was modified and from it grew, at a speed similar to that of the sound, a mountain whose sharp peak point impaled Dr. Bob from his whole back to his stomach. As the mountain stopped to grow, it was as big as Mount Fuji, sharp-shaped and jagged, charcoal and deserted; its base area was flat, slightly inclined and barren; the peak point was extremely sharp, impaling Dr. Bob as blood was spreading down the mountain, each organ in his rib cage being pierced and blood drooling from his body while he clenched his fists. That mountain had a sort of depressive aura around it, which Dr. Bob felt, as it was a mountain created from the mere forces of magic and devoid of any life.
“I hate my life,” Dr. Bob replied as he slowly tried to get off the mountain with blood flooding from his body; he managed to get free and fell on the ground, next to Christopher.
“Loser,” Christopher snapped as he kicked Dr. Bob’s head, eliciting a blood spit.
“You take Null and I take the others,” Christopher ordered as he then threw himself towards Dan, going for a direct punch that threw him backwards while Erik tried to uppercut Christopher, but he dodged easily.
“We can talk about it!” Dr. Bob exclaimed as he was then punched on his face by Null as he fell on the floor.
“Come on dude! I already have blood everywhere on my body! Could we stop fighting?!” Dr. Bob proposed loudly, but Null simply picked him up by the hair and threw him on the ground, shaking it.
“Useless idiot!” Christopher shouted as he then threw Erik towards Dan who grabbed him by the shoulders and stared at Christopher.
“You two look quite weak for being two-thirds of the Nullverse Essence,” Christopher said while slightly chuckling. Erik simply stared at Dan, who was sweating in panic.
“Pray, who did proclaim that the Nullverse Essence hath exploded in mere trifles of three?” Null asked while he was punching Dr. Bob’s face.
“Oh? So where are the others?” Christopher remarked with another question. Null stayed silent and kept punching Dr. Bob.
“Uhhhh they didn't fly away when you removed the smoke around us… right?” Dan asked Null who stopped punching Dr. Bob for a moment and stared at Dan, hesitating.
“I might have cast aside other fragments, which hath not yet taken form akin to ours and doth remain as mere fragments still,” Null said while starting to sweat. Christopher burst a laugh as he then kicked Dan’s face and punched Erik’s stomach.
“Stupid of a Null!” Erik shouted as he then created a black hole under Christopher which sucked him in. 
“Brot— wait what am I saying—” Dr. Bob said as he then pushed Null away and stood up.
“Uh? What do you want, Jeremy? Oooh, now I understand many things…” Dr. Bob added as he then began to get deeply lost in his thoughts and stared at the floor, placing two fingers on his chin and closing his eyes, trying to remember something; suddenly, he saw something: a man with a purple sharp armor and really messy purple hair; sadly, he didn't manage to analyze his memories fast enough and couldn’t notice the figure’s other particularities, but it looked so familiar to him, as if he had known him since millennials. Christopher then emerged back from the black hole with a furious face; his breath was heavy and scary as he even had blood coming out from his mouth.
“Oh, hey brother,” Dr. Bob said. Christopher stared at him in shock as he then made a step backward.
“How do you—” Christopher asked before Dr. Bob broke in and questioned, “A bit of logic and memory. Who is the purple haired guy by the way?” 
Christopher clenched his fists and smirked.
“Shut your mouth and kill those triplets once for all!” he ordered with anger in his voice. Dr. Bob summoned a black-handled metal scythe.
“How— just move on!” Christopher shouted. Dr. Bob went behind Null at lightspeed and tried to stab him with the scythe; however, Null laid on the floor to dodge it as he then created an all-white spear from thin air, crafted from pure creation. 
“Perish, thou base-born knave!” Null shouted as he stabbed Dr. Bob’s stomach with his spear. Dr. Bob spat blood, but instead of stopping to move, he simply swirled his scythe and tried to cut off Null’s head who, once again, dodged easily, then threw away Dr. Bob, jumped backwards and landed on his feet.
“Thou are most resilient indeed,” Null said as he then stared back at his two brothers who were still fighting Christopher. He then stared back at Dr. Bob who was removing the spear from his stomach while spitting a huge amount of blood. Null then moved his hands in a special pattern, which stopped time.
We had best away hence, he thought to himself as he grabbed Erik and Dan by their jacket and teleported away with them. Time then flew again.
“He… he just stopped time?!” Dr. Bob exclaimed as he then fully removed the spear from his stomach, blood coming out from it like a fountain.
“Yes, he did… but… uh… how, here, well… HERE THERE'S IS FUCKING NO TIME!” Christopher shouted in rage as he opened his arms towards the black sky of the True Nullverse.
“Can I go home now?” Dr. Bob asked as he slowly stood up, blood still spilling from his body. Christopher snapped his fingers as Dr. Bob found himself back in his secret laboratory. He looked around the place to find the three shadows and his four children, only to find no one. 
YOU MUST BE KIDDING ME?! Dr. Bob thought as he then punched his desk.
Meanwhile, in the True Nullverse, Null was running with Erik and Dan towards a huge red place that reminded Hell.
“What the hell is that?” Erik asked as he was simply following Dan and Null.
“I lacketh any notion,” Null answered.
“Me neither,” Dan added. 
“So we are just running towards a place we don't even know?!” Erik shouted.
“Hath we any other recourse?!” Null remarked with an even louder tone as the triplets finally entered the mysterious place in which they found a huge hotel named “Bad Boys Hotel”.
Coming back to Dr. Bob, he was raging, throwing on the floor everything he saw. He then opened a wardrobe, which contained Rose’s body, and hugged her.
“I wish you were still here… and you will! I promise…” Dr. Bob said with tears in his eyes as he simply kissed Rose’s still warm lips before closing the wardrobe once again.
“Uh? Yes, Ugo? You are right… I better calm down, those brats will come back anyways!” Dr. Bob then shouted as he sat on a chair and laid his legs on the desk before starting to whistle and wait for his childs and experiments to come back home.
“Actually, I can take advantage of their absence to get more time and find a way to bring back Rose to me!” Dr. Bob declared excitedly as he then started studying many ingredients that he could use to create a poison to bring back dead people to life. However, his phone rang; he picked it up and answered the phone call.
“Yes?” Dr. Bob asked.
“Sir Bob, I am Auren’s father, Patrick; remember me?” the man, who had a really cold and intimidating voice, asked.
“Oh Auren, the one that will marry Tamara… yes, I remember you, Sir Patrick. How can I help you?” Dr. Bob answered as he played with a plastic pencil that had a blue cork on it. 
“I would like to ask you if you could help me to adjust my wife’s… behavior,” Patrick proposed.
“How much will you pay me?” Dr. Bob asked blankly.
“You choose; I am rich, I don't have problems giving millions of dollars,” Patrick answered.
“One million dollars, is that good?” Dr. Bob questioned.
“Perfect! Cheap even!” Patrick answered happily.
“Welp, see you next month then,” Dr. Bob replied.
“See you next month, good sir!” Patrick said before ending the phone call.
“Stupid chauvinist,” Dr. Bob snapped as he threw away the quill he was playing with.
== Chapter 5: The Shady Escape ==
In the morning, in an alleyway of Shinjuku, Rayan, Vincent, Tamara, Hana, Shadow and Entity were hiding in a large, green plastic garbage bin with a black cover. The shadows, luckily, could manipulate their bodies’ shape and form so that there would be enough space for all of them.
“Why do we have to hide exactly?” Hana asked as she was sitting on the garbage while holding Tamara between her legs and arms. Her legs weren't attached to the other shadows, having actually taken a normal shape and form as they looked as if she was wearing high heels. Tamara was sleeping peacefully as her sister’s body elicited in her a feeling of protection and cuddling, which she often needed to feel.
“Because humans would freak out if they saw three materialized shadows,” Shadow explained while holding the garbage bin’s cover slightly up to watch through it and enlighten the place for the poor children. Lana was holding onto Rayan’s arm as she was trying to sleep, but was too anxious of getting found and caught by Dr. Bob. Rayan stroked her hair gently, clearly trying to reassure his poor friend while they both laid their heads on each other’s shoulders. Vincent was playing chinese morra with Entity, beating him each time while he raged for the frustration of getting beaten by a mere child.
“You little brat…” Entity snapped while his eye was flickering. Vincent was snickering as he was having fun because of Entity’s frustration. Shadow would then close the cover of the garbage bin as the three shadows enlightened the shady place with their shiny white eyes.
“How long will we have to hide?” Rayan asked while still stroking Lara’s hair. Shadow stared at Rayan; he wanted to laugh at the sight of the two children that looked like a couple, but decided to hold his laughter.
“I—” Shadow began while puffing. “I don't know,” he answered as he puffed again, his smiling mouth appearing, revealing his million sharp and long teeth to everyone. They weren't surprised at his smile anymore; it was not rare to see it now since with those children, his brother and sister, he was quite happy. Rayan blushed slightly as he knew what hid in Shadow’s twisted mind.
“Such an asshole…” Rayan said as he held Lara tighter. She blushed at this as she started to relax and fell asleep.
“Aww, don't use such harsh words; we are like brothers after all~” Shadow replied teasingly as Rayan’s blood boiled before he stared at Lara’s sleepy face and tried to sleep too.
Kids… Shadow thought while his smile disappeared in his shady body.
“Aren't they older than us?” Entity asked, to which Shadow froze for some seconds before staring at him.
“OUT OF MY MIND!” Shadow yelled at him furiously.
“Shhhh! Be quiet…” Hana snapped while stroking Tamara’s hair and using her own shady body to go down Rayan and Lara and transport them right next to her.
“You are acting like a mother right now,” Shadow snapped. Hana snorted and pouted at him cutely.
“Because I love them,” Hana replied while squeezing Tamara in a tight hug.
“Anyways, how will we find enough food for them?” Entity asked, now looking serious. Shadow shrugged and opened the cover of the garbage bin again to see if someone was around. Tamara then slowly woke up in her sister’s arms.
“I miss home…” Tamara said. Hana then squeezed her, which caused Tamara to squeak cutely. Shadow came out from the bin as there was no one around anymore. However, in that right moment, a man, dead, fell on Shadow’s head, smashing it and turning it like a pancake.
“What the heck?!” Shadow asked, enraged. When he stood up, the man fell from Shadow’s head and back he smashed, the man’s blood turning into a puddle that laid across the floor and reached Shadow’s feet, who stepped back in disgust. Shadow then stared at the body of the man: it was all covered in blood and his hair were cut off, irritating him; but more strikingly, his face was opened with his brain and skull coming out from it, his body was opened with all his organs being visible, crossed and tied with each other around his heart, and his arms and legs were missing. Shadow realized this and looked around while fearing it slightly. He then entered the bin again and covered every possible way to open the cover with his solidified darkness.
“Cover the kids’ eyes,” Shadow ordered the two other shadows who executed his orders with their hands.
“Now, I will open the bin and NONE of you will let them see what's outside this bin until I tell you, ok?” he explained while Entity and Hana nodded. The children didn't complain but they were worried. Shadow removed the darkness and opened the bin while looking around. He covered the body of the man with darkness and then stepped out of the bin.
“What was that?” Entity asked while Hana remained silent but disturbed, covering the kids’ eyes. Shadow stared around, watching each corner and inch of the place.
I wonder who did that… and where they are… Shadow pondered with a look of worry as he stepped out the alleyway. Many humans saw him and stood still, shocked. 
“Shadow, what the fuck are you doing?!” Entity enraged at the sight of his brother revealing himself in public. Hana stepped back while holding Tamara and Lara.
“Listen, we are not safe here, nor will we ever be until we put the kids in a church or something… We have to let them go to a safer place, and the only way is getting the humans’ attention on us,” Shadow explained while walking towards Entity and placing a hand on his shoulder.
“But…” Entity began while holding Rayan and Vincent closer to him.
“Entity, I love them too. We've spent many years as brothers, but they are not safe in these alleyways,” Shadow replied with a concerned and understanding look. Hana would shake her head violently.
“No! I will not let those humans take them away from me!” Hana shouted with teary eyes as her heart was being torn in pieces. Shadow stared at her for a while, conflicted but decided.
“You can stop covering their eyes… I made my decision,” Shadow coldly said as his mouth full of sharp teeth appeared and he came out of the alleyway. A man and a woman started to scream in terror while calling the police, which arrived after some minutes. Police officers pointed guns at Shadow, who raised his hands. However, his attempts to try to show them he was pacifist didn't work as the police shot him, but it didn’t affect him the slightest due to his liquid-like body, the bullets going through him and simply leaving holes that filled themselves in seconds due to liquid properties. Hana and Entity stopped covering the children's eyes and tried to step backwards with them.
“Is he dumb or something?!” Rayan shouted in anger as he tried to reach Shadow, but only to get pulled away by Entity.
“Don't act like an idiot!” Entity snapped while holding Rayan’s arm.
“But… Shadow…” Rayan replied while looking at the floor.
“He will be fine; he is just trying to bring attention to you.
Not like I will let him take you all away from us… We can take care of you correctly too!” Hana reassured as she hugged Rayan’s head, landing it on her belly and stroking his hair gently.
“But why is he getting shot?” Vincent asked, not understanding the police’s actions.
“Because we are monsters, abominations…” Entity answered while staring at Shadow that was still getting shot. Entity was getting mad, so mad that he grabbed Shadow by his head and pinned him on a wall while getting shot by the police.
“Listen well to me you fucking excuse of a shadow… stop with this, stop it right…” Entity began while his fingers sharpened and he grabbed Shadow’s neck. “NOW!” he yelled in rage. He then stared at the police and let Shadow go as he started to walk towards them.
“Entity… what are you planning to do?” Hana asked, worried about what Entity planned. Suddenly, Entity summoned tentacles from his back as they reached the police and broke their guns, before they then ripped out the organs of the policemen. Shadow and Hana stared at him, shocked, as Entity was now purely and simply enraged. He started killing everyone and all policemen around him for entire hours until he calmed down. Tamara, Lara, Vincent and Rayan were shocked and traumatized more than what they already were. 
“Fuck this world, I go back to that shitty laboratory,” Shadow snapped while walking away.
“W-wait!” Hana shouted as she picked Tamara and Lara up and followed him, with Rayan and Vincent following them later on. Entity simply ignored them and hid in the shadows.
I will show them that they are wrong… once I will save them, I will ask for apologies! Entity thought while moving in the shadows, leaving the place where he caused such havoc.
== Chapter 6: A New Point of View ==
In Napoli, an Italian city, lived a boy who was the only one on Earth to have no powers; he was bullied by uncountable people for this, causing him to fall into depression. He was seventeen years old, yet he was already doing a very particular part-time job: he was a murderer, a really dangerous one whose only true identity was known by his boss; he was known as "The Dark Lord” due the fact that, when he killed people, he never moved from the darkness. Despite this, he also had a public identity: the one of a high school student.
His name was Simone Vamber, a simple, slim guy with blonde-tinted hair that were naturally large-sized, an oval face, a fair and smooth skin, brown round eyes, a tiny mouth that was always sad and with full lips, a straight nose, soft cheeks, a defined jawline, a flat chest as long a crooked posture; he wore cotton clothes: a black hoodie, a yellow shirt and black pants; he also wore black rubber sneakers and black wool fingerless gloves. He wasn’t really social because of the countless bullies who harmed him every time they had the chance to, just because he was powerless. 
On the tenth of April two thousand and twenty-seven, he was walking along a sidewalk when he saw a shop window that exposed huge black televisions that showed the same program on five channels: they were news which showed the famous scientist, Dr. Bob, hugging his daughter Tamara as she had just come back after her escape from home with her brothers. Simone widened his eyes in confusion.
Weren't they the ones I saw in Tokyo while I was killing Thomas Vramson? he thought to himself while going back to walk straight. Suddenly, he held his ear as they began hurting due to the excessive amount of sounds from people, animals, wind and more.
Why do they hurt so much..? he kept thinking to himself, confused by his own body. He started clenching his teeth, stressed and full of anger at the same time.
Sometimes I just wish I could kill everyone… he thought while walking and staring at the floor. He then saw another television from the window of a brown and little barber shop, showing the same scene as before, but this time, the camera was focused on Tamara’s face, who had tears rolling down her cheeks and sobbed.
“Ok… maybe not everyone,” Simone said, finding Tamara cute and adorable.
“Lucky is the man that will marry her…” he then added before starting to walk away. He entered an alleyway and pulled a wood-handled steel dagger out of his hoodie.
“Who is following me by the way?” he asked while he stared behind his back: he saw a blue fire; it was weird, simply floating behind him and whispering “help”. He didn't understand what it wanted so he kicked the fire to dissolve it.
“Mmmh… that's weird. Isn't that the power of one of Dr. Bob’s sons?” Simone asked himself while grabbing his chin with his thumbnail and index finger. He then went out of the alleyway and kept walking on the sidewalk while passing near many people, not even staring at them. 
He walked until he reached a white black-roofed school with numerous windows; its doors were black, red-handled, and had a transparent upper part. He entered the structure and walked through the right corridor where he saw many classes, until he reached his. When he entered, there was nobody; it was Saturday, there was no one other than a guard, who was asleep in the principal's office. Simone sat on his white wood desk after picking a blue book that was titled “How to become a hero without using your powers” and starting to read it; however, it explained in which case someone could use powers during a mission as a hero, in which Simone wasn’t interested in since his powerlessness. He threw the book away, out of the black window of the class, in anger.
“Stupid bitchy writer that's not even able to write a clear title!” he shouted, furiously. He then punched a desk before going out of the school and ran away.
Meanwhile, in Japan, Dr. Bob was in a dark room with Shadow and Hana.
“How dare you try to escape me?” Dr. Bob asked with cold eyes and an emotionless voice.
“L-Listen, we just can't afford this a-anymore!” Shadow shouted.
“Shadow, don't yell or else—” Hana replied before being cut mid-sentence by Dr. Bob, who threw two syringes at them which started to absorb them slowly.
“Oh shit…” Shadow said while staring at the syringe on his right arm that was absorbing him.
“Where is Entity?” Dr. Bob questioned, coldly.
“We don't know…” Hana answered while her body was getting absorbed by the syringe on her left leg.
“Useless brats…” Dr. Bob snapped as the two shadows were absorbed fully. 
== Chapter 7: The Reincarnation of Hell ==
In the True Nullverse, Null, Erik and Dan were walking in the red and hellish place they saw after escaping Dr. Bob and Christopher. At the beginning, it felt like an isolated place; however, creatures began to appear from every corner of the same place: humanoid insects, deformed humans, living human parts, and more. 
Suddenly, a completely black figure with messy black hair, a constant, big white smile somehow bigger than its oval face, a round jawline, a slim body and a decent posture, no other facial features, a flat torso and little hands with big claws, came out from the floor as if it were a shadow able to move. The figure smiled at them mischiefly as he looked like a cartoon character. His body was soft like a pillow and his smile was intimidating, even though its appearance was innocent.
“Well, well, well… looks like I found three new guests~” the figure said while smiling, crossing his arms behind his back and tilting his body to his right, widening his smile.
“Who art thou?” Null asked, worried about the figure’s presence.
“Don't worry about it, just smile!” the figure shouted with a joyful sound while spreading his arms towards the sky.
“I am the Evil God of Smile by the way,” he then added while landing his hand to them. His fingers had sharp claws instead of nails. Dan grabbed his hand for a handshake as the Evil God of Smile suddenly wrapped his body around him as if he were made of play dough.
“H-hey!” Dan shouted, taken off-guard. Suddenly, every single source of light in the whole reality began to continuously turn off and on, and when it stopped, the Evil God of Smile was standing far away from them.
“Weeelp, I have to go now. Remember to… smile!” he exclaimed happily before disappearing in the shadows.
“What the fuck?!” Erik shouted in shock and confusion. Null simply tilted his head as he was staring at a red spider with eleven legs. Many monstrous beings passed by their place for entire minutes before the triplets decided to continue walking until they reached a black and ruined castle, whose air smelt like pure death, fear and agony made them feel uncomfortable. The huge door was made of dark wood and its upper part was arched. They knocked on it as it opened slowly. Once the door was fully open, they entered and walked through a really dark corridor.
Then, they reached a room with yellow lights; it was red and light came out from skulls merged with the wall; the floor was crafted from sort of red branches, and there was a red throne with golden bounds with a huge golden sculpture that depicted a skull, right on the back of the throne. Suddenly, two enormous white earthworms entered the room; one of them looked angry while the other one looked sleepy.
“Looks like someone entered our Lord’s room,” the angry one said threateningly while the sleepy one stared at them.
“And you two must be?” Dan asked while crossing his arms.
“I am Perfect Koros while the one next to me is Kyle Park,” the angry one answered.
“Ngh… big bro, why don't we just take them to our Lord? I want to sleep…” Kyle said while yawning.
“Sure lil’ bro, let's take them to our Lord,” Koros said while crawling away with Kyle, motioning the triplets to follow them. The triplets stared at each other for a few seconds before following them. They passed through the dark corridor again, but going the opposite way, as they saw many odd creatures, such as hands, eyes, accessories, mobiles, monstrous creatures and more. They exited the castle, the splendid sky reflecting on the blood that was on the ground.
“Is it just me or this blood wasn't there when we first came?” Erik asked while staring at Null and Dan, who shrugged.
“Nothing to worry there, it is normal here; after all, we’re in the Fake Hell,” Koros replied.
After a few minutes, they entered a huge red hotel with many windows, named the “Bad Boys Hotel”. They walked through the red corridors with wood mobiles and wool carpets as long yellow lanterns were all around. They eventually reached a room whose violet wood door had the number “666” engraved on it. The two earthworms turned off the lights and disappeared while the door slowly opened. From the room came an immense aura of raw fear as darkness themselves made sure to hide any secret hidden inside this mysterious room.
“Looks like someone entered my kingdom…” someone said, hidden in the darkness. Null stepped forward and grabbed Erik and Dan’s shoulders. Suddenly, a mask emerged from the darkness; it was red, had two big red horns which were half-heart-shaped in such a way they, when combined, would create the outline of a heart, the smile painted on it was black and creepy and the eyes behind the mask were white but with a black pupil in their middle. 
“Pleasure to meet you, I am Setan,” a voice behind the mask said.
“I hope you will have a nice stay in my Fake Hell.”
== Chapter 8: I Am Not The Same ==
Dr. Bob was laying on a dark gray wooden bed, underneath a wall. He was thinking, thinking about his new self, his forgotten past and all he wanted to know about it. Suddenly, Tamara knocked on the already opened white wooden door, her right hand holding the golden handle. Dr. Bob didn't even stare at her and remained silent while Tamara slowly went closer to the bed, before laying down beside her father and hugging him.
“What do you want now?” Dr. Bob asked blankly before sighing. Tamara didn't answer and tightened her embrace.
“Sorry…” Tamara apologized with sorrow in her voice.
“Sorry? Sorry for what?” Dr. Bob questioned, confused, while Tamara snuggled her face on his back.
“For escaping…” Tamara answered with a soft smile as Dr. Bob remained silent for a while.
“Why did you come back?” he then asked while clenching his fits.
“Because it was too wild for all of us out there…” Tamara answered as Dr. Bob shook his head.
“Idiots, you were free from me and…” Dr. Bob began before he coughed. “You were free from me,” he snapped.
“Dad… We know that there is still some good in you… You just need to find it!” Tamara replied positively as she then put black plastic scientist glasses on Dr. Bob’s forehead.
“The others and I made this for you right before we came back…” Tamara explained with a wide smile on her lips. Dr. Bob’s eyes opened wide and finally stared at Tamara before pulling her in a really tight hug; she was happy.
“You are too kind…” Dr. Bob said while chuckling and stroking Tamara’s hair.
“Listen… what would you wish to become when you turn into an adult?” Dr. Bob asked, now showing more emotions.
“Mmmmh… well I wish to become a psychologist,” Tamara answered with the look of someone that is deeply into their thoughts.
“A psychologist, huh? Well, you always have been someone really understanding, even towards me…” Dr. Bob replied while smiling warmly. He then got up from the bed and yawned right after stretching.
“Listen… May I share a secret with you?” Dr. Bob asked while crossing his arms and staring at Tamara which fluttered her eyes in surprise as she hadn't thought about her father becoming suddenly so kind as to share secrets with her.
“S-sure…” she answered while staring at her father, a hint of curiosity merged with fear. Dr. Bob then walked towards his wardrobe and opened it, revealing Rose’s nude body hidden inside. Tamara’s eyes widened and she started to tremble while stepping back two times.
“Hey, there’s no reason to be afraid…” Dr. Bob began as he grabbed Tamara’s hand slowly. “It's not like it seems…” Dr. Bob reassured her with a sincere voice. Tamara decided to trust him and simply kept staring at her mother who had died since long ago in awe.
“Why is she here?” she asked, now staring at her father, who stared back.
“Because it's been a while since I tried to bring her back to life,” Dr. Bob answered. Tamara remained silent as she looked away from both her parents.
“And how is it going…?” she then questioned. Dr. Bob smiled at her and looked at Rose.
“It should be done tomorrow, in the morning,” Dr. Bob replied as he then closed the wardrobe. Tamara’s eyes then watered with tears, which started to stream down her soft skin.
“Mom…” Tamara said while sobbing, and Dr. Bob felt concerned as he hugged her head.
“Come on, don't cry… I have an idea! If you stop crying, I’ll free Shadow and Hana out of their syringes,” Dr. Bob said while wiping away a tear from Tamara’s cheek, who nodded. He then walked towards a brown wooden mobile and opened the first drawer where Shadow and Hana’s syringes were. He then broke them, releasing them free from those containers. Shadow simply stared at Hana and hugged her tightly.
“Are you ok, Hana?” Shadow asked, worried for her sister who smiled at him and nodded.
“Yes… don't worry…” Hana answered as she hugged her brother back. Dr. Bob picked Tamara up and laid her on his bed before staring at the two shadows.
“Take care of her tonight, I will keep working on Rose,” he said while taking out of another mobile a syringe containing a yellow liquid. 
Meanwhile, Rayan and Vincent were fighting in the huge garden of the laboratory.
“Nine Souls: Fifth, Meteor Wisp!” Vincent shouted as he shaped a meteor through controlling his will-o’-the-wisps, which fell from the sky on Rayan’s head, whose fingers could be seen adorning blue hot fire, slowly burning his hands; but before the meteor hit Rayan, he turned his fire off and, once it did, smoke covered the entire garden due to the strength of the impact. When the smoke faded away, Rayan was holding that meteor with his arms, his muscles strengthened by his blood manipulation powers.
“Not bad,” Rayan said as he threw away the meteor which simply faded away. Vincent smirked and threw himself at Rayan to uppercut him who, unable to dodge, fell on the floor, laying down while looking at the starry sky.
“I beat you, so can we play chess now?” Vincent asked excitedly. Rayan sighed and nodded at him. 
The next day, Tamara was sleeping peacefully while Shadow and Hana were beside her. She opened her eyes at eight a.m. just to see her mother, Rose, standing next to the bed on her knees while holding her daughter’s hand. Tamara stared at her for a few seconds before starting to cry and sob right after getting up and jumping in her arms. She then looked again at her face, only to notice something awkward in her appearance: her body was pale, her eyes blank, although they showed a sign of life, and she could see the place where her heart once was.
“Sorry Tamara; that's the best I could do…” Dr. Bob apologized while holding a black bra that he placed on Rose’s breasts.
“Thanks, dear…” Rose thanked with a lovely expression on her face when staring at Dr. Bob, who hugged her back in the next second.
“Rose…” Dr. Bob said with tears in his eyes while hugging Rose’s head as tight as he could, almost as if she was dying once again. Rose grabbed his left hand and rested her head on his chest. Shadow and Hana went into another room, leaving the couple and their daughter alone. 
The next day, Dr. Bob was dressing up Rose with a long black cotton one-leg dress that only covered her right leg, short sleeves, laces behind her neck that formed a cross shape, long black thick wool socks, high black rubber heels, black long wool fingerless gloves, huge circle-shaped gold earrings, four golden necklaces and a cute tiny black rose as a hair clip, placed on the left side of her hair; he also used a blood red lipstick on her lips and painted her nails with the same color. Rose was blushing slightly while he was doing this, a wide smile spread across her face at her husband’s care.
“T-Thank you, honey…” Rose said with lovely eyes as she stared at Dr. Bob, who simply kissed her cheek and smiled back at her.
“Where are we going?” she then asked with a curious look on her face.
“To the house of one of my ‘friends’ to have a business dinner,” Dr. Bob answered while feeling slightly guilty because of something in his mind. Rose kissed his cheek softly.
“What is wrong?” She asked, worried for her husband who grabbed her hand softly.
“Well… please don't get mad at me but… Tamara will have an arranged marriage with my friend's son, and they paid us millions…” Dr. Bob answered with a slight concern. Rose remained silent for a while before pouting. Dr. Bob grabbed her cheek and tried to not make her mad, succeeding. 
“Can we find a way to stop this arranged marriage?” Rose questioned with an hopeful look. Dr. Bob nodded and petted her.
“I will make sure they won't see the light for the next couple of days that’ll precede the marriage,” he reassured her, before giving her one last kiss and grabbing her hand. They then went with Tamara to Dr. Bob’s friend's house, at Shibuya. 
It was a huge white villa, so huge it, from outside, looked like it contained eight hundred rooms; the entrance was a huge green iron gate, an intercom shaped as a golden dragon statue whose button was hidden in the opened mouth of the creature, which Dr. Bob pressed as the gate suddenly opened, revealing a little rock path that led to the front brown pine wood door. 
Dr. Bob then knocked on that door, which automatically opened all of a sudden, and yet no one could be seen behind it; Rose and Tamara were impressed while Dr. Bob just remained silent, as if he had expected that feature. Tamara, for the occasion, was wearing a cute long black dress, black short-heels, black fingerless gloves, a ruby necklace; moreover, she had put red lipstick and painted her nails black. They entered the house, a huge corridor welcoming them, which had white walls and a brown wood floor; there was a huge uncomfortable feeling in the air.
“M-Mum… can I grab your hand?” Tamara asked as she was feeling delocalised and worried. Rose led her hand to her daughter as she grabbed it tightly.
“Don't worry sweetheart…” Rose answered with a warm smile. The three of them walked in the corridor that seemed infinite.
How awkward… Dr. Bob thought as he couldn't see the end of the corridor. He tried contacting Christopher through his mind, unsuccessfully. 
“Dad, I am getting scared…” Tamara said as she couldn't see the beginning of the room anymore. Dr. Bob stared at his back and saw nothing except the corridor.
It might be a sort of loop… but how? Dr. Bob thought as he was starting to get worried too. Then, he stared at Tamara, who was sweating and breathing heavily.
Wait… don't tell me she is… claustrophobic… Dr. Bob pondered with widened eyes as Tamara fell on her knees while holding her hair.
“W-what’s happening to me…” Tamara began as she struggled to breathe. “Dad, help me!” she screamed in panic as she was seeing everything blurry and had teary eyes. Rose was trying all she could to calm her down but it was useless. Suddenly, Tamara passed out with tears in her eyes. Dr. Bob tried punching the wall, but it was no use.
Uh? Good resistance, but let's see if you can survive this… Dr. Bob then punched the wall so hard that it damaged the skin of his hand; the wall broke, leaving a void instead. Suddenly, a newspaper came out from the ceiling; it smelled good and didn't look old. Dr. Bob read it immediately and remained shocked by its content as, on the front page, was written:
“Patrick Fanz was sentenced to death after abusing his wife to death and sending his son to the hospital! If the police didn't enter when he was beating his son up, he would be dead too!” 
Dr. Bob remained silent, having no idea of what to say or to do as he was trapped in that corridor.
Bullshit… he thought as he threw the newspaper away, which landed on the floor. Suddenly, the whole corridor vanished, as did the house. Christopher then appeared in front of Dr. Bob.
“You really aren't good, uh?” Christopher asked as Dr. Bob tilted his head.
“What do you mean?” Dr. Bob asked. 
“I found out Patrick had the power to make loops and wanted to use it to trap you, so I made sure he died in order to free you; thank me later, now let's go away,” Christopher answered as he grabbed Tamara’s hair to drag her, but Dr. Bob slapped his hand, angered by this gesture from his brother. Christopher stared at him for two seconds before smirking and picking up Tamara kindly, with his arms under her legs and nape. They went home and, when they did, Rayan and Vincent were gone.
Shit… Dr. Bob thought while Christopher disappeared after giving Tamara to her mother, who went to sleep with her daughter.