The Shadow realm

"Goodness!!! This looks so astounding!!" Michael exclaimed to himself as he admired the object in front of him. He approached it, then decided to investigate further. Upon closer examination, he discovered it was a fluid substance in a bottle, shimmering like gold.

Acting quickly, Michael opened the bottle and the substance disappeared into thin air. Despite searching everywhere, he couldn't find any trace of it. He shut the bottle and immediately returned to his room, pretending as if nothing had happened.

His uncle, a chubby and fat man with a thick beard, returned home from his usual conference meeting and went directly to his lab. He noticed something was amiss and set out to investigate. Upon arriving in his lab, he discovered that the fluid in the jug he had created not long before he was summoned was missing. He searched everywhere for it, but couldn't find any trace of it. He was perplexed and couldn't understand what could have happened to it. He became furious and immediately stormed over to Michael's room, determined to get to the bottom of the mystery.

"Are you the one that open the jug in my lab?!!" he said with furious face, tapping him and investigating his eye directly,"

"Y...e...s...I...was...the one, and I am extremely sorry," Michael said with a pitiful and remorseful look, trying to get back into his uncle's good graces.

Mr. John took Michael straight to the lab and ran some tests on him. Despite the results of the tests coming back normal, Mr. John was still not satisfied.

Michael went back to college after the holiday, and on his way to school, he ran into a group of boys from his school who frequently bullied him. They would often target him due to his small and weak stature. "Hey Michael, what do you have in your bag for us?" one of them sneered.

"I have nothing for you its just my lunch in it.

"You fool!!!, You have nothing for us or what did you recently said.

"Yes I have nothing for you kindly let me be."

As Michael walked down the hallway, a sudden jolt of pain shot through his stomach as a guy next to him, filled with anger, gave him a punch in the gut.

He let out a cry of pain as he doubled over, falling to the ground. "Ouch! Gracious! My stomach!" he cried out in torment. The group of young men seized the opportunity to grab his bag and steal his lunch while he lay writhing in pain on the ground."

As Michael cried out in agony, rolling on the floor, he felt something stirring in his stomach. Before he could even attempt to stand up, he fainted and was rushed to the school clinic for medical attention. He was amazed at what had just happened to him and couldn't understand what caused it.

"Where am I?" he groggily asked, He opened his eyes and tried to sit up but he felt weak and his stomach was hurting. "You're in the medical clinic," a unfamiliar voice answered, " someone found you unconscious on the ground and brought you here, your uncle is on his way to be with you" The voice added.

As the door to the clinic room opened, Mr. John walked in and asked with concern, "Hello there, what happened on the way to school?"

"I felt unexpected stomach discomfort, can we leave now?"

"Indeed the specialist said you are fine that we can return home."

After leaving the clinic, Michael and his uncle returned home. Upon arriving, his uncle immediately took Michael to his personal lab and ran a series of tests on him. While the first few test results were promising, the final test results were not as satisfactory.

His uncle started to have some strange suspicion that something was amiss and then he began monitoring Michael's condition, feeling remorseful.

"If anything happens to Michael I will feel remorseful for my entire life" he said silently to himself, then, at that point, He decided to create a similar fluid and use it on himself, and began working on a fix just in case something goes wrong with Michael's condition.

Now everything appears to be alright. Michael returned to school feeling lively and strong, as if he had just visited the gym.

He walked into his classroom and settled in, ready for the day's lesson, but something felt off to him, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He decided to stay alert and observe his surroundings. As the class began, he heard a faint voice speaking in his head but couldn't quite understand it.

"What's going on here " he spoke silent.

"Nothing is going on, am the second you".

Upon hearing a voice say "Am you, you are me, we are one," he stood up and began searching under the table for its source. Everyone in the room, including Mrs. Edward, a fair-looking woman with short curly blonde hair, stared at him in surprise. The teacher, also puzzled, approached him and asked, "What's going on? Who are you talking to?

As the teacher approached him and asked him what was happening, the sky outside suddenly turned dark and cast the room in an eerie gloom, giving an indication that something was amiss.

"Oh no! The alphas have arrived! Tell everyone to run!" a voice said urgently in his mind.

"Alphas? Who are they?" Michael asked the voice telepathically.

"They are from another planet and are incredibly powerful. Your world needs help now," the voice continued.

A deafening roar filled the room, the noise was so intense that it was causing pain to those around him. But strangely, Michael remained untouched by it. He was left wondering how it was possible for him to be immune to the noise.