Dragon King: Wind & Spirit

I couldn't answer, the question how did he know was running through his mind right now. For one thing this place seemed to be totally isolated from the rest of Gonin Gora, and I was sure I never did give out any sort of s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e information to Samson about earth, from the answers and replies I already gave.

"No worries, no need to be so surprised. The reason why I know this is because the universe works with certain rules that can't be broken. One of them is that anybody who crosses dimensions can not go above their layer, but can only go to the layer beneath them. Not to mention you can only ever cross or jump from one dimension to another once in all of you existence. Either as a fleshy body, or as a soul.

Mages and many other strange and miscellaneous professions have been trying to travel to the dimension above us for millions of years, and before you ask the answer is no. There is no layer beneath us, this is the end of the universe, the core dimension.

However this still doesn't explain how I know that you're from earth, which in my opinion is a stupid sounding name to call a planet.

Earth is an element damn it! Anyway, you're not the first person to come here, there is that vampire king from Shearath, and he got here quite recently too, hasn't even been up to five years, but of course in this place times a little loopy. Then there's that psionic general from Pangea, the crazy space pirate queen bitch and her sisters, oh yes there's also that demon fire queen, and that immortal practitioner girl that just loves to rant about Daos, though she's quite proficient with water element skills. There's a former slave who found some sort of sphere that taught him ancient crafting and battle techniques of the earth element. The dude is so powerful that he could change the gravity of a planet with just a snap of his fingers. And then finally there's you, small, scrappy and weak with no hint of power whatsoever. My final evaluation about you is that you're pathetic, even with that gene modifier grafted to your skin."

If I was not surprised when he was given the explanation about the universe, well I was surprised now. The knowledge about not being the only person from earth was not that surprising, after all I was here with ninety eight other pioneers.

But the fact that all this other names mentioned have already been here and entrenched in this universe for countless number of years before earths government sent people over was so strange and bizarre I could not help but be immensely shocked.

Such knowledge raised numerous other questions, how did they get here, how did they survive, and from the way they all seem to be well known, especially their origin about being from a different layer of the universe, it means this guys and every other person knew they were from earth.

It was confusing, because before the space gate on 12-1 no one had any idea of information about people crossing over. Heck we didn't even know that the space that was to another universe or dimension, much less that people already arrived here. We had all though that it led to a planet far into space, to a placed that we've not been able to reach or explore...…how very wrong we were.

"Don't be too surprised, but like I said there are certain rules given by the universe itself that can't be broken, so I'm going to go out on a limb and say that there's something wrong with the gene modifier on your wrist."

I did not need to say anything else, my eyes and the look within them was enough confirmation for Samson.

"One peculiar rule about jumping layers or dimensions is that the belongings of the person making the jump will always be tempered with. Especially when it clashes with the universal laws of the dimension you're in. I think the reason why that happened is because your human body was not built to connect to the way, or as most people say, the system.

The system is a supernatural entity that supervises the growth and abilities of an individual and since your soul did no get reincarnated or transmigrated into a body that's specifically tailored for this world, you've become an anomaly that the universe would try to correct, and with the tools available. You're lucky it did not decided to just out rightly kill you and your son.

Though from what I have been able to glean, it seems that earth was able to find a different way. The regulator is actually a gene modifier that would keep track of your vitals and communicate with your peers back on earth. A nifty piece of tech way ahead of its time if not for the fact that they kept a huge secret from you guys about it."

I was not really surprised that there was a secret to it. It was probably why it was grafted to my skin during the course of the transfer through the spatial gate. That's what the government did, they kept secrets, and all for a variety of reasons. I have served as a pilot for a while, so I'm well aware of how they operate. But what secret?

"The regulator does not have it's name for nothing. But it's also missing something too. It's also a monitor and gene therapy device, capable of rewriting your human genome at the behest of the people who gave it to you. It's really fascinating! They would be capable of remotely evolving and rewriting your personality from another freaking! Universe. You guys are not tourists or pioneers, you're a f.u.c.k.i.n.g invasion force."

I felt weak in the knees, the amount of shock in the short period I have been in this castle has left me greatly shaken. All this could not be accepted at just the word of a strange robot alone, but I knew somehow that this was the truth. It was like realizing it on an instinctual level, not to mention the whole slew of evidence that have just been dropped in front of me.

It was a lot to take in, but I was mostly frazzled because I had no idea how to properly react to this knowledge or how much of a help it was to me or my son. But the fact that there were already established people from earth, meant that if I could get in touch with them they could offer me support and answer a lot of my questions.

After all we were all from the same dimension and planet. But that was just me shooting at the dark, I felt betrayed, and coupled with my depression over Max's situation, I felt like dying.

Finding the others would be the best course of action, after all; humans are pack creatures, we thrived well in a group.

Of course I did not expect finding them to be easy, especially when you consider the size of the universe. But they should be out there somewhere, and it seems they might actually be the only people that could answer some of the questions hidden deep within my heart.

"The others that came before me, do you know where I can find them. Are they close, can we contact them. And is there a way to save my son." I asked my questions in a rapid manner not given Samson enough time to answer me.

"Whoa, Whoa slow down, to find them as you are now is practically impossible. This guys are right at the top of the pyramid of this layer. To get to them you need to go through practically whole civilizations, some of which have vowed to end their very existence. Not to mention once word gets out that you are from earth just like them, you would have the entire dimension after your head.

Half of them would want to kill you or experiment on you, the other half would want to control you. Time has proven that every time someone from earth traveled through the layer, regardless of which ever part of the core universe they land in, they always end up extremely powerful, influential, and capable of deeds that will leave every corner of the vast cosmos trembling in fright.

You guys are a valuable commodity in the hands of anyone who is able to utilize your potential to fullest capacity. You guys are the freaks of the universe, which is not surprising considering earth is the origin planet of the seven dimensional layer. "

I was struck speechless again. I was extremely disadvantaged here, and now it seems that everything outside of this castle would shoot first and ask questions later apart from a select few, and even then those guys would want to use me for their own gains.

Regardless of how I looked at it, I could not see a way out of my current predicament. It seems like I had no choice but to hang around this castle until something changes with my situation.

I let out a frustrated sigh, as the very weight of the burden on me seemed to sink me deeper in a mire of uncertainty.

"I've got it!!!!" Samson's sudden scream was so jarring I l fell off the couch I was sitting on with an astonished look on my face.

"What have you gotten?" I asked with a voice that had part hope, part trepidation, and part fear hoping Samson had a method to at least save Max's life.

"Since all the other people from your layer that got here before you are supreme and powerful entities, with vast resources and capabilities capable of destroying worlds, you are completely unqualified to even smell a sniff of the shit that comes out of their a.s.s."

I could not help but frown at the analogy Samson was using. What the hell was with all the insults anyway.

"But with my help, yes of course, yes! Yes!. With my help you can be as powerful if not more than all of them. Then they would have no choice but to come look for you and bow before my awesome brilliance….. Err I mean your awesome brilliance. I was right, yes indeed I was right!, you are an extremely good specimen. So tell me you pathetic waste of space do you want to be a mage, and mind you, that's the only path available to you if you want to gather the resources capable of saving your son."

I was going to give my answer immediately, and my answer was going to be a huge YES!!!, I wanted nothing to do with Samson, nothing at all! The robot was crazy, but I had no choice. And he didn't even let me answer

"Good!, excellent! You have really sharp eyes and good intuition. In the whole of the boundless space of the core universe; there is no one else that can make you into an existence that would make the very gods shit their pants but me, so then let's get started, your training starts now.... Oh by the way, do you happen to have a name."

"F.u.c.k."

"Well nice to meet you F.u.c.k."