bowl of potato salad, rose up, paused, and whimpered like a puppy.
In one of the Amolvian beach huts, a more established and epic Zybu peeked into the window to check on Little-Azarban. “Zybu...?” Little-Azarban asked. “My highness, what’s wrong?”
“I could feel his pain while he was being persecuted. I felt every single blow...when I was gawndihowled.”
“We felt it, too, Gawnden; every, individual, Amolvian and every angel of the lord… We ARE a part of him and heavenly father. And he owns everything he makes...He knew...He knows, son...” explained Zybu. Little-Azarban understood. The roof of the hut was made of hay. Joelnaq dropped in, while eavesdropping, and landed on his face. “Joel’? What the heck?”
“OW...HEY...Who hurt my brother? Start meowin’ or I’m gonna skin your happy-eyed ass.” Joel joked. Christ, passively, opened the door to the hut and walked in. “Joelnaq?” said Christ. “Is that why you’ve been so quiet, Little-Azarban?”
“Joel, no… Heh… It’s cool, dude.”
“No it ain’t,” Joel responded. “What’re you? – Some-kind of butt pirate?” Joelnaq asked Christ, who burned like candlelight. “You don’t want to be against me in Axe...Thou...where is Groove?” Christ asked, severely unable to be deprived of inner peace. I fell through the roof of the hut, aged to about five years. I had lost my white robe somewhere in the arena. My, all-black, costume matched my hat, shoes, and gloves. Demo landed onto the roof and crawled to where he could stick his little head in and locate me. “GWOOVE...YOU JOAWK! GIMME BACK THAT CANNY...!”
“Did I say you could eat, yet? You - and that Lily - think you’re so slick!”
“Dad, cape’s a jerk. He keeps riding me so I was trying to show him who’s boss!” I said as if I was about to start singin’ a rap song, knowing I was wrong. “Well the boss has to be a better example, son. Don’t be ashamed to do what I say, man - that breaks my heart, man. Now you didn’t even want that food, did you baby?” He picked me up and held me close. I sobbed and shook my head to express that I didn’t. I sniffled and moped around full of shame; I like to impress Christ. “Don’t…want so much- you wouldn’t cry so much. There’s always more than enough.” Zybu told me. “Aww, it’s ok. Gimme five, man.” said Demo as if he was about to start singin’ a country music song. He made me laugh, aged to five as well with treats strapped to his back. The guitar strings in his breastplate auto-strummed themselves to cheer me up. I was crying in laughter. Christ was training us to age, appropriately, for when we deployed in the other slots for war. “Gawndihowl morph…” Demo and I called. After becoming a thumb-sized infant with a white robe on again, we asked if any one had any shout outs. “Let – not – Lucifer, infiltrate the Lord’s vessel…If he knocks, say ‘Go away’ in the name of the son...’ Goodbye,” Christ said as he vanished. “Bye Dad!” I replied.
The spirit can do wonders. When King Herod and the Romans persecuted the apostles, they didn’t feel that crap! They believed their flesh was above their spirits!
One of the apostles is even crucified and pretends to feel them whipping him! (♪WHPP♪) "OHHHHH...My funny bone..." He kept pausing after every hit to think of something to say because he has a hard time lying. (♪WHPPP♪) “OHHH...I hope they can read my handwriting...” He looks back to see when they’d smite him again.
He broke the shackles, shoved one of the Roman guys into a brick wall, and knocked the wind out of him with brute strength! “My bad...Keep going (♪WHOP♪) OHHH...! - CAMEL THROUGH A NEEDLE’S EYE...” He looks back to see if they’re still hitting him. (♪WHOP♪) “OHHH...I’m just a hot Jewish guy...”
SECTION III
AXE’S TOP HEADLINES IN A NUTSHELL
Lucifer and his team freed and given an even broader essence under the condition that the play their roles in Axe: “These jerks would’ve taken anything besides more long years in chains.” Michael, the archangel answered reporters with overflowing bass in his lungs! When we asked if he had any trouble with them he replied, “No. Lucifer and I argued a bit because he still had some things to get off his chest. I hearkened, and it was still the same old crap so, I went ahead and knocked him into the axe and let his team have an advantage in the earth while his essence would be weaker in the world.” Then we visited Ezequador for further info on the situation. He got right to the point saying, “I know what you want to know… Don’t give me that run-around propaganda! You want to know what roles Lucifer’s team is playing! Lucifer will be called Sugg Soatchio – a steel shape-shifting chameleon dragon- Groove’s archenemy. Lucifer’s team will be the seven major sins. One will be called Pride; one will be called glutton; the others will be envy, greed, sloth, anger, vanity, and they will be expected to only promote the sin they are entitled to. They are the exact opposites of the generated nukes. They will be able to come and go as they please, while Lucifer can never leave. There, now are you happy?”
Veunic meets with Christ and shares an idea for Axe: “I wanted to make a microscopic-substance that could become any element and be controlled by Ezequador.” He explains to the local inhabitants. The super-Hollowbot act is passed. The term 'Hollowbotic' is widely spread amongst Axe inhabitants. Hollowbotic instances appear to be real people and things. Now that people haunt Hollowbotics for extra defense, ghosts are beginning to wear them like body armor! And they work! Don’t get unplugged! “We say someone’s unplugged when they have no bot there to protect their soul from being locked up by charged light, darkness, or fire...” says young Charlie, a local hipster. Also called ‘defense belts’ the bots are a very sufficient way for ghosts to feel alive again.
Hollowbots or clones become the other form of currency: Since they are vital to the ghost’s freedom, bots have become a value to the whole network of Gawnden. This is why Veunic designed the super-Moonnaut for Gawnden who acquire one million bots! “I call it ‘Moonnaut’ because once you get this wealthy you’ll be able to branch off and almost have enough Hollowbots to recycle ‘em and build your own planet with Hollowbotic life forms.”
“That’s gonna be one powerful bot, it’s gonna take forever to unplug a Moonnaut!” says Rosebush aka the heart nanny. Now, from what we’ve seen, the monsters play a big role in keeping the money flowing, but the officers’ main focuses are life points- another widely engaging form of currency.
Ezequador’s Amolvian seaside chair with Hollowbotic fans that turn on when he sits: We spoke with the priest of Axe and this is what he had to say, “I just love playing around with this stuff. I love Veunic for this. No job I can remember having done...makes me feel like I feel when I work with Hollowbotics.”
Sons of Lucifer create an organization called ‘The Dark Gawnden’: “Those thieving brats...! I made it up!” says Zybu the cherubim, who originated the term Gawnden - which means gawndihowled soul. Shortly afterward, Ezequador starts the ‘The Light Gawnden’ consisting of light officers that obtain the required rank. “Now you know I ain’t gonna lie to you, those fools sent a spy over here and stole our idea.” says Ezequador.
Sons of Lucifer sign an agreement with the Amolvian alumni: The contract confirmed that they could not enter Super Amolvia or the white room, although their followers were allowed to visit the white room- yet, not the Amolvian palace. In addition, that if they were to cheat, advanced Light officers could step in and help no matter what weight class they are...and vice versa!
Dark Gawnden cheat often but never prospers: “I don’t even waist my time anymore.” Ezequador sobbed. “We can’t find a way to win anywhere we go…THEY’RE cheating us.” Typhon – the dark Gawnden’s primary organizer – tells bold reporters. Then, we spotted Joelnaq at the Amolvian beach and asked what he thought of these alleged words and here was his response: “HHAHAHAHA- So, your team is full of cheating angels against human beings and the Generated nukes- who can’t devolve, true enough, but the humans aren’t half as powerful as those Dark Gawnden! I’m so glad I get to jump in when they cheat because some of the sh’’ I see out here
is ridiculous...”
The angels move the cursed axe into the Garden of Eden so that the humans can tour the garden before they go to heaven: “Uhh, yeah, we were having too much degeneration in Libya, and Incubus’ team was only gonna keep devolving them. So, uhm, this is permanent.” Joelnaq responded to questioning about the removal. “Now, the axe is in a place that’s guarded by Christ’s army and evil can’t get in.” Joelnaq added. Every Sunday, the axe opens up, shrinks the lost spirits of men, and absorbs them into Super Amolvia where they decide if they want to serve the Dark Gawnden or Light Gawnden.
The Generated Nukes and the ghosts of the humans discover that fighting the monsters gains Hollowbots: Wearing Hollowbots makes it more difficult for their adversaries to bind them. Ghosts to move in fast motion, but when wearing bots, the Hollowbot’s engine slows them down a bit, hence the term ‘double clocking’!
The first super micro-windows are installed into primary Hollowbots in order for the two opposing sides to keep track of their stats: Later that day, the hyper-nano window, and the surround-belt were introduced. Surround belt is a microscopic computer chip installed into the hyper-nano window. It
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