Talk With Nemesis Ball

There I am, back in the comfiness of my home, the light is back, my PC though, still a mess of a thing showing whatever I was doing.

It, till now, still feels surreal, I would not wish it to cease though, it is too good of an opportunity. And also because when there is a ghost crow and a floating ball of blue light in your house. You are either fucked and good luck in the hospital or your dream finally resolved. Clearly, no matter which state you are actually in, believing the second situation is always better. You are beyond repair either case.

I then turned to the ball. “How should I interact with you?”, I said, in a half asking half murmuring way.

“Good evening sir, I am a Nemesis Ball. You may tell me what you wish to know, and I will show you, in the form of holograms.” The ball erupted.

So a Siri but more limited, hopefully more intelligent. “Hey Siri, I’ll abbreviate you as that, what are my target options? The recommended ones.”

“No problem sir, the—” *DOON* Siri was interrupted by a large noise of something hitting the floor.

Oh lord, Through portals she arrived, cometh from another land the beauty.

There she was, Melissa, in all her glory, with some blood on her head, some cuts, wounds, probably a broken ankle too. She simply lays there, fainted, as promised. Damn! I thought to meself.

Lets just say that, “the journey through planes to my new master with a four nippled monster” didn’t go well for her.

“The brat, resisted a little, don’t worry, she will heal herself very quickly.” Golthuem explained slightly, with chuckles, then disappeared again.

A small window of silence.

Now you have a problem on your hand, how do you deal with her? To start, I ordered—

“—sir the—”

“Shut up Siri.”

“Yes sir”

As I was saying, first to be a ****, so I ordered my crow, now named Pigeon, creative and hilarious indeed, to first make her a “unit(of the hive)”.