The Alien King's Alluring Obsession

Edna

My lips trembled with suppressed fury.

"Excuse me?" I questioned.

What did this girl mean by those words?

I was still trying to cope with the empty space Tyler left when he died. Now, a random girl came over to rip my wounds open ruthlessly.

My eyes settled on Tyler's bag.

His ID card was inside the bag.

"I didn't mean to mock your brother or do anything of that sort." The girl responded with a downcast tone of voice, "I just don't want to die."

Her words were like a splash of cold water. It calmed me down.

This girl was right.

I had my own quota. There was nothing I could do with Tyler's ticket.

It would be useless.

She did not mean to trigger my trauma. Nobody would ignore a way to live. If she didn't make an effort, she would be crazy.

I opened Tyler's bag and brought his ID out.

Giving this girl Tyler's quota is a win-win.

Tyler would have been very happy and it would be good for me to have someone close to me when we go on the spaceship.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

"Take the card." I handed the card to her, "Remember your words. I don't need you to serve me for the rest of my life, I am not handicapped. Just be a close friend, that's all."

The girl nodded like a chick pecking grains.

She hurried to the seven men and women checking the quotas.

The woman that announced Tyler's death to me nonchalantly glanced at me.

A tiny hint of approval was intertwined with her eyebrows.

The woman glanced at the ID card the girl presented. She nodded at the girl after scanning the card with her eyes once.

The girl hurried to where I was with a big smile.

The joy of surviving an inescapable disaster shone in her eyes.

My heart warmed up.

Tyler and I brought that kind of joy to someone. It was something to be proud of.

My lips hooked up into a smile.

"Thank you so much! God will bless you. I will be the closest friend you have ever known." The girl gushed in excitement.

I waved her away, "There is no need to treat me specially. My brother is the one you should thank. It is a pity that he is not here now. His name is Tyler."

"His name is beautiful. I am Renee by the way. It is nice to be acquainted with you. What's your name? My ears couldn't get all the sounds when those inspectors said your name." The girl said.

"I'm Edna Diaz." I introduced myself.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Penelope.

She was hanging on the arms of an old, bald man with sparse white hair on his head. He was round and his belly covered half of his body frame.

His lecherous eyes was on Penelope.

One on his hands was on her chest. The hand kept moving indiscriminately. Her chest was pressed into all kinds of shape in his hands.

A forced smile was on her lips.

Oh? How hypocritical.

I didn't feel any surge of pity for my former sister-in-law at all.

I only felt plain disgust and fury.

Penelope was a snake.

I blamed myself for ever thinking she was a kind and sweet sister-in-law.

She proved her real character in the worst way possible.

She said she didn't want to go through the route of begging widowers or anybody with extra quotas. She wanted me to do that instead.

Now, she was doing the exact same thing she refused to do. She was going back on her words.

If she knew she could stomach this method, why did she kill Tyler in the first place?

I am sure it is not all people with extra quotas that are unkind. I am sure some of them wouldn't be like the man Penelope was hanging out with right now.

I was the kind of person that tries to not judge people by the first impressions they gave me. This man was an exception.

He looked like a sleezebag.

She just let Tyler die for something so small.

If she looked for a quota herself, even if it was with sleezebags like the man she was hanging on right now, Tyler would have accepted her back with open arms. He would have felt guilty and treat her better.

Alas, Penelope decided to gatecrash into hell instead of going to heaven.

Now, she lost her loving boyfriend and she would be stuck with a man that was only interested in her body for a long time.

Penelope was stupid.

My hands curled up into fists.

I felt like killing her. I wanted to tear her to pieces.

Since she didn't want to die, I wanted to make her experience death in the worst way possible.

Alas, the inspectors wouldn't let anyone go crazy.

They knew martial arts.

The smooth and compact muscle lines on their body assured me of that fact.

Going against them wasn't something I would want to do.

I stopped looking at Penelope.

The more I look, the more my anger grows.

It was better to save myself from the heartache and fury.

The ground shook violently again.

A splash of fiery lava surged upwards.

The heat in the air multiplied immediately.

I turned to Renee, "Come on, let's get on the spaceship."

She nodded.

We walked into the spaceship quickly.

The structure of the spaceship was built like a mini city. It didn't have all the infrastructure but it had the basic amenities.

Before we could go further, a woman in white clothes came towards us.

"Wait. Before entering the city, you have to register your fingerprint and names." The woman informed us.

She brought a huge device with her.

The device was complex and complicated. It had four small wheels to move it around.

"Okay." I agreed.

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Renee and I followed her instructions.

After a few minutes, we were done with the registration.

"You can go now. Welcome to the city. Everything in the city requires your fingerprint. It is the only way to identify people. Good luck." The woman said before leaving. I walked into the city.

Someone passed my side.

I stopped them.

My hand reached out and held their hand.

If I didn't do what I did, the person might decide that I was calling the wrong person.

I don't want something like that to happen.

"Hello, how can we get accomodation here?" I asked.

"You see those huge buildings?" The woman I stopped asked.

I glanced around.

I could see the buildings she was talking about.

Those kinds of buildings occupied 80% of the city.

Those buildings were huge.

"That is the residential area. You have to go into one of them and register your fingerprint. You would be assigned a room to share with the others." The woman said. "Okay. Thank you." I said and released my hand.

"You are welcome." The woman said before she continues her walk.

I looked at Renee, "We should go."

I exhaled slowly.

I don't know what the future holds.

I have lost my brother to the cold hands of death, I was still having inexplicable dreams about a man that set my heart on fire and my world is about to be destroyed. What I am sure of is that I would try my best to be okay.

It was a promise.