Lives Of The Unknown Book 1: The Legend of Andrew Lockeford (25 page)

Ionoe: I….I don’t get it. I never had to worry about
that. Usually, we don’t worry about anything past death. We live
just to live. When we die, we die.

Jimmy: Hey, we don’t even have to affect trillions
of people. We could just be important to a select few. It’s just
that when….well, Voriaku said our actions make our lives and other
people’s lives either living heavens or living hells.

Ionoe: I don’t even know what heavens or hells
are.

Jimmy: I just found out about those recently. They
were Earth terms, used for—

Suddenly the law enforcer from before appeared in
front of them, having his hands behind his back. He had a friendly
expression, but Jimmy and Ionoe were rather uncomfortable due to
his presence. He was wearing something over his eyes.

Enforcer: So I heard from you that one of the
Selentors actually sounded like a good person.

The law enforcer stretched out one of his hands,
which had a device on it. He pressed a button and a flash occurred,
bright enough to affect everyone within a ten foot radius. He put
away the device into a pouch on his belt.

Enforcer: Remember this: anything and everything
that the Selentors do is evil and ruthless. Nothing they say or do
is beneficial to us.

Ionoe: Okay.

Jimmy: Understood.

The memory-erasing device that the law enforcer had
was designed so that people knew they had part of their memory
erased, but they didn’t know what had been erased from their
memories.

Jimmy: ….What did we say that was bad enough to be
erased?

Ionoe: I dunno. Probably needed to be gone, or else
we would have gotten into trouble.

Jimmy: I….I’m going back to my place.

Ionoe: See ya.

Ionoe went back to focusing on her Do-all device.
There was a screen that lay within her line of vision, but not
within the center. It existed more in the top-right corner of her
sight. Jimmy teleported back to his laboratory, where he had all of
his documents stored onto a computer. However, the data concerning
Voriaku’s words have been deleted by a central data-tracking system
directed by the AOIB. Jimmy went back to find these words, but he
could find nothing.

This is a roughly-average day on Ku-an Doel. There
are many others who have heard of Andrew’s tale, and there are
plenty of people who feel the same way that Jimmy does in general,
but Jimmy is the only one who had ever contacted the human in
person. This day will mark the beginning of a series of events to
come that will determine the fate of humans, intel-beings, and
everything else that exists in the universe.

To Be

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