- You have a lot of variants.
- Do you have something?
Dux imagined his life shabby rented apartment, his capitaclass="underline" twenty thousand dollars, a reserved passport and potassium cyanide pills, hidden in the chair leg, just in case.
- Nope.
- I hate the poor well-wishers. You didn’t find your woman. That’s why, you are unlucky.
- And how should she look?
- It should look after herself, to be very well-groomed. She must have some kinds of spirits mood. Her house must be very clean and comfortable and there shouldn’t be any unnecessary things. In the evenings, her husband will relax in the bath. There will burn scented candles.
- Thank you for this story. To tell the truth, sometimes it happens that it becomes a true story.
- Well?
She began kissing his amazing lips and he again began leaving to the invented white gentle delicate world. They could not tear themselves from each other.
- Well, go away.
- If it comes to the push, go to your friends. They will not leave you.
- I know.
The crowd of the curious was gathering together.
Colonel took of the sacking and jumped into the chilly Atlantic water.
*
People were instinctively switching the entertainment channels. On the first page there were pert phrases like: "The collapse of America", "The End is coming to everybody", "The war between Foundry and Bredbasket," "The bombing of the US cities”. The dollar began to fall rapidly. For a one day, the US debt level reached thirty trillion dollars, so every American had one million dollars. In many countries, there were Internet irregularities, and in some countries it was even banned. No one knew where the US President. They said he was flying on a plane and the kerosene is about to coming to an end. A melting pot of a motley group of the US inhabitants seemed to be blown up. Earlier diluted ethnic groups suddenly began to appear: all these Dixie and the Yankees, Texans and Californians, Africans and Latin Americans, Lutherans and Mormons, Hawaiians, and Navajo. No one knew, there appeared new leaders and people had the feeling that they in advance had been waiting for their hour. The plague spread rapidly, and it seemed to be some chaotic plan conceived by someone. Ruthless armed immortelles everywhere blew up and burned gas stations and storages, called the heathen temple of the destroying cellular and Internet towers, looted the banks and organized bloody massacre and it was showed live on TV. They brutally tortured the employees of TV studios, and showed it to the whole world. Prisoners and patients from mental hospitals were released, having added the gunpowder of madness and chaos. The administrative buildings seemed to be a tough nut. Those who were the power used all possible ways to protect the objects. Around the citadels there were put the police cordons which used tear gas and water cannons. The snipers were on the roofs. One could see the armored vehicles, helicopters, and remote equipment without people who were running it by the space communications. There were everywhere the FBI agents, the CIA agents, and also marines in camouflage.
However, more and more terrible warriors of darkness, tearing to pieces the defenders, showing live the grimaces of violence and terror burst into the impregnable buildings. Special mockery was quite famous to a public.
America began to fall into a coma. Obviously, someone wanted to intimidate and to break the America’s spirit and the backbone.
At night, the US President declared a state of emergency and issued an unprecedented directive on protection of thousands of especially important objects of America. The Directive obliged to create a hemisphere of three kilometers and destroy over the border all life in every possible way. The list included prohibited weapons, such as bacteriological, chemical and nuclear ones. The special hope of the military was smart pointed nano bombs which for a second turned the enemy into the invisible molecular dust.
That dull morning all two hundred and fifty six leaders of the world's government assembled the ministers in their countries.
*
Prime Minister of Japan Shinzō Abe entered the chambers of the Emperor at four twenty-nine AM on the twenty-third of May 2015 with the first sun rays. The eighty years old Emperor Akihito, who, usually, got up before the sunrise, looked from the balcony at the piece of the toy sunlit rice field. He looked at the fantastic small imperial garden and immense Tokyo skyscrapers, trying to guess the outlines of the sacred Mount Fuji.
Prime Minister Abe bowed deeply three times, and cried:
- Kami-goitidzin!
The Emperor brought the premiere to a small temple trough the terrace, guarded with guns. Probably, a huge door hadn’t been opened for a few hundred years. Just from the other side one could see a hardly visible path with the second solid entrance. The Prime Minister was nervous a little bit
- Before you hold the morning government conference, you have to see one thing.
The Homostu-den was prohibited for mere mortals. The door opened, and the Abe’s heart beat in an unimaginable ecstasy. In front of them there were the most important mysterious things which had created the soul of the Japanese.
- I must say - the Emperor’s voice with the heighten dome, was like a sacred oath.
- The final major battle had begun. All signs: a tsunami, an earthquake, destroying of the nuclear power plant and the last war are only the beginning. The mankind will be broken from the only last continuous dynasty to the sky. Did the immortals visit our city?
- Hi.
- Are they stronger than their soldiers?
- Sa-c-ah! - Abe breathed with his clenched teeth, and then exhaled noisily.
-Get ready to the great main war.
- Oss, reyukay!
- Today I'm going to go to the sacred source of the immortality. At noon, call the Itsunori Onodera and all kinds of self-defense.
- Itte kimas.
- Go away.
The one hundred and sixty-fourth Emperor was a direct descendant of the goddess Amaterasu, who inherited the Earth. Some time later she sent hier grandson Ninigi to rule the Japanese islands, created by her parents. When Ninigi was preparing to leave Heaven, she gave him three things which had to ease his way: a bronze mirror, a necklace of precious stones and a sword. Having descended from the Heaven to the top of the mountain Takatiko in Kyushu, the prince, in due course, gave the regalia to his grandson Dzimmu, the first earthly Emperor of Japan.
The legend also says that one day terrible warriors of Kimon will come from the east and the west and, having drunk from the source of immortality, will destroy the Empire. And then the last emperor will fall, and the earth will part with the heaven, and the world will collapse.
- Why have I to fight with immortals! - He exclaimed. - All my three hundred and sixty ancestors managed to avoid the last battle.
The Emperor walked through the hall with pictures of his predecessors and stared at the embroidered scroll of the Emperor Tenji. On his face one could see the stupefaction from a sudden invasion from Korea in the seventh century.
Then there has been laid future samurai values, the composition of Shinto and Zen Buddhism of the pure Earth of incredible joy. A secret meaning of that could save them from terrible disasters and invasion.
Pictures of the history painfully passed through the Emperor’s heart. A shattering epidemic of the tenth century. An attempt of the super powerful Mongol empire of the thirteenth century to seize the islands. The Great Famine of the nineteenth century. The Imperial temptation of the first half of the twentieth century which could end with a seizure of Hokkaido and Japan partitioning in nineteen forty-fifth. But it did not happen. Instead of it, two big cities were burned down in the ominous hellfire.
However, the ancient scrolls said that the last battle wouldn’t be due to the earthquake, giant tsunamis, bitter water and diseases, a giant fire and famine.