As Dua was being taken away by his father a secretive stalker suddenly appears, demanding for Dua to be given to her.
Lets play a game- Finish the story
Because he claims that he is the original father and he went to army 7 years agao
There was only one problem, the man claiming to be his real father was in fact a woman; the swell of breasts and the fake beard made of straw and mud couldn't be more obvious!
Confused??
As Dua was confused by the situation, he ran to a dangerous forest, albeit not knowing it WAS dangerous to search for himself, his true identity, and who is his father (is dua a woman?)
In the forest Dua stopped suddenly, the voices of his "father" and his other "father" fading and moving away, a shinning glint on the floor caught his eye.
This glint expanded into a portal, and then a hand reached out of it to pull Dua inside of the same tower he was locked within, and he looked up to see the same man he had bisected many years ago smiling at him.
With a darkly beatific smile upon his face and eyes so deep and black that one could not help thinking of an endless abyss the once bisected man said, "So my friend. We meet... Again."
Dua looks around him in hesitation for a way out, but only found a silver box at the far right hand corner.
And then Dua began to notice a trail of blood leading from the box. Dua's gaze followed the path of the dark blood and it ended right where that man stood and smiled gently at Dua.
But then Dua suddenly stopped on his tracks while thinking to himself, "Wait a minute! I bisected this guy before because he stole my faking chicken wing back then! Why must I run now!?"
5 days later
Dua turned to face the bloodied figure, an unusually sharp twig in hand as a weapon.
a year later
Suddenly, Dua realized that the thing with the chicken wing never happened, and this must all be a weird dream.
5 days later
Jolting up from his nap, the half awake Dua looked at the partially eaten chicken wing in his hands, the hazy red and white bucket of chicken stared back at him on his dinner table.
- Edited
“Don't eat me...” The bucket of chicken voice echoed in the dining room. “I will eat you,” Dua evilly thought.
Sky darkened, thunder roared, a bolt charged at Dua who had a chicken wing in his right hand.
The lightning sacrificed the chicken in Dua's hand so he could create a female companion. Uad, her eyes twinkling as she asked why she smelled like chicken, her black hair trailing down her legs, her mouth a pretty pink, and she also smelled like fried chicken.