Bakhashic World

It may have been gloomy and slippery outside, but that didn’t stop Lysenius from walking in the house with a big smile upon his face.

He reached inside his pockets to pull out his keys and jingle them into the door.

“Don’t step in yet!” His wife shouted standing right beside the door. “I just mopped the floor. Take your shoes off.”

Lysenius slipped them off. Luckily, the entrance of the house was tile floor while the rest is carpet.

Lysenius stepped inside giving his wife a quick peck on the lips as his daughter zoom towards him yelling, “Daddy!” Arms spread open.

“Vealohette!” Lysenius yelled back, kneeling down to embrace her. He released her to pull out a plastic, rectangular case that had a of little girl going through a wormhole to a purple world.

Vealohette’s eyes widened. “You got the game!” She shrilled with excitement.

“What game?” Pelynore questioned.

“Bakhashic World.” He answered, putting the game in his wife’s face. “Ready to play it, Vealohette!”

“Yeah!” She said zooming towards the living room.

“Hold it, young lady!” Pelynore shouted. “Homework first.”

Vealohette shoulders dropped as she sadly slouched to the kitchen table where her homework sat at.

“Don’t worry, sweetie.” Lysenius softly rubbed her head. “I won’t officially play until you’re done with your homework.”

Vealohette smiled then began to do her math homework.

Lysenius sat on the green couch, opening the case. He saw the lore of the game was inside.

He read it.

“Lainosha was despondent, feeling blindsided by a man who she thought was her terrific husband when getting ready to birth their daughter. Abruptly, after several years of abuse behind closed doors, her husband, Barenobe, left Lainosha and her daughter. Lainosha wished she’d never met him, which caused a memory to light up in her mind. She remembered her mother, who was very spiritual, telling her about Bakhashic World. A world that keeps track of spirit’s records such as past and future lives, and their current life purpose. But Lainosha was told she had to be highly spiritual and pure to reach that world. Lainosha had her daughter take the task. After a few years of spiritual practice, trained from seven years old to now ten, her daughter, Hummury, learned about her father harming her mother in private when viewing his spiritual records. She viewed many spiritual records and after discovering each and every one of their purposes, she changed humanity forever.”

Lysenius heard his daughter scooting out her chair from underneath the table. “I’m finished!” She shouted, hearing her little feet running towards the living room. “You ready to play?” She asked, hopping next to him on the couch.

“Yeah,” he said, starting up the game. “Do you want to do local or online?”

“Local.” Vealohette answered. “I gotta make sure my games on point, I can’t go unprepared!” She added.

Lysenius laughed.

They were given a choice to pick hero or monster. Vealohette looked at some of the heroes and only one caught her attention.

The hero was a dark-skinned woman with a short white bob cut, sporting a purple bodysuit, and a red loincloth. The heroine’s name was Xiuya.

After Vealohette picked her character, Lysenius was still looking to pick his. None of the heroes caught his interest, so he decided to look at the villain’s side. One character with light blue skin, fiery yellow eyes, long tentacles sticking out of his head, and coated in black armor caught his eye. His name was Ruzeal.

“You ready to play, sweetie!” Lysenius said after picking his character.

“Yeah!” Vealohette said, starting the game.

***

It was nine-thirty in the morning when Vealohette ran in her parents room hopping on their bed shouting, “It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday!”

“Vealohette, please stop, before mommy gets a headache.” Pelynore said, barely sitting up.

Lysenius woke up just as excited as his daughter, as if it’s his birthday today. “Let’s eat the cake!” He shouted.

“Yeah!” Vealohette shouted back.

“Wouldn’t you rather wait for your friends to get here, so we can sing happy birthday to you and then you can eat the cake?” Pelynore said in a sleepy tone, lying on her side.

Vealohette poked her lips out, slouching her shoulders.

“Don’t do that, Vealohette.” Lysenius rubbed her head with love. “It would be much better that way.”

“But what if everybody that I invited doesn’t bother to show up.” She petulantly folded her arms. “I’m not counting on it.” She said.

It triggered Pelynore to completely sit up and ask, “Why would you say that?” She asked with concern.

Vealohette shrugged her shoulders, averting her eyes elsewhere.

Pelynore and Lysenius glanced at each other with concern.

“Well, how about we blow your candles now and do it again if your friends come over?” Lysenius suggested.

Vealohette screwed her face in bewilderment. “Wouldn’t that be cheating on my birthday if I do it twice?” She asked.

“It’s not cheating if you don’t get caught.” Lysenius smiled.

Vealohette smiled back, then jumped off the bed.

“Are you really teaching our daughter that it’s okay to cheat?” Pelynore raised an eyebrow.

“Maybe…” Lysenius smirked, getting out of bed.

He walked straight to the kitchen and saw his daughter already sitting at the table. He smiled. He went to the refrigerator, pulling out the cake, and placing it in front of her. His wife enters soon after. He finally placed the number eight candle on top of the cake, then lights it up.

“Make a wish, sweetie.” Lysenius said.

Vealohette only took a second to think about it, then blew.

“What did you wish for?” Pelynore asked.

“I can’t tell you or it won’t come true.” Vealohette told her.

Pelynore made a face, as if shocked she said this to her. “Well, okay.” Was all she could say.

Later that day, some of Vealohette’s friends did come over after all and they had a blast.

***

When Lysenius opened his eyes from a deep sleep after his daughter’s celebration, he woke up in a dark alley, standing up.

His skin felt slippery and noticed he was taller than usual. His body was coated in black clothing, the material was hard, cold, and solid. Once Lysenius reached above his head and felt a bunch of long, meaty, blue strands coming out of his head, it clicked.

“Ruzeal!” He shouted to himself in shock. “I’m Ruzeal! How?”

“I’ll show you how!” A dark-skinned woman yelled behind him.

Her white hair was styled in a bob cut. She sported a purple bodysuit and red loincloth.

“You’re Xiuya!” Lysenius said.

“My name seems to ring bells.” Xiuya said, firing dark energy.

Lysenius rolled out of the way. “And if I’m Ruzeal, you must be Vealohette.” He figured.

“Who the hell is Vealohette?” She questioned. “Does she have on the E-bracelet or the G-bracelet?”

Lysenius glanced at his wrist forgetting that Hummury had an alien create the bracelet to decipher good and evil. Of course, he had the E-bracelet.

“The G-bracelet.” Lysenius told her.

“Then she’s a traitor. I’ll get her too.” Xiuya said before blasting more dark energy.

Lysenius fled, dodging all the energies while letting objects like dumpsters and fences take the damage.

He was spotted running out in the empty streets as a male shouted, “A villain!”

The male hero attempted to chime in just for Xiuya to say “I got him!” So he minded his business.

She blasted one energy beam after the other exploding cars, trucks, buildings, and dead street lights.

“I’m not fighting you, Vealohette, I know it’s you sweetie!” Lysenius shouted, running for his life.

Xiuya soon caught up to him, standing above him with her burning hand ready to fire. “You sure you wanna die like this?” She asked.

“For you? Yes, because I would never hurt my daughter.” Lysenius said.

Xiuya stared at him for a moment. Her fiery hand dimming down. “Oh my gosh, daddy! Just play the game! This isn’t fun if you’re refusing to fight me.” She grumbled.

Lysenius laughed. “I knew you couldn’t keep this facade for long.” He said.

Vealohette stood there, still pouting.

“Alright, let me up.” He said. She allowed him to. “We’ll play again, but don’t cry if I hit you.”

“I won’t!” Vealohette responded getting in her battle stance exactly like the character does.

Lysenius did the same, then they charged at each other.