Chapter 1: My Name Is Olive
"Hello, my name is Olive. I'm 15 years old with spiky long hair and a height similar to a dwarf. My dream is to grow taller so that I could do those things that I can't even do right now. Because of this, I started drinking milk 3 times a day for a week. I might even get to grow my John Thomas into a port Dickson soon! Why? Because my mom said so".
I live in a peaceful world where human beings and supernatural entities coexist. Ranging from elves, orcs, madragoras, vampires, werewolves, angels and other crazy demonic beings. You name it. But we do support each other to go through the work days as well as to make this world an even better place. "Doesn't it just make you feel good inside to see all of us work together without even a trace of negativity?".
Sort of…
*BAM* loud noises spurred from the city as multiple buildings were destroyed by a giant phoenix. It has wings dyed with the feathers of red, orange and yellow. Its body engulfed with the burning flames of the sun. Or maybe just an angry rooster.
Pheonix King Magnus: Behold! I am the Magnus, Lord of the Pheonix. Bow down before me or suffer my great burning wrath of Ra!
Olive walks by, drinking his favorite strawberry milk while other people are screaming and begging Magnus for forgiveness.
Pheonix King Magnus: Hey, you with the funny hair. Stop right there mortal!
Olive: huh me? (dumbly points to himself)
Pheonix King Magnus: Yes you!
Olive: why? (looks at magnus innocently)
Pheonix King Magnus: Because, you were not bowing down like the other pitiful mortals that are beneath my feet! Bow down now, and maybe I will spare you a painless death!
Olive: why? (more innocence)
Pheonix King Magnus: What do you mean why? I'm about to fucking roast you and you're just standing there looking at me like a pitiful ant you are!
Olive: heh, why? (he finally added a word)
Magnus was furious. He flapped his wings, causing wildfire to scatter everywhere like crazy. It burned a lot of cities and homes into oblivion. The citizens were begging Magnus to stop by offering lots of delicious fruits and other worldly delicacies but nothing can stop Magnus at his current state. What does it take to calm the raging bird down?
Pheonix King Magnus: I have had enough with all of you lowly mortals! I'm gonna burn all of you to hell, including that fucking little ant mortal that's been standing right there and looking at me the fucking whole time!
Olive: I-I'm sorry
Pheonix King Magnus: Oh, took you long enough to say something more than a why. But it's too late, I'm still gonna burn you and all of this city into hell!
Olive: Erm pardon me but...
"Why do you want to burn us?" Yes he just said it again.
Pheonix King Magnus: …..
Pheonix King Magnus lets out a loud screech. Echoing throughout the galaxies and causing a huge tremor within the earth's crust. His voice was like a burning naked turkey who got all its feathers plucked for a bad thanksgiving dinner. At this point, Magnus was having trouble controlling his fire. And thus, he got devoured by his own rage. Nothing is left of Magnus, but a huge roasted chicken laying bare on the city street. Remember kids…anger can't solve anything.
*Ding-Dong*
The doorbell wrang and Olive's brother came to open it. His reaction was priceless as he saw…
Olive. With a huge roasted chicken, the size bigger than a mammoth outside the yard. The aromatic scent that's coming out from the roasted Magnus attracted countless neighbours as well as a few citizens from the city. And so we shared dinner with them that night. It was the most delicious and satisfying thanksgiving meal we'd ever had.
