NaNoWriMo 21 - Oh, happy day.

I wrote 52,084 words and started on (my) November 4th. I made one file out of the parts I can use for a story. I have 6 days left.
If I write 3k words story only in the next days I have 50K for my tale and at least written 70K written at least. That does not sound hard.

What the tale is about.

• The main character is the last man on earth. He created new life, giants, in a world of rocks and stones after the Big Bang. Before he ran out and made a promise to the first living.
• A helpful and advising friend turns out to be the ghost of an inventor and a tyrant and not a "first living".
• The first life stones. They are what their name says "the first living". They collect all wisdom. It is unclear if they are the same as "the elderly", according to the voice...
• The voice. So annoying at the start of this tale. It comes, interferes and goes. Only a sick mind can make up a voice he only hears. Can it be Cat's voice?
• The giants. They are quiet and peaceful, do not speak, have a shade of green Nd glow in the dark. Turning into stone as soon as the cold ghost shows up seems to be a habit of them. They are created by the father (aka the last man on earth, aka the creator).
• A "corpse" in a suit is found and saved just like more items of the creator.
• The newborns are the latest and last creations of the father. They grow fast and met their big brothers.

So far the story is easy to understand.
Life is good, the project went well and the giants had their first day out.
It all went wrong as the ghost envied the creator, showed itself and tried to possess a giant.
This is a tale a happy end is expected. The good news is the ghost does not succeed and ends up in a jar. The bad news is the father fell into a ravine and the ghosts escaped.

How will this story end and who will take care of the giants and newborns?

Yesterday the Giants brought him home. He was excited about the cave and they all went out for a walk and ended up in the lab. The lab is a cave too and here are the cribs of the newborns. Unfortunately, he is not the only one who shows interest in the babies. An icy wind shows up and the giants change into a wall and protect their little brothers.
Being in a world you do not recognize is hard. How to find the way back home? Crying helps and clinging to someone, the healing hands do their job.

The world he stayed in was fascinating.

The rocky scenery felt like home although his home looked completely different. The house the lived in was once owned by his grandfather and even great-grandfather. He tried to remember what his mother told him but it was as if he lost a part of his memory. How he loved that house, the place he was born. His parents felt the same about it and that was why he guarded it and waited. Waited for their return. His brother told him to continue his life, get out but he couldn't. The house needed him and he needed it to stay safe. Here it was different. No houses, no left creatures trying to survive just him and the greenish creatures. He looked upon the sky and wondered about the size of the moon. It was huge, more like the sun and so nearby as if he could touch it.

He sat down next to a huge stone and leaned against it. For some reason, it felt warm and it comforted him. He closed his eyes and felt relaxed. Life was good.

"It is good to see you back. We worried about you."

He didn't respond.

"Are you alright? Can you hear me?" The first living sounded worried, searched for wisdom but did not understand the chaos he read in the mind of the person who sat next to him."

"It looks like we lost him or partly lost him", a little, white stone said. " He looks the same from the outside, but his inside changed."

"You are right. I hope he is not possessed like me. Humans are so different from us they are not strong but break."

"I know what you mean they love to break... breakdowns, break up, needing a break... it messes them up."

The man sitting next to them did not feel messed up. He finally felt free, relaxed and fear plus a part of his memory left him. He did not feel the need to create, travel, did forget his companion and even the house he loved did no longer make him long for it.

"We better come up with something if we want to find the door to the other world", the white stone said. Patiently waiting for a solution was not part of its nature.

"You know that ghost is free, don't you?"

He knew all first living had heard the news and there was nothing they could do about it. The guards in front of the lab saw him enter and leave it.

"It, that ghost I mean, will not be satisfied with one of us anymore. It wishes to be human again. It once set goals and did not achieve them. It will as soon as the body is available."

Have you ever heard about the tyrant John? The guy who calls himself King? I wonder why he says such a thing. There is really nothing special about him. A chubby man with a big mouth who's only skill is shouting out loud and trying to rule the world he lives in. You got a picture of what he looks like? Add to it a triple bottom chin.

That song! That terrible song they all sang. He could not get it out of his head. How long ago was it? Played his mind tricks with him. For sure that inventor did by saying he did not recognize him. They have been friends, close friends he helped him to create those monsters! How could he deny to give one to him, just one of all those fools he had. He would not miss one child, he had more. A body was what he needed. He floated above the place where he stayed longer as expected.

There he sat that stupid inventor who needed a guy like him. He grinned, he had found the solution. That fruitcake could move and he could take over it and the place. Oh, happy day. He smiled and bust out in laughter as he floated miles away from the place. Finally, he had found a solution, a way to succeed. What worked for that stone would definitely work for a human, the last human on earth no one cared about.

Welcome to my world, the world of King John. I am the second generation of aliens from a country that lost a big fight but I, I king John will get my right! "Who is the king?" is my phrase and I want you to reply if I ask "John is!" and you better answer me fast!

He hummed the text he once so hated but saw the greatness of it this time. With that inventor's body, he would no longer be "Your Fatness" but "Your Highness".

It was a brute force that suddenly changed the world and finally, put John and all dictators a hold. It stopped the endless battles that made Mother Earth mourned again. No one knows yet if life will come back again and if so to whom it will be given and when.

He sang the text out loud soon, very soon the world was his, he was the one the world was given too.

3900 words

I wrote more, much more...

NaNoWriMo 20 - Taking care - 3185 words.

NaNoWriMo 19 - Going home. - 2074 words

NaNoWriMo 18 - Hope - 2918 words

NaNoWriMo 17 - Tearing apart. - 2095 words

NaNoWriMo 16 - The first living - 2565 words

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NaNoWriMo 14 - Dreaming about - 2876 words

NaNoWriMo 13 - Alain - 3005 words

NaNoWriMo 12 - Testing - 2855 words

NaNoWriMo 11 - Daddy's favorite. - 2443 words

NaNoWriMo 10 - Great catch - 2355 words

NaNoWriMo 9 - True or not? - 2455 words

NaNoWriMo 8 - The voice is back - 2046 words

NaNOWriMo 7 - Sons of the father - 2590 words

NaNoWriMo 6 - King John - 1523 words

NaNoWriMo 5 - All Dutch (history) - 2318 words

NaNoWriMo 4 - the Eldest - 2023 words

NaNoWriMo 3 - Saints - 2232 words

NaNoWriMo 2 - The Giant - 2026 words)

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