"Thirty three, thirty four, thirty five and finally thirty six." So there are thirty six basins on this island, its just like they have thirty six separate towns...
"Just imagine" its warm here and they are truly happy...Only if humans can emulate their way of life, nah, that's a wish that will never come true...
A figure sits on the peak of a boulder that sits in the middle of a continental size island.
And this figure on the highest point of this landmass which is situated in the midst of a sea of white billowing thick clouds, in contemplation, marvel at the beautiful land of the monkeys, and also watch with fascination and wistfulness the enviable life style of the harmonious monkeys that populate the land in natural harmony with it.
He looked far ahead in the distance at the numerous dazzling rays of light that emerge from the bottom of this sea of clouds which border and trap this fantastical flower island, isolating it.
He looked at the thirty six basins which are naturally and mathematically carved into and around this flower island that has a shape the same as the tip of a sharpened pencil- a cone with height to radius ratio of about one to a thousand.
Next he looked down just below him at the four very big cardinal rivers that originate from the top and middle of this island, faithfully and guided on the sides by large extremely thriving trees. And also look as they flow down and branch into all the thirty six basins, forming a beautiful mathematical pattern.
Moreover, this river water ever-present, sustain the flourishing and boisterous life the basin cradles, the monkeys included.
And now he looked at one of this city-size basins similar to the others in appearance as he stood on the very top of this conical island seeming to float in this sea of churning clouds.
All the basins are clearly identical, lots of colorful flowers and well arranged trees, "Hmm" ...its like they are structured into blocks, then those tall tulips that stand out marked the roads linking the blocks... they are a very intelligent and sophisticated specie, road network, a water supply system, they also have that sophisticated drainage system and the one that really stand out... their house carved into trees. Some even built them with woods on top of tree branches...
"Hmm", those two are still going at it...
He sat then lay on the smooth and warm surface of the highest peak.
"Who is watching" he questioned as he lay and look above him at the sky of blue and white clouds reminiscent of the real world and as the blue rays of light illuminating diurnally the world below highlight his right cheek.
After about two body cycle- two hours, he stood up again and spied at the happening on the arena in a basin below "It should be ending soon"
And after this words he launched himself high into the air away from the top of the peak and in the direction off the arena.
Soon he landed, and then his figure coated in a green spiritual glow and like a bouncing ball jumping very high at intervals, ran towards the basin in the far distance. His figure liberated and bathed by the blue rays from the sky appeared divine to all his observers in the open and in the shadows as he run and jump to his destination.
Later, he arrived close to the large arena surrounded by a large number of black fur monkeys, their average height three and a half meters, some cheering and some jeering, and their super loud and very lively cacophony butress the activity going-on on the arena.
On the arena as he approached, two monkeys, a gray one and a black one clearly taller and bigger than the former, keep clashing repeatedly with wooden staffs in their hand.
Clearly anyone could see the big and black monkey was no match for the gray one, yet and despite the injuries increasing in numbers on its body and the pain reflected subtly by its expression, he keeps clashing with its opponent energetically while laughing like a madman, enjoying the thrilling experience.
He is not bad, even though that bastard his holding back, and the fact that he can still fight him for this long, is a testament to his formidable stamina and endurance... but i am clearly several levels above him in that regard though...
Like it was perfectly timed,the big black monkey exhausted got hit cleanly on the head by the gray monkey hanging mid air in font of it. And launched by the hit, he flew through the space the now quiet crowd created for it as they part and it crashed into a bed of flowers a far distance away.
This bastard is strong... At the same time this happened, the figure from the boulder peak arrived at the other end, at the very edge of the arena, facing the back of the dazzling gray monkey that is gracefully landing on the arena's floor.
And as the gray monkey landed, about a half of the monkey crowd cheered uproariously and the noise resumed with increased intensity.
"They were both not bad" The visitor from the peak of the island muttered as he sauntered to the middle of the arena, close to the gray monkey amidst glares and piercing stares of the monkey crowd who went silent at his figure that is taking center stage.
And after a couple seconds in the silence, the gray monkey turned and look at the figure standing a few meters away from him.
And understanding his request, he signaled with his head as he turned it briefly to the side at a wooden rack- filled with wooden weapons of all kind, located just outside the arena, close to its edge.
"I actually don't use weapon... i believe my body given to me is enough" This time the figure respectfully addressed the gray monkey while he clench his fists raised close to his chest, and this action of his elicited a smile from the bald gray monkey.
that time you knocked me out in one hit, i did not even understand what happened then, but this time, this time, it will be different... "I promise." He whispered, kissed his left fist and after this, felt the signal- the thrown fruit reached the ground signifying the start of the second round.
And like in the first round, while the crowd watch with bated breath and in silence, the gray monkey casually walk towards the figure whose eyes display extreme focus at the wooden staff in his hand.
like the last time, my reaction is very slow while it look like everything is normal... its like a pressure is coming at me from somewhere, and its not coming at my body but something else that's part of me...
And after the gray monkey reached his front while he remained stunned, the gray monkey raised high his wooden club in a similar fashion they both may never forget.
Smile, smile, smile more, ugly bastard... bring it i will surprise you this time...
Next, the perceptive members of the crowd saw the tall figure dodged- move to the side the instant the wooden club made contact with the green glow coating his body on his head. And after that, they saw the figure smile and at the same time punched softly and slowly towards the gray monkey's face.
Everyone, together with the perceptive bunch saw in real time a figure, like a soccer ball kicked by an incensed striker with his utmost strength, flew out of the arena while crashing into stuffs along his path until it was stopped by a large tree, and slid down slowly from it as he peacefully drifted into unconsciousness.
And just after everyone saw the figure landed, sprawled face down, they turned and looked behind the shocked gray monkey at the utter destruction that laid waste behind him, especially the trees some hundred meters away that has been shattered into bits by a force most remember was targeted at the face of the gray monkey.
That almost got me... (Pant, pant, pant)
And at this unusual sight, most of the spectators here at the arena and far away in the distance couldn't hide the same unexpected expression on their faces, an expression that shows the others how confused they are.
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On the roof of a wooden house in the shape of an inverted mug stood a wizened white monkey of an average size, yet unexpectedly energetic.
(Chatter "That was quiet unexpected") On this roof wrapped tightly by a parent specie of wisteria, the old monkey looking at the distance muttered like he is talking to himself, while in his bright and clear eyes that seems capable of seeing all things is the scene of the destruction at the edge of the arena that reached the woods which is quiet a far distance from it.
(Chatter "Grandfather is he what i think he is") A voice drifted to the old monkey and asked.
Brushing his long white beared, the old monkey ignored the voice; the voice that drifted from inside the wooden house, and after a while like he was never there, his figure faded.
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Under a very large tree- a cousin specie of maple, bathed by a whitish-blue ray of light from within the white and blue cloud in the sky, and positioned closer to a cicular flower fence; a figure sat with his back leaning on it and on a carpet of white grass.
The white spacious field he and the tree is, is encircled by this flower fence consisting mainly of a thriving herbaceous plant with white flowers- a sister specie of feverfew that blocks this figure's view of the other side as he sits and stare at it with a vacant gaze.
... Most of the flower plants clearly glow... but there are some that only glows when its dark, like in those time that resemble nighttime... then what should we call them, conditional luminescent plant, nocturne luminescent specie... (Chuckle) maybe night plants or...
While this figure contemplates, three monkey figures climb up a broad stairs also carpeted by the same white tiny grass and Which lead to the flower fence encircling the field where this figure is.
Not long after the three monkeys appeared in front of a wide gap in the flower fence and at a direction facing the back of the figure sitting under the tree positioned farther to the other side of the encicled field where the wide gap is.
Led by a tall and stern gray monkey, flanked to the right by the bald gray monkey carrying a wooden box and to the left by the golden monkey, the tallest of the trio who is lifting a very big log of wood effortlessly with one hand. They entered into the large field, their pace since they appeared never faltering and headed towards the large tree where the figure is in the same manner.
(Chatter "My body given to me is enough as a weapon. A powerful mantra indeed") At this voice the sitting figure on the opposite side of the tree stood up and walked to the other side in front of this three visitors.
(Chatter "Dear place it there carefully...") At this instruction from the stern gray monkey who pointed somewhere beside the curious figure, the bald gray monkey placed the box he held where the finger points to.
(Chatter "... My nephew, please you can drop it anywhere.") The tall gray monkey kind of respectfully addressed the golden monkey after he turned to face him.
The golden monkey gave the figure in front of them watching them a smile then effortlessly inclined the log against the large tree beside the figure.
After this the tall gray monkey for the first time faced the curious figure watching (Chatter "Now young friend, start carving. And as you carve you choose anyone of them to spar with. They will always stay with you till we finish with carving...")
After he instructed, acting like he is reluctant to leave while glancing furtively at the bald gray monkey now standing beside the figure, the stern gray monkey finally left after he was glared at by the bald gray mokey, though reluctantly. But the other two stayed.
Not long after the gray monkey turned to the figure and bowed while also struggling to mouth something at him. (Chatter "Thenk kk kk, yuu.")
he can't do that speakin thing well, is he having problems... maybe that's why he looks like a poor old monkey... And the figure who kind of understand nodded at him.
After his one man show, the bald gray monkey took a seat beside the figure who is now also seated with the box he brought in front of the figure, and the golden monkey formerly watching the duo, took his seat in a lotus position further away in front of them.
I should check my status screen, its not like there is someone like an administrator here that will spy on my data... people like the green serpent shouldn't be common...
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"Eh." What's this message, what's a blue zone, don't we have four kind of zones... let's see...
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A blue zone is not a black zone right...can i perhaps log out here...