"Okay... I wasnāt expecting that," Ning said with a surprised look on his face. The woman with the wings had dived below and had long since been obscured by the neighboring building to Ning. "Was that a power of some sort? Whatās the Energy here?"
<Hyrron holds a special type of Energy, that hasnāt been named, which the people of this planet do not know about>
<Their powers manifest on their own once they hit puberty, and most of those powers are based on the species they are. Only very few people get unique powers. The woman you saw was one of them>
Ning took in that information. "Oh, wow. Given their technological advancement, I wouldāve been sure that they were all humans."
<Would you like to learn more about Hyrron?>
"You know what? No. I only want a small degree of information, and I have my source already," he said as he stepped to the side as a man flung himself at where he had been standing just before.
The man had long, unkempt hair, a face with veins all over it, teeth sharp with two fangs coming out. His fingers seemed drained of blood, the nails becoming pointed and sharp.
"Is that a power, or is that your race?" Ning asked.
The man lunged at him, his teeth coming for his neck.
Ning stood there, letting the man topple him to the ground.
The man snarled. "Your leader was stupid to think he could kill me all by himself!" He came down and chomped on Ningās neck.
Only, his flesh was harder than biting on a rock. The manās fangs chipped and he reeled back in pain, falling to the ground.
Ning slowly got up.
"What are you?" the man asked. "A Dragonborn? How is your flesh so hard?"
"Iām not," Ning said as he dusted himself off. "You should clean this place sometime. Or... actually, I should."
"What?" the man looked, confused. "If youāre here to kill me, just kill me."
Ning sighed. "Iām not here to kill you," he said, pulling one of the nearby dining chairs to sit on. "Are you a vampire?"
"No," the man said.
"But you tried to bite me. Is that not what a vampire does? Or do you use other words? I knew a guy who called himself Lifestealer."
"Iām a Daywalker," the man said.
"Oh, so... a half-vampire?" Ning asked. "Anyway, whatās your name?"
The manās eyes narrowed, looking at Ning for a bit longer. "I donāt recognize your dress from anywhere I know. Your face has features of the southern people, but your words have no accent. You asked me if Iām a vampire, when you should know what I am from the start. And the lock on the door hasnāt moved a bit."
Ning raised his eyebrows, curious what the man was going to say.
"You have two different powers, at least. One for your strength, another for sneaking in here. No one can have two powers. So, who are you really, because youāre an anomaly."
Ning chuckled. "Well, how should I say it. I am... an alien."
The manās eyes narrowed. "Youāre joking."
Ning shrugged. "Iām not," he said.
"If you are an alien, then what are you doing here?" he asked.
"I want to integrate into this society," Ning said. "But I canāt come out of nowhere since youāre technologically advanced. Iāll get caught. Instead, I came up with a different plan."
The manās eyes narrowed. "You want to kill me and take over my life."
"What? No!" Ning said loudly. He then paused. "Well, yes on the taking over your life part, but no for killing you."
The man stepped backward. "Are you going to take over my body?"
Ning sighed. "Iām not a parasite. Or... am I? No. Iām not. Anyway, Iām not going to kill you or take over your body. I chose you because outside of your work, you have no life. Youāre alone, and if I had to guess, you are giving up on life too, arenāt you?"
The man sucked in a deep breath. "So what if I see no point in living? Iām no coward. Iām not going to kill myself. Life is a bitch, but Iām not one. It can throw at me whatever it wants, but Iām not going to let it affect me."
Ning looked at the man. "Thatās good. I wanted someone like you, because I want to give you a new chance at life."
"A... new chance at life?"
"Do you have any reason to stay in this world?" Ning asked. "Because I can take you to a different world, one where you can restart your life. I do not know what went wrong with your life here, but in the other world, you can be whoever you want. You donāt have to be alone all the time."
The man stared at Ning for a long time. "Youāre joking."
"You keep saying that, but Iām not," Ning answered.
"Another world?" he asked.
"Yes," Ning said.
"Are you really an alien?" he asked.
"I thought I said that already."
"I didnāt believe you," the man said, as he slowly fell down. "Oh... my god. Aliens are real. Oh my god."
"They are," Ning said. He reached out before him, causing the man to flinch. However, nothing happened to him.
He slowly opened his eyes, confused. "What did you do?"
"Does it hurt?" Ning asked.
"Does whatā" the man froze mid-speech. He reached for his teeth, feeling the fangs. The chip was gone. They were back how they were.
"You... you fixed my fangs," he said in awe. "That wouldāve cost me so much money."
Ning shrugged. "So, what do you say? A new world, unlike this one. Away from all of your problems, all of your loneliness. You will have no baggage there; no past to think about, no future to worry about. It will be a second chance at life."
The man stared in awe. He didnāt know what to say.
"I... I accept."