The 8 bit sound was not loud enough and Mike could clearly hear the sound of his won thoughts instead of remembering the lyrics to the music. Mike is a big fan of that kind of music, but nothing beats someone actually playing an instrument.

Nothing could be worst at that precise moment then just listening to himself think like that was on stereo, it was almost as if other people could hear it too. But that would be very unlikely, as Mike was alone.

Most nights were like that at the Palace. Being a Dimensional Word Guardian had those things, it was a cool and rewarding job, it gave him enough credits around and all the free music he could hear inside those cold lonely reverberating walls. But usually he was not one to care about it, not at all. Mike was a pretty stand up guy, of course most shadowysians are.

In the very core of his country, the perfect center of the entire planet of Shadowys, the place Mike grew up to like and had now been working for full six years, most of them in this exact position he has today.

They count time a bit different there, after all, it is not less then four dimensions away from where we at Earth stand at this very moment. That’s right, it’s so far that the distance is more easily count in dimensions. And Mike, just as most humans have no idea of his planet, didn’t know about earth’s existence. And that was really of no importance at that time in his life.

Funny thing is that although it is so far it is also pretty similar and as for that we’ll establish his age as 32, just like that. Trained to be what he is and spending most of his nights alone in the palace.  But that was no quest, he was ok with being a bit of a loner and had no reason to complain about such an important job, considering that in his whole planet, the words are such a precious mean, if one thinks that gold or diamonds could compare, then one know nothing about math or intergalactic values. No, what Michael Arc was guarding there went super beyond all that. Of course to them those primal minerals where of no importance.

He would guard the words with his life if he had to, which he almost did. Don’t get it wrong, they do use the words in Shadowys, but the use is very much controlled by the dynasty and the power over word depends every inch on what is decides inside. No has access to any of that, not even Mike or any other guard, and he did not have any expectation towards that. Maybe curiosity, but not expectation. He was well trained.

The music was not loud enough and he hated thinking about words that way, he was not used to it and it secretly scared him. But in no way was a guard like him supposed to be scared. Of course that was the first time he would actually have a reason for that. After all, Mike wasn’t aware of it yet, but the palace had just been invaded and no words could describe what was about to happened. And as said is done no one did. The looks had no words to follow when Mike’s eyes met with Lilith.

The young women, as they are also know in his planet, stood before him with her serene clothes of an alkaline community ex-member, or possibly refugee and Lilith looked just fierce. She was surely armed and not afraid, or maybe too afraid to use it. Which meant he had less then 5 seconds or as the song would suggest, not even enough time to get to the chorus.

That really pissed Mike off. Who would there to disturb him like that and on his favorite part of the song, no, that was unacceptable. Absolute unacceptable.

Their breath could be heard underneath all things.