The young woman was sleeping in a snow-white room, wearing a snow-white satin nightgown. Her red hair, having been washed after a very long time, was redder than ever. Her body had finally healed the wounds it had received from the battles it had seen, but red and purple stains still remained faintly.
This woman had woken up with a smile on her face. For the first time in a long time, she had yawned as she woke up, stretched as she got out of bed, and rubbed her neck. Because usually, she wasn't this comfortable when waking up. She got out of bed, placing her bare feet on the floor. As her red hair fell to her shoulder, she could feel her newly washed, soft hair massaging her neck.
Her stomach was not upset. She didn't have any pain anywhere. Peace was something she had at that moment. As she walked toward the giant door in the corner of the room, she found a hologram paper on the floor. She picked up the hologram and started to read.
"It was a pleasure to meet you, Rose, but I have a long and tiring journey ahead of me. We might not meet again. Since I don't understand goodbyes, this was the only one I could make. I wish you a peaceful life. Mehmet."
Rose's peace was suddenly gone. As she understood it, this hologram had been written days ago. As she threw the hologram on the floor and kicked it repeatedly:
"You stupid child! What does this mean now? There were thousands of different ways to tell me you hated me so much! Do you think you can get away by running from me? You will pay for this rudeness with the tongue I cut out!" As she was kicking, she heard a cough behind her. The man, who had caught Rose's attention by coughing, politely asked his question:
"Hello... You must be Rose."
When Rose turned to the man who had suddenly appeared and swung a punch, she realized that her fist was being caught by a hand. The man in front of her was a tall, white-haired, blue-eyed young man. His body was athletic. Although not very muscular, his shoulders were broad. As his long hair was parted to both sides in a wavy manner, the man smiled. As he smiled, his perfect teeth were revealed. Rose pulled her fist back, fixed her clothes, and said:
"I'm sorry... Who are you?"
"I guess I came at an angry time for you... First of all, I apologize for disturbing you." Rose could not hide her surprise at the man's politeness. She kept scrutinizing the man with wide-open eyes. "I am a friend of your friend named Mehmet. He was quite insistent about me meeting you."
"And what is your name?"
"Raiden von Claudis..."
Rose understood who the man in front of her was at that moment.
"Emperor Raiden!" She said and suddenly Rose fell to her knees. "I'm so sorry..." Rose said, bursting into tears. "...I definitely didn't want to be disrespectful to you. Please... Please overlook my disrespect. If... If my sister were alive, she would have been very proud to meet you here too. You are my hero!" As tears dripped onto the floor one after another, Raiden put his hand under the woman's chin and, laughing, turned her face toward him.
"Please... Please don't do this, ma'am. Emperor? That nickname is just a memory from long ago. We have no difference in status."
As Rose slowly got up, she said: "Okay..." Rose said as she got up. "...are you sure?"
"Of course, I am. In fact, you are considered a more noble person than me. It is said that you saved Mehmet's life multiple times."
"Yes..." Rose said, putting her hand on her hip and puffing out her chest. "...it can be said that I did."
"Then..." Raiden said and pointed at the door. "...how about we have a coffee and chat?"
"I'd prefer to have wine instead of coffee. And I have one condition... Why not if we're going to have children?"
***
"Did she really say that?" I yelled suddenly, throwing myself back into the pilot's seat.
"She couldn't have said that!" said Jose.
"Ah... I was so embarrassed for a moment." I added.
"I hope her children don't turn out like Rose."
Epra, the Dermovox, was sitting on the floor in the back, leaning his back against the cockpit door, and sleeping with his mouth open, snoring. Jose and I were sitting in front of a radio, listening to what had happened.
"Rose is a complete boor, sir..." said Jose.
"She really is..."
"I hope she likes our gift, sir."
"We did everything necessary for her to like it. It took us one day to remove the bad things from Raiden's personality and two days to add ideal personalities. Just so we could create a good Raiden, we had to watch two days of old Latin soap operas! I'll be damned if Rose doesn't like this!"
"Sir, don't forget to add this." Jose said, interrupting. "We also owe the talking brain for creating Raiden from the mutants' bodies! The damned brain wanted to come with us in exchange for creating such a person!"
"Yes!" said the talking brain inside a cage on the ceiling. "I wanted to come because I've been trapped in a room since I was born. Don't I have the right to travel too? I want to see the universe too! I want to live a fugitive life full of adventures too. Besides, you couldn't even have lifted this spaceship if it weren't for me... I control the mutants of this ship."
"When it comes to that subject..." said Jose. "...for about a week, we've been looking for a suitable hole to get a ship this big through this f*cking atmosphere. Can we get through these clouds already? Otherwise, I suggest we go back to the facility and make another plan."
"Is that my fault?" yelled the talking brain.
"It was fine when you were boasting that you were the one operating the ship. Did it get bad when you had to take responsibility!" Jose replied.
Epra slammed a fist on the floor and yelled: "Shut your mouths!" Then he curled up on the floor and continued to sleep. The Dermovox's fists were so strong that the whole cockpit had shaken.
"Ah!" I said and got up. "Just get us out of this planet already! I don't want to go back to the facility and be a disgrace to Rose. Besides... Besides, there is a Dermovox prophet we still need to see. Let's get out of this fugitive life already!"