On the third night, Darion wanted to know one thing: were there more than just two sixth days? "Good evening, Alien Formerly Known As King."
"Your majesty, this is the last night you will be here at Shangri La."
"Oh yes, I remember. Then it's off to defeat the bad guys."
Shwama Po chuckled. "But before you go, you must be properly armed."
"Armed?! What, you guys got a bunch of guns up in here?"
"Knowledge is your first weapon. You wanted to know if there were any other sixth days. The answer to that is 'Not yet'. As you may recall, on the first sixth day, my planet received intelligence. On the second sixth day, your planet received intelligence. Six days from now, the rays of a third supernova will reach us here. What will happen then is that the zombies will gain intelligence."
Darion's jaw dropped. "An intelligent army of flesh-hungry undead. My Lord."
"These are very dark times. There have been prophecies in every culture about this. The third sixth day makes 666, the number of the beast. It is also the number of man."
"What can we do?"
"As I said earlier, knowledge is your first weapon. Now that you know, you must arm yourself fully. Have you figured out the riddle of the gate?"
"You mean the 'Love is all good people need'? How does that help?"
"Do you notice anything that seems to rankle or irk you about that statement?"
Darion wrung his hands. "I don't know. The word 'good' in there seems to be a judgment, whereas true love is unconditional."
"Your on the right track."
"So what it should say is 'Love is all people need'."
"And why is that?"
"Because we are all equal in the eyes of God. We are all one."
"You have answered the riddle."
"We are all one is the answer? And now I'm ready to fight zombies? And Hadji? And Hand of Karma?"
"If fighting will bring about love, then fight. If loving will bring about love, then love."
The next day, Darion, Father Fen-Chang, Father Mucker, Julianne, Beau and Liam got ready to travel to America where they would face off against the Hand of Karma. The Shangri led them to what looked like a hangar for an airplane. In the center of the hangar was a large silver disc.
Liam tugged on Darion's sleeve. "Your royaltiness. That looks like a UFO to me."
Darion turned to Liam. "Yes, I had noticed that. I guess since these are aliens from another planet, the assumption is that they had to get here somehow. Most likely, it was not on foot, so this transportation we see before us seems the logical deduction."
Liam let go of his sleeve. "A simple 'No duh' would have sufficed."
Darion led the procession up the on ramp to board the space craft. The seats were spacious and comfy. Inertial dampers kept them from feeling the movement of the flight. Before they knew it, the doors opened up to reveal a forest in southern Oregon. There was a welcoming committee there to greet them as well.
"Your majesty, this is the last night you will be here at Shangri La."
"Oh yes, I remember. Then it's off to defeat the bad guys."
Shwama Po chuckled. "But before you go, you must be properly armed."
"Armed?! What, you guys got a bunch of guns up in here?"
"Knowledge is your first weapon. You wanted to know if there were any other sixth days. The answer to that is 'Not yet'. As you may recall, on the first sixth day, my planet received intelligence. On the second sixth day, your planet received intelligence. Six days from now, the rays of a third supernova will reach us here. What will happen then is that the zombies will gain intelligence."
Darion's jaw dropped. "An intelligent army of flesh-hungry undead. My Lord."
"These are very dark times. There have been prophecies in every culture about this. The third sixth day makes 666, the number of the beast. It is also the number of man."
"What can we do?"
"As I said earlier, knowledge is your first weapon. Now that you know, you must arm yourself fully. Have you figured out the riddle of the gate?"
"You mean the 'Love is all good people need'? How does that help?"
"Do you notice anything that seems to rankle or irk you about that statement?"
Darion wrung his hands. "I don't know. The word 'good' in there seems to be a judgment, whereas true love is unconditional."
"Your on the right track."
"So what it should say is 'Love is all people need'."
"And why is that?"
"Because we are all equal in the eyes of God. We are all one."
"You have answered the riddle."
"We are all one is the answer? And now I'm ready to fight zombies? And Hadji? And Hand of Karma?"
"If fighting will bring about love, then fight. If loving will bring about love, then love."
The next day, Darion, Father Fen-Chang, Father Mucker, Julianne, Beau and Liam got ready to travel to America where they would face off against the Hand of Karma. The Shangri led them to what looked like a hangar for an airplane. In the center of the hangar was a large silver disc.
Liam tugged on Darion's sleeve. "Your royaltiness. That looks like a UFO to me."
Darion turned to Liam. "Yes, I had noticed that. I guess since these are aliens from another planet, the assumption is that they had to get here somehow. Most likely, it was not on foot, so this transportation we see before us seems the logical deduction."
Liam let go of his sleeve. "A simple 'No duh' would have sufficed."
Darion led the procession up the on ramp to board the space craft. The seats were spacious and comfy. Inertial dampers kept them from feeling the movement of the flight. Before they knew it, the doors opened up to reveal a forest in southern Oregon. There was a welcoming committee there to greet them as well.
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