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A journey into the world of fantasy!

Part 17

I had talked longer and a lot. And really everything! So that he and the others in my world are known, but that they were only anime figures with us. A product of someone who invented comic book stories. So that all of them are not real, just fantasy. But Piccolo, as I suspected, didn't seem to believe me. Because he was still sitting there calmly with his arms crossed over his chest and staring in front of him. The whole time he hadn't even moved and his facial expressions hadn't changed in the least.

Now that I had told him everything I sat in silence and hoped that he would say something but nothing happened. Every now and then I became more queasy and slowly got scared.

When I had an idea! I quickly grabbed my rucksack and took out the DBZ paperback (No. 33). I held it in my hands and then I held it out to him.

"Here!" I said. "This is one of the comics from my world in which Goku, Gohan, Vegeta, you and the others appear. I don't think there is a comic like this here! Nobody here should know your adventures! Please see it to you! " I asked him at last but he did not move.

I got up and came close to him, then I put the paperback on the floor in front of him and asked him to look at it again.

Then I ran a few meters away from him and sat down by another tree. I was now looking at the water of the lake. I hadn't even looked around to see Piccolo to see if he'd picked up the paperback or not.For a long time I only looked at the water. I looked briefly at the clock again. It was now 4:45 p.m.! Just a few more hours and night would fall. Inwardly I hoped that Piccolo would look at the paperback and I also hoped that he would believe my story afterwards.

Slowly I lay down with my back on the floor and closed my eyes, hanging as if in thoughts and inner hopes. At some point I fell asleep for a while.

When I came to I was lying on my right side and the paperback was right next to me. I sat up quickly, picked up the paperback, and then looked around. Piccolo was gone!

I got up and looked for him all over the oasis, but he was gone.

>> He didn't believe me and has now left me alone again! << I thought and started to cry violently. I cried for a long time and lay on the floor clutching the DBZ paperback.

Slowly I stopped because it began to get dark. The sun would be gone very soon and I had to prepare for the night.

Later, it was 8:15 p.m. and the sun was already gone, I sat near the campfire and poked around in the fire with a thick branch as if lost in thought. I only did this briefly, then I put the branch aside and shortly afterwards I took it and poked around in the fire again. So it went back and forth for quite a while

>> He's gone and I'm alone again. He didn't believe me. What now? << I thought over and over again with sadness. But why should he believe me? Would I be willing to believe someone who says I'm just an anime character? Not real? Just imagination?

So I hung in these, my thoughts for a while, poking around as if in the fire.

This time I hadn't thought about the plant cover, I didn't really feel the cold. Was completely distracted from everything.The fire slowly got smaller and I put more wood in. As soon as I did this I heard a very loud bang.

"That was an explosion!" I called very loudly and got up immediately. I walked through the oasis, in the direction of where I had heard the bang.

I was now on the edge of the oasis and had the desert in front of me. If we hadn't had almost a full moon at the moment, it would have been Zappenduster. I looked out into the desert as far as I could, from where the bang had come from. And barely a few moments later there was another explosion. That happened less than 100 meters away from me. I don't know why but I started walking in the direction of where I could see the explosion. It was still cold, but I didn’t even notice that now. I was too distracted.

I ran and ran and suddenly I could see someone lying on the ground in front of me in the light of the (almost) full moon. I walked up to it slowly.It was Piccolo and he moaned and chastised softly. He seemed to be in pain. Was anyone here who attacked him? No! It didn't look like it! Did he train?

I could tell that he wasn't wearing his heavy workout clothes. So he had trained and hurt himself in the process.

I approached him and even had the courage to touch his shoulder very briefly.

"Piccolo?" I asked calmly. "What? What do you want here? Go, leave me alone!" he said, breathing heavily and could now hear from his voice that he must be in pain!

But what should i do? "Wait, I'll help you!" I said now and wanted to try to prop him up.

"I said you should leave me alone!" he cried now, very angry and angry too.

"No, I will not!" my voice was very dry when I said this. I could see how he turned his head to me.

"Damn Piccolo ..., I can't do anything else, I have to try to help you because ..... because ..." I couldn't go on talking now.There was a brief moment of silence.

"Please ... Piccolo! You are in pain, I know that. Please ... I want to help you" as I said this I looked down again.

"Go!" he said again. "DAMN IT ALL!" I screamed now more furiously than ever before.

"WHY CAN'T YOU CAPTURE THIS?"

Piccolo suddenly groaned very softly again and I now put my right hand worriedly on his left shoulder, but at the same moment as I touched him I pulled it away again.

There had been something. Something was wet on his left shoulder. I felt it on my palm too. "You're bleeding!" I said, amazed. "Please! Please come back to camp with me! I want to treat your wound!" I said in a loving and pleading tone.

"Why can't you just hear!" he said softly to me and turned his head away again. "I ... I really like you, and that's why I want you to be fine.I can't take it when you suffer Please Piccolo ... please! "I said now in a really pleading tone. Neither of us said anything for a long time. But then I just came close to him again. Raised his left arm over my shoulder, over my neck and tried to prop him up. He got up and he didn't hesitate to fight back or protest again. That was funny, but I was very glad that he came with me now.

To be continued soon !!!!

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