An Unexpected(?) Anomaly

[Carn_Val]

A black figure roams the vast white land, wandering on the blank floor along with different forms of sentient life. Apart from the chatting couple or marching group, each one is a stranger to another. In this odd location, there are only two kinds of people, those whose eyes look straight on an unseen target and those whose eyes are in a haze as if from havng a rude awakening. Two kinds of eyes that distinguishes the thin line between the new and the old primes, and then there's this black figure whose eyes seem to reflect light instead of absording it, eyes as white and as blank as the sky above and the ground below, eyes which holds no emotion even while wearing a smile. Then there's the black figures' smile, a smile as bright as the perpetual light of this unpigmented world and as wide as the face can accomodate, a smile with rows of jagged teeth, an ominous smile. People say the face is like a journal or a book, one that can be read and tells the life stories of the person who owns it. If such a saying is true , then this black figure owns an empty journal, no life and no story to tell, an unreadable book. Perhaps it's read differently. One thing's for sure, this is an anomaly.

Somewhere in the middle of the crowd of strangers, a pool of blood stains the waxen floor. The ones with eyes in haze obliviously walks past it and the smart ones run to the opposite direction of the scene while the wise ones mind their own businesses and moves on. The sound of a metal blade passing through flesh fills the atmosphere with the sound of warm liquid spilling on the ground to replace it. It continues on relentlessly until the metallic sound turns to growling and chewing. Whatever is happening has an obvious victim and a feasting predator.

"Eat up, kid. You look famished." A large, stout man in full butcher outfit; black rubber gloves and boots, bloodstained apron, watches Carn digging into large chunks of raw,freshly cut meat.
"I don't exactly know your story but you look unfed for years! Hahaha!" he bursts out laughing at his so called 'joke'. He was slightly right though as Carn didn't have to eat during the many millenia the Anomaly spends in the Event Horizon.

"Hmm, this feels good...to eat I mean.", Carn stuffs the remaining piece of thigh bone down with a gulp. The Anomaly stands up and thanks the man.
"Thank you for the whole bison you gave me, I'm very grateful.", The Anomaly introduces itself to the man, sharing with him Carn's given name.
"I'm Carn, I'm an Anomaly from the Event Horizon, well Eve Zone or just Zone would be enough.", Carn bows down politely, imitating drawn figures the Anomaly witnesses from the observable world's famous creation, television.

"Haha! Don't mention it kid, consider it your welcome gift from me here in the Omniverse." the man chuckled, "The name's Warren, Warren Beausch, but every calls me Butcher since I'm a...you know, a butcher? Wahaha! "

"Coach? Warren Coach sounds like a fairly odd name, not that I'm one to say.", Carn engages the man in idle chatter.

"Haha! No it's Beausch, with a 'B' and then an 'E' and an 'A' and...you know what? I'll just write it down for you, I usually get into situations like this with my name.", the evidently happy man pulls out a gold fountain pen and scribbles his name on a bloody piece of paper. "Beausch, there we go! Now take it. This'll serve as your discount coupon the next time we meet and yes, I'll charge you next time since I have to earn a living too.", the large man hands Carn the paper alongside his golden fountain pen. "Take the pen too, I like you kid, you may look different, but you got that overwhelming presence of success following you. I'm rooting for you, prime!"

"Thank you Mr.Butcher! When I get better and make a big tent, I'll let you work for me.", Carn shares the visions and plans set for Carn's fellow Anomalies, about finding a spot for them and keeping them and about getting out of the Omniverse. Warren tells Carn more about the Omniverse, its individual verses, the two powerful groups that rival each other, more about Omnillium and its uses and more importantly, about nobody getting out of the Omniverse...yet. They talk more about each other, how Carn was called a prime and Warren being a secondary and the known difference between the two, Carn tells him about the Event Horizon and about how Carn experiences vitals for the first time, all of these happened while Warren butchers flesh to pieces for waiting customers.

"Oh yeah kid, I'm heading to Camelot by the east, wanna join me?", the big man invites Carn with him to the Kingdom.

"Thanks but I'll pass, I believe I have something to do elsewhere although I'll drop in when I get a chance, Mr. Butcher." , Carn gently declines his offer, still thinking what to do afterwards.

"Alright kid, do drop by when you get the chance, I'm probably the only butcher on a meat wagon, well I have to go now kid, until next time." The butchers waves a hand in farewell, heading to the eastern gate.

"Bye, Warren Beausch, thank you very much for the wonderful gifts!", Carn waves back and goes the opposite direction.

"Wahaha! Butcher's good enough, kid. Take care of yourself! Well, the way you dug through that bison leaves me with the impression that you can handle yourself just fine.", the man chuckles as he heads into the stone gate.

"Oh well, that man was pretty cool. I should avoid expecting more freebies next time. Hehehe", with a newly earned knowledge of the Omniverse and a full stomach, the Prime Anomaly once again heads out to the world with a big grin.