My first job in the dark dimension part 1

Once on the road, they pass thru an immense plain; on the horizon, a giant eye can be seen watching them. The ents on the road look at them badly, and even the animals, amorphous beings resembling Lovecraftian creatures or entities straight out of hell itself. Poor Isidro is terrified, but Manolo wasn't paying attention to him. They enter a dark forest, where the wails of lost souls and strange noises can be heard; the forest is teeming with ents with wicked and ruthless faces; some hostile animals were following them. Isidro's fear is so great that, despite being the more experienced technician of the two, no matter how many times he passes thru there, he is always scared shitless to the point that he almost feels like vomiting, but not Manolo, as he always thinks of just one thing: to end this ordeal once and for all.

—How much longer until we arrive? That I'm going to get a teke teke from all the cows and devil's stuff out there. —Isidro asked if something was going to happen to him if he didn't stop the vehicle.

—Seriously, Isidro, not even five minutes pass and you're already feeling bad! You have more experience in this world than I do; you are a man, don't let those cows intimidate you. —Manolo Answered, who was hardly paying attention, except for the road.

—Yes, I know I have experience, but it gives me the creeps, those devilish things. Look, there's a big rock over there; let's get out of this forest before I lose it. —Isidro complained that he was making a scene in the vehicle.

They leave the forest, arrive at the stone; Isidro quickly gets out of the vehicle; he takes out a hammer to check that the stone isn't a sleeping monster. He taps it, feels the rock. Manolo also dismounts and looks at Isidro with disgust.

—Tell me, Dr. Isidro, what is the need to handle that rock?" Or do you... like rocks? — Manolo Asked as Isidro faced him.

—Look, Manolo, listen carefully to what I'm going to tell you: in this world, everything, everything, but absolutely everything, is a thing that came from the devil that wants to eat you. Do you know how many technicians have fallen at the hands of those things? I know you want to act tough, manly man, but you have to be aware of your surroundings, Manolo; I know why I'm saying this. —Isidro explained.

—I'm not pretending to be a man, I am a man! But thanks for the advice, so... is the stone safe, yes or no? —Manolo replied irreverently.

—Yes, it's safe... As you wish, Manolo, look in the weird thing you check, what's the closest order to get out of this? —Isidro Asked, who was asking Manolo for the Orderation.

Manolo does the impossible to try to find the order; Isidro notices that he is taking too long with the order, so he shows him how it's done. Finally, Manolo understands how to do it, but unfortunately for Isidro, he sees the closest order in the Ordenation and throws a tantrum.

—But, what about Isidro? —Manolo worried, since poor Isidro is devastated.

—That was the order I was working with the last partner I had... —Isidro was traumatized and frustrated; he fell to the floor, started crying, saying he doesn't want to go back there.

Manolo feels sorry for him; without hesitation, he grabs him by the collar of his shirt and starts slapping him; then he throws him to the floor again.

—Look, little woman, I know you have been thru a lot, you have seen horrors I couldn't imagine, but we have to work; no pain, no gain. Even so, we have to go. Let me do most of the installation; if you agree, don't worry, you'll do fine, leave it all to me. —Manolo explained, trying to restore Isidro's little mental resistance.

—Okay, if you say so, but other technicians have told me the same thing as you, several times, and now they're three meters underground or in pieces. What makes you different from them? —Isidro asked.

—Just watch and pay attention, now call. —Manolo answered as he slapped the Fractcall on his chest.

Isidro proceeds to call the company's support center, selecting option two which is responsible for contacting customers.

—Seriously, you're not going to call the client first, they won't attend to you like that if you don't call the client first. —Manolo Said.

—No, thank you, I don't feel like calling that cesspool of garbage and excrement called a client... How much do I despise it with all my soul and all my being? —Isidro answered.

—You mean the client, right? —Manolo asked as Isidro nodded and added. —Well, there's a fool, didn't you say anything bad to him or not?

—No, I just ran away from there, that's all... —Isidro replied as he answered the support call.

Isidro gives his information to support, then asks what he wants to do; he indicates that it is to contact the customer, but support tells him that he did not provide the corresponding response to the system to process the customer's order, concluding the process and the call. Manolo asked him what happened, Isidro explained, but he got upset, so Manolo asked for the Orderation to provide the correct response, he provided it, and then passed the Fractcall back to Isidro. He calls again, goes thru the process with support once more, but support asks him if the phone numbers in the system were dialed. Isidro told him that he did dial them, but it was a lie. The support realizes, tells him to dial again, and hangs up; that's where the process ended. Manolo gets really angry, takes the device, enters the response into the system again, hands it over to Isidro with anger; he calls again, but they hang up on him.

—I already saw that you have a serious problem with the orders; let me call, I have contacts who will help us speed up the issue. Can you download Macrosoft Teams there, please, to see if I can talk to someone? —Manolo asked.

—Ohh, but you have your contacts over there, minister, pass me the tricks for when the company lets you go. —Isidro commented while installing the application on Manolo's Fractcall.

When the application is downloaded, it is registered with Manolo's user account.

—And how do you have Macrosoft Teams? That the geralcas don't use that, because I don't have that. —Isidro asked, confused.

—Once, I was a substitute supervisor, that's why I have access; fortunately, I still have it active. —Manolo answered while he finished checking in; he got in touch with a support person he met during his visits to the company's headquarters; his name is Ludovico Montoya.

Next, this conversation is within the app.

—Good morning, your eminence of the shadows Ludovico Montoya, how is the best center support of Epital doing? —Manolo wrote.

—Good morning, Generalissimo Juan Manuel Antonio De los Santos Restituyo, how is that technical eminence? How are you doing in the dark dimension? I didn't think they would put him in there so quickly; it seems like things are really intense for them to put him to work so fast. —Ludovico replied.

—Minister, how did you find out about that? ... True, it's just that you know everything that's going on around here, but those people had me working like a dog, but nah, we keep moving forward. — Manolo Wrote.

—Be very careful, Geralca, do you remember all the hardships we went thru when we visited the dark dimension during that hellish trip? Remember to wear the crucifix I bought for you, which comes from the Vatican, blessed by the Pope with holy water from the Jordan River where Jesus Christ was baptized; it doesn't get any holier than that, so you have it on, minister, right? —Ludovico replied.

—Yes, I'm wearing it, don't worry, it was the best gift anyone has ever given me in my entire life; I will never forget it, minister. —Manolo wrote while adding crying emojis.

—You want to know why I gave it to him. —Ludovico replied.

—Why? —Manolo wrote.

—Because I discovered that the only way to survive in that hell is with divine power; you can't let them see the crucifix, because those satanic people in the company don't allow you to carry that kind of thing, since those abominations from the dark dimension hate those things. But changing the subject, if you are writing to me here, it's because you are already on site, right? and you need to get in touch with the client. I bet Isidro is right next to you. —Ludovico replied.

—Minister, but you really know everything, listen, help me win the lottery someday; you are an eminent figure in that den of filth, a pearl in that pigsty and if... Isidro is next to me, why do you ask? —Manolo wrote.

—Look, I was transferred to the dark dimension technical support area because I know their language; therefore, I can handle that for you. Pass me the client's request that they are going to work on to resolve it for you; I have an idea of which order it is. —Ludovico replied.

Manolo provides him with the order request.

—But, if Isidro was working on that order, he must know where it is, because it's the last one he was working on, but he left it incomplete, because he fled the area. Unfortunately, he is quite a character, although it's understandable since his last colleague passed away, so tell Isidro to call the center, as I'm next in line to take a call, and we don't have many calls today, not to say we have none. —Ludovico answered.

We return to reality.

—Ludovico says to call; he will take the call. —Manolo Said.

—Alright, but you really took a long time just to ask for assistance. —Isidro Answered as he handed him the Fractcall.

—It's just that Ludovico doesn't like it when people get straight to the point, so I need to talk a bit with him before telling him what I need, because he knows what I need... like, I don't know... but he knows, otherwise he blocks me. —Manolo Answered.

Isidro calls the center, successfully contacts Ludo, they go thru the normal process; at the first number the client has in the system, they get in touch with the client. Afterward, Ludo puts them on a conference call, but he hands them over to Manolo with his Fractcall and the Orderation. The customer is a bit dissatisfied, as the technician fled the place, but Manolo apologizes, assures her that they will leave the service installed correctly. The lady agrees to let them finish the installation and gives them the address. He bids farewell to the lady politely, and they both get into the vehicle.

—Ready, let's go and guide me to where it is. Look, I'm new to this, but don't do this again, especially since this order isn't mine, but yours... I want to get out of this mess as quickly as possible. Listen to me, kid! —Manolo said passively and exclaimed at the end while driving toward the lady's house, and Isidro understood, causing him to have a bit of fear of Manolo.

Once they arrive at the place, they see a very large, modest house, but gloomy and terrifying, with a life of its own because it was cursed. The gate opens by itself; they enter the yard; suddenly, the mansion is laughing malevolently at them. This event sows fear in the heart of poor Isidro, but Manolo also laughs maliciously. The house raises its voice, and so does Manolo, until both fall silent and glare at each other. Isidro is impressed by how Manolo stands up to the haunted house. They walk down the path; they passed some rats carrying a corpse. Poor Isidro got scared, jumped toward Manolo, who caught him.

—Look, Scooby-Doo, I'm not Shaggy... so you have five seconds to get off me, NOW! — Manolo said and exclaimed at the end.

Isidro gets off him; they continue along the path until he sees his old companion's cap in a bush, so Manolo, in an act of goodwill, goes to get it, but Isidro stops him, throws a stone at the cap that was in the pocket of his vest; it hits the cap, causing a man-eating carnivorous plant to eat it. They ran toward the house, but other carnivorous plants, obstacles, and other dangers began to emerge from the ground. The house wants to devour them; they are surrounded. Manolo shouts for the lady of the house; beside introducing herself, they begin to approach them, who get ready to fight, and Isidro stands behind him. He is about to take out his magic wand; the lady opens the door and comes out of the house. Suddenly, everyone calms down and the monsters return to their place.

—Excuse me, my esteemed gentlemen, for the inconveniences caused by my dwelling; welcome to my humble home. My name is Medalia Moon, at your service; you may enter my humble home. —Medalia Exclaimed as she invited them in.

Medalia is a voluptuous woman with a good physique, albino hair, black eyes, and is tall, about 6'2 feet, slightly taller than Manolo, who is 6'0 feet, and Isidro, 5'10 feet.

They enter their house, which is much larger than it appears, as if it were a mansion inside. Manolo realizes that she is a succubus, as the crucifix reveals her true form for a few moments because she is in her human shape, but he blinks for a moment to turn his head to the side; he sees the illusion of his wife watching over him, breathing down his neck, warning him to be very careful not to look at her lewdly. This makes Manolo uncomfortable, but he ignores her, even tho her presence is very intimidating. Everyone is in the living room.

—How good that you are here, my esteemed gentlemen, I am eager for you to carry out the installation; I have waited a long time, but fortunately, I have a lot of patience. I hope it doesn't end up like the other technicians who have perished in these lands, as none of the technicians have been able to complete the installation. Tell me, sir... —Medalia Claim.

Isidro is outraged by the way Mrs. Medalia expressed herself about his discomfort, but Manolo gestured for him to calm down.

—You can call me Manolo, Mrs. Medalia, since my name is long. I know that here in the dark dimension there are many beings or entities that don't like our presence, and that can be a problem for installing... —Manolo Commented, while shaking his hand. To shake hands, but Medalia kisses his hand and turns back to Manolo.

—What are you getting at, Mr. Manolo? —asked Medalia.

—Well, if the inhabitants of these lands do not allow us to do our work in peace, unfortunately, we will have to cancel your request, or... —Manolo said, leaving it hanging.

—Oh, what is it, Mr. Manolo? —Medalia asked in an unsettling manner.

—We will have to proceed to install with extreme violence. —Manolo replied in a sinister and malevolent manner.

Mrs. Medalia let out a scream of orgasm; Isidro was left with a face of what the hell is going on; Manolo suddenly came up with a malicious idea.

—Mrs. Medalia, I know it may seem extreme, but it is necessary; times are changing, my lady, the future is in your hands. If the inhabitants of these lands do not allow you to make this installation, you will be missing out on one of the greatest powers humanity has to offer, the power of information and communication... a power as great as magic itself, so if these hostile and inferior beings living in this residence do not allow you to have that great power, then they must be subdued as the inferior beings they are. —Manolo whispers in a sinister and malevolent manner into her ear while the poor Medalia makes ahegao faces and has orgasms with Manolo's words; she even tells him to stop, but he continues. —You are a woman who is very lonely in this house, doing household chores, while waiting for your husband and children to come back from school, but in the end, you feel empty, without emotion; you need some action in your life, apart from what your lord can give you, and I can provide that.

Manolo hurriedly writes a letter with some papers and a pen that were on a table in the living room, allowing him to use violence against anyone who gets in his way during the installation.

—Now, Mademoiselle, sign here, to grant me the power to exercise the utmost, brutal, savage ultra-violence that your eternal eyes have witnessed over the centuries. I will show no mercy, no compassion, and without any lubricant. —Manolo whispers in his ear as he hands him the letter to sign.

She signs it, giving her last orgasm, falling onto the table, fainted.

—Install me, Mr. Manolo, and make me a woman again! —Medalia shouted, who was regaining strength and falling again.

Manolo puts the letter in his vest.

—Thank you, my lady, for selling your soul to Rare Communications. Now sit down, the action has begun. —Manolo Said as he stepped out to fetch the materials and added. —Move it, Isidro, we have work to do.

—What kind of adult movie did I just imagine? Are you out of your mind, Manolo? —Isidro asked.

—I'm fine... perfectly. —Manolo replied as he opened the door of the house, where zombies, carnivorous plants, giant rats, skeletons, among other monsters, were waiting for them in the yard.

—It seems they won't let us do the installation in peace. Well, if she signed that weird contract you made, then I'm also going to proceed with extreme violence! —Isidro exclaimed as he took out holy salt, threw it at the horde to keep them at bay, then took out his magic wand he bought in the Dark Dimension. Isidro shouted with all his might the spell ut viae erunt to open a path with a force field to make his way thru the horde. They run toward the minibus. When they arrive, they open the back door of the minibus to take out the materials. Manolo takes out his Ordenation to read the order, which turns out to be an installation of three services (telephone service, internet, satellite cable). Isidro steps into the portal to get the materials for the phone and internet installation; then they run as fast as possible toward the house. After the materials for the phone and internet enter the house, the force field drops; all the beings that were trapped in the force field rush toward the house, but the lady of the house stands between the house and them.

—So, you have the audacity to dare to attack my house. —Medalia Said threateningly.

The monsters retreat, terrified by the lady's words; they each return to their place, but they will be on the lookout for the technicians to ambush them when the opportunity arises.

—Thank you very much, Mrs. Medalia. —Isidro said happily.

—As long as you are inside here, you will be safe, but out there, you are fresh meat for them, so I have important things to do, like babysitting you. —Medalia replied.

—What do you mean...? —Isidro answered with curiosity.

—How to see you all, giving your lives to provide good service. —Medalia Said.

This outrages Isidro, but he remembered what his deceased colleague said:

—Remember, Isidro, no matter all the crap the client says, you have to swallow all their insults, you must not show your emotions in front of them and suffer in silence; we represent the company. Remember this very well, we need this project to work no matter what, because the future of the Earth depends on it. —Said his deceased companion in memory.

That thot reassured Isidro; Manolo calls him to plan the installation.

—As the lady says, as long as we are here, we will be safe, so I am going to take the risk of running the phone and internet service cable from the terminal to the house and installing the satellite dish on its corresponding base, while you try to do the internal installations and gather information about the house, since we don't know what we are facing inside; it's a haunted house, so stay alert, Isidro. —Manolo Commented.

—Okay, if you say so. You know, Manolo, I think I'm starting to respect you; you're not afraid of death. —Isidro Said.

—No, I'm not afraid of death, because I have so many things pending that I can't afford to die right now. —Manolo replied and decided to end the conversation right there; he asked the lady for permission to go out the back to reach the terminal.

Manolo takes the UTP cable boxes and RJ45 cable with him, exits thru the back door, and uses his fleet to access an app to locate the terminal. He begins to walk thru the yard; the app shows him where the terminal is. It is located in the cemetery that the town has, although he was surprised that it is as vast as the Cristo Salvador Cemetery in the Dominican Republic. He enters the place; the app guides him thru the cemetery until he spots it. He checks the availability of the terminal, as well as the distance between the cemetery and the house. It turns out that it is within the service range and that cemetery is on the client's property.

—I would like to know what the hell a cemetery is doing here, because it's not family, unless it's for all her suitors/simps. —Manolo Said, laughing, and added while he was placing the UTP cable and the RJ45 into the terminal. —That would be fun.

While he ties the service cables to the messenger cable, he calls Isidro over the fleet to inform them to pull the cable, but the dead are rising from their graves; this puts Manolo on alert. He stands up, sees that they are surrounding him.

—You don't belong here, mortal, tell you and your people to leave or accept your destruction. —Answered one of the intelligent zombies while zombies, skeletons, skeletons knights, and Frankenstein monsters surrounded him.

—Unfortunately, ladies and gentlemen, I have an announcement for you: the era of darkness is over, now the era of information has arrived in the Dark Dimension; obey or perish. —Manolo replied while cracking his fingers, neck, and head, with an evil laugh.

—The one who is going to perish is you, mortal, to him! —exclaimed the zombie as he ordered everyone to lunge at him, but Manolo tackled a zombie, knocking it to the ground, grabbing it by the legs and spinning it around like a human helicopter, clearing all the zombies around him until he got tired of spinning. He throws the zombie toward several other zombies, taking them out of combat. The chattering zombie lunges at him from behind, but he catches it by the face, uses its body to carve a path thru the horde of the dead, until he thrusts his hand into its belly, rips out the small intestine along with the stomach, throws it with overwhelming force, then uses the intestine like a kind of whip, entangling the zombie's body mid-air with a crack, pulls the intestine in the opposite direction, tearing it to pieces. Then he wraps the small intestine around his left arm.

Note: Since they are dead, they have no blood, in case you think it's bloody.

Mrs. Medalia is behind a tree watching how Manolo was kicking the dead's asses.

—How ultra-violent... this is what I need in my life. —Medalia Whispered like an excited stalker.

Manolo notices a zombie heading toward him, so with a headbutt, he knocks its head off in a single blow. A Frankenstein monster approaches him; it attacks Manolo, but he dodges its blows until he evades one of its heavy strikes, seizing the opportunity to bury his fist deep into its abdomen, brutally ripping out its small intestine along with its stomach, kicking it like Leonidas from 300, sending it into an open grave. He wraps the other intestine around himself like Kratos from God of War; he holds the stomachs as if they were the Blades of Chaos.

—Come, spawn of hell, and prepare to receive the wrath of the god of war! —Manolo exclaimed as he massacred them like the god of war.

Manolo unleashes all his anger and frustration on the dead; limbs, heads, torsos, and entrails flew thru the cemetery until a skeletal spearman made his way thru the intestines to stab him in the stomach, but Manolo spots him, takes a breath, hides his belly for a moment, spins like a ballerina, managing to evade the spear, landing an elbow to the skull, decapitating him in the process. He grabs the spearman's spear, takes off running, impales four zombies, letting them fall into an open grave. Another zombie lunges at Manolo; he dodges it, perfectly rips out its spine with its head, and then uses it as a weapon. He clears several skeletons out of the way until it wears out, falling apart; then he continues ripping off heads, limbs, and entrails, using them as weapons until he finishes off all the undead in the area. When everyone is defeated, Manolo calls Isidro to pull the UTP cable and the RJ45 cable into the house thru the communication ducts.

He returned home all battered with bites and scratches. Isidro finished installing the internet and the phone.

—Minister, what happened? It seems like Hurricane Zenón passed right over him. —Isidro commented in a mocking manner.

Manolo looks at him with a murderous expression.

—Better I stay quiet... —Isidro said and added. —I have already installed the internet and phone service with its extensions.

—She requested extensions... —Manolo Exclaimed.

—Yes, she requested extensions, one in the kitchen; I put the internet in the living room along with the phone, although I told her she might have to request repeaters since it won't reach throughout the house. —Isidro replied while Manolo hugged him by the head to whisper something in his ear.

—How good, we have to keep squeezing that demon for every last cent. —Manolo whispered as they both laughed devilishly.

Mrs. Medalia enters the house from the front, so they don't realize she was following them; she saw them laughing devilishly.

Medalia thot as she hugged herself and swayed side to side in lascivious happiness: «What kinds of perverse aberrations are they thinking about me now? »

Afterward, they both start talking normally, and Mrs. Medalia calms down; she approaches them.

—What do you gentlemen still need to finish? — Medalia asked.

—We have already proceeded with the installation of the internet and the phone; my colleague will proceed to enable the services for you. Now we just need to install the satellite cable service. Since I see that your locality has tiles, according to our quality protocols, we cannot install it that way unless you have a special support for it. —Manolo Explains.

—Don't worry, your representative informed me about it, and if I have one installed, I imagine it should be enough to get the service set up for me. —Medalia convinced Manolo and added. —The representative even indicated the type of support so they can do the installation for me.

Manolo thought: «Phew, good thing she has that support, because correcting that mess would have been a complete nightmare, so, seeing how the lady is, I'll trust what she tells me, and I'll go check that up there, since I want that commission no matter what.»

—Perfect, can you show me where the support is located, so I can check if it meets the company's quality standards? Also, do you have records to proceed with the installation of the cable boxes for the corresponding rooms? —Manolo Said.

—Of course, Mr. Manolo, let me give you the house plans, since I don't know anything about plumbing, so I'll be right back. Do you need something to drink or anything? You must be a little tired. —Medalia Commented as she went to the library to get the plans.

Meanwhile, they sit on the lady's furniture in the living room, warming themselves by the fireplace. Isidro approaches to warm himself, although Manolo is playing with his smartphone, a Tower Defense game similar to Kingdom Rush, but strange things start happening in the house. The flames in the fireplace became so intense that they almost burned Isidro; fortunately, he quickly moved away from there. Then, moans and screams begin to be heard in the room; the paintings in the house start to look at them with their evil gazes. The furniture comes to life, turning into monsters from hell that slowly approach Isidro, but he hides behind Manolo's chair. He had his AirPods on with the epic doom metal song "Samaritan" by the band Candlemass; he was even humming it softly while playing. An ugly woman suddenly appears on his phone with a terrifying scream, as if she were the woman from Scary Maze, but Manolo isn't scared by it and stares at her with a threatening killer face.

—In the name of God, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, get out of my phone, demon's whore. —Manolo whispered threateningly with glowing white eyes.

The woman got scared, exited the phone, but Manolo realized he lost the level. His chair turned into a monster; Isidro found himself surrounded by monstrous furniture in a corner that was about to eat him; he defended himself by throwing air stabs with the wand. However, Manolo, in an act of pure malice, laughs diabolically, positions himself to fart, and lets out an explosive and nauseating fart that resonates throughout the room. The poor chair was knocked out by the low frequency of the fart; the other furniture couldn't take it and also fell knocked out, the paintings turned around and the fire extinguished itself, the window opened automatically. The shelves in the living room pull out perfumes, air fresheners, and scented candles that begin to float; the perfumes scent the entire room, the scented candles light up, and the air fresheners do everything possible to get rid of that nauseating smell.

—Manolo, what a pig you are, but it worked; I thank you, but that was too much of a pig for me. —Exclaimed Isidro, who covered his nose with his vest and put on menthol, but out of curiosity, he started smelling the chair where Manolo had dropped that nuclear bomb and shouted —Yuck, that thing smells worse than the Duquesa garbage dump, not even with fabric softener! Soft as a mother's love, not even with Ace, nor with baking soda and lemon, not even with arizolon can that thing be removed; it needs to be burned urgently!

Mrs. Medalia finds the plans; Manolo and Isidro tidy up as much as they can to cover up the pedocide that Manolo committed, until she arrives.

—Umm... what a pleasant smell there is in the air, but there's a slightly nauseating smell, probably why the house opened the windows; it seems there's a body rotting around here, so here are the plans. —Medalia Said, as they look at the blueprints, showing where the satellite dish support is located and the placement of the cable tubes.

He tells Isidro to stay in the living room with the lady so she can call the support center and have the phone and internet service activated. Manolo, with Mrs. Medalia's permission, is going up the stairs, as it is a triplex house.

—A warning, dear Manolo, be careful with the ghosts and enchanted armors that roam around; they are very hostile. —Medalia warned Manolo.

—Don't worry, my lady, I will exorcize them with ¡ultraviolence! —Manolo exclaimed as he climbed the stairs.

Mrs. Medalia got excited and started touching herself because of those words. Isidro looks at her disdainfully, as he hates her, so he is going to focus on finishing the installation in the living room to call the center.

Manolo goes up to the second floor, where there is a huge hallway. He begins to walk thru it, but the paintings were watching him poorly; this made the atmosphere uncomfortable and disturbing for him. He starts looking at the images, but they returned to their original state or turned their faces away. This discomfort is starting to bother him; his anger is beginning to rise badly. The ghosts start bothering him, throwing things at him, insulting him, telling him their truths, but this was the last straw for Manolo, who curses more than 10,000 times (insults, bad words, etc.), causing the house to get angry. This causes an earthquake that shakes the entire house; poor Isidro prevents things that can break from falling all over the first floor. Mrs. Medalia is dying of laughter at what is happening. Manolo lets out a scream like a beast, causing the house to stop shaking like during an earthquake.

—Nothing in this damn house is going to stop me from doing this installation, damn it, get ready, house of the devil, here it comes! —Manolo shouted, as a ghostly woman appeared behind him.

When Manolo turns around, the woman screams at him and scares him with her ugly face, the same one that appeared on his phone, but he screams at her while pulling out a Jerusalem Bible, giving her a tremendous slap with the Bible, knocking her to the ground. The crucifix was shining; her eyes turned white.

—Now, in the name of God the Almighty Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I'm going to break your damn mother into pieces and send you to the other world once and for all! —Exclaimed Manolo as he proceeded to give him a tremendous beating with the Bible, horrifying all the ghosts.

— Please... stop... I beg you... —The ghost cried out for help, transforming into a beautiful girl with great attributes, while Manolo continued to beat her.

—Convert and believe in the gospel, specter, for Christ is coming! — Manolo shouted as he hit even harder; the poor ghost is screaming in pain, even shedding spectral tears. This makes him laugh diabolically.

—Stop, religious fanatic of the Inquisition, who do you think you are to exercise violence over that poor and beautiful ghost?! —exclaimed a polite and heroic voice from afar.

Manolo stops his beating, looks back quickly, sadistically, psychotically, and devilishly, stands up, turns around to face him like a rabid dog. It turns out that the voice comes from an enchanted suit of armor with its longsword in hand to confront him.

—My name is Lucio of Vladia, knight of the royal order of the dark knights of the kingdom of Vladia. I have come to prevent you from desecrating this sacred land with your witchcraft; prepare to die, mortal... —Lucio Said while all the ghosts, images supported him, but Manolo's devilish laughter made everyone fall silent.

—Holy land, all I see here is mud, wilderness, and snakes, so let me put you in your place. Listen to me well, king's dog, the Inquisition and the kingdoms ruled by kings are the same crap; they only go around screwing with people because they feel like it, believing that innocent lives are a joke. That's not how it is, we are all fanatics of something, but in the end, we all live in a civilized society; everyone has to respect the freedom of others, up to a certain point... Now! You, Lucio of Vladia, you no longer belong to Vladia; right now, you are just a decoration in this house. Your queen is Mrs. Medalia, and she ordered me to proceed with the installation, no matter what. Now, with the contract to proceed with violence, I can kick each of your butts without any consequences; therefore, stop talking so much nonsense, face me, and feel the power of progress! —Manolo clarified, as he got into a fighting stance.

The other suits of armor lunged at him with their weapons to take his life, but the crucifix that Manolo has hanging on his chest lights up within him. This allows him to react quickly to parry the various attacks from the armors with their weapons and then finish them off with a blow from the Bible itself to each of the armors, causing them to fall disarmed and dazed to the floor.

Lucio thot he couldn't believe what was happening; not even the ghosts and the images could believe what had just happened: «What the hell just happened?" This doesn't make sense; that fat guy moved and reacted at speeds I couldn't even perceive. Who the hell is he?»

—Who are you? — Lucio asked.

—I'm just a technician who comes to do an installation; even tho I am a Catholic Christian, the company's policy requires me to be neutral and to separate religion from the work environment. Therefore, I am not interested in teaching my religion to beings who repudiate God and are still tied to the physical world. So don't worry, Lucio, I won't beat you up with this power-up I got from the Arc de Triomphe, but I will defeat you on your own turf... —Manolo Answered, as he kicked a longsword into his hand and exclaimed. —To the clean sword!

—Incredible, you have so much pride in all that fat to believe you can defeat me, but since I like you, I'll give you three rounds; if you can defeat me, the ghosts, the images, the armors, and I will leave you alone; if not, I'll keep your soul. —Lucio replied as they both got into position.

—Then let it be so. —Manolo Exclaimed as he lunged at Lucio to clash swords." Despite being a technician, he is managing to keep Lucio at bay; the fight is very close, but in the end, Lucio stuns him with a blow from the hilt of the sword, pushes him to the floor, takes his sword, and puts the tip of his sword in front of his face.

—1-0, you're good for being a modern, black, and fat man; could you tell me where that sword skill comes from? —Lucio asked as he handed him the sword he had taken from Manolo. He takes it, stands up.

—Let's say that one of my favorite fiction genres is medieval fantasy and medieval movies, as well as documentaries from that era; also, my favorite channel is the history channel. Additionally, one of my hobbies is practicing or attempting to practice with the sword, so you should know the technique I'm going to use to defeat you. —Manolo informed, while gripping the blade of the sword with the tips of his fingers, so he could turn the sword into a kind of war hammer using the hilt as a mace.