Human Satan

A Story by Abishai100

A story about a 'Wonderland' on Earth, a prince-of-journals, and a Martian with a vision for distance(s).

A "Wonderland" type adventure-romance inspired by various Western/American media.

DISCLAIMER: The images used in this multi-media reference 'fanfiction'/adaptation are not tied to any specific organization/group/view and only complement this fictionalized presentation of cultural dictionary.

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Amlan Satan grew up playing video-games and after graduating Dartmouth, he moved to the City of Angels became an 'underground' figure in the graphic e-arts for adult-entertainment and dabbled in cyber-chess on the side, since he was really gifted at it. This is a tale about a wonderland for the human race.

MR. SATAN: I've been playing cyber-chess online against some pretty strange oddballs who claim they work for terrorists (ha).

Amlan Satan had become a sort of 'Earth-prince' and was immersed in some pretty nifty underground e-arts complementing his cyber-chess 'hobby' and using various shifting aliases to challenge others in chess-stalemate dares so no one would know of his secret gift(s). He even shared his Selfies with others on chess-arena activity.

MR. SATAN: I'm sharing some of my special jet-fighter robotics toys I learned about with comics-arts (Dartmouth); terrorists.

The adult-entertainment e-arts he'd been working on concerned a modern neo-classical 'graphic-story' oriented lifestyle dazzle involving bloody-murder, blood-diamond conspiracy, and human traffic tied to immigration woe(s) in the City of Angels, and we'd seen such 'ideations' of chess-like diabolique fables in the art of the 20th-Century (certainly)!

MR. SATAN: This sort of graphics-driven e-art(s) makes for 'astounding' human-race ideations for teamwork, city-IQ, and Hell!

Things took a turn for the dark when Amlan Satan and his 'Wonderland' pals in the City of Angels learned that some of his cyber-'associates' were tied to blood-diamond traffic in the real world and sought to mire the Wonderland 'company' to veil their own crime-story. This required Amlan and his buddies to orchestrate a 'fantastic' social-media frame-up position to cast the real devils of the gem-underworld as detection-sensitive (whoa).

Suddenly, Amlan Satan ('Mr. Satan') was a real Earth-prince of the cyber-highway and the City of Angels underground, and all this sportsmanship-like 'chess' of North American (LA) hellfire was rather 'cool' for American storytellers, and Amlan meanwhile continued to share his fun Selfies with others, fans of cyber-chess humanism (wow).

So, why did this (Catholic) man of graphic life in the City of Angels draw the sudden attention (secret) of a spying Martian (alien) on the Earth-moon named Endymion? The answer's obvious --- Mr. Satan was the ideal 'extra-terrestrial' diplomat for chess-stalemate ideations of species-exchange driven diplomacy (wow).

ENDYMION: Damn; you've drawn a 'cool' rook-bishop double-line against my queen-knight offensive(s), Mr. Satan; damn!

AMLAN SATAN: Excellence, Mr. Alien; it seems I've achieved that 'stalemate'-dare you required for sovereignty journals, eh?

ENDYMION: Damn; well, keep this 'trophy' event a secret, Amlan; for I don't seek the 'celebrity' lore of cinema on Earth, ok?

AMLAN SATAN: Sure, sure; I'll just fancy you retreated into the Earth deep-ocean abyss as a self-exiled isolationist (story).

JOURNAL: Me thinks this fantastic/inconceivable 'faerie-tale' is a Pulitzer-quality cyber-story --- The Chess Dartmouth.

His buddies in the shiny City of Angels rewarded their 'Pulitzer-alien chess' ally with a cool World Series (trade-cards) set which would remind him (forever!) why the quality of Earth-society ambition(s) re-presents a human-race ideation of the 'joys' of immersion in 'pure' democracy (ha).