God’s Headquarter: Alien Park

By Irfan A. Karowalia

Aydin, back from his journey through the realms of the Creator, is back home and still reeling from what he has experienced. He can’t stop thinking about the levels he visited on his travels through time and space to a place no one on Earth could ever comprehend. He has tried to tell his parents of his fantastic adventure, but they have dismissed it as a wild and wonderful dream. He wrestles with whether he should confide in his best friend Jim Birsha. Jim’s father, the rich, virologist and CEO of Belial Corp., Dr Samael Birsha, owns a state-of-the-art bio laboratory, where top-secret scientific experiments are conducted.

Eventually he plucks up the courage to tell Jim, whom he has known since primary school. Understandably, Jim is doubtful at first but knows Aydin well enough to realize that it must be the truth. Jim listens in awe as Aydin recalls his journey through the different levels, explaining the storage of DNA designs in their trillions, and how he came within touching distance of wild and wonderful hybrids. Jim is astounded—this is a far cry from the microorganisms they studied at school. Then Aydin suggests researching what he saw in God’s HQ in the high-tech bio lab of Jim’s father.

Jim agrees, but with one condition – that Aydin tells Dr Birsha every detail of his experience. Otherwise, they might not be allowed to use the lab. Aydin reluctantly goes along with the suggestion. The consequences, however, are disastrous. The saga picks up speed as Aydin is sucked into a return to God’s HQ to steal some data files. Dr Birsha and Jim successfully convince him that it isn’t stealing from the Creator but taking information that will help cure devastating diseases on Earth—a purely humanitarian mission.

Their true intentions become clear to Aydin once Dr Birsha and Jim have the data files in their clutches. They use this sacred information to develop aliens for a park that would put Disneyworld to shame. Dr Birsha has become a Dr Evil. In no time at all he breeds an alien that is half fish and half tree, much like the one Aydin encountered on Level Three on his initial visit. Now the power-hungry, megalomaniac scientist proclaims himself a new Creator. Aydin watches in helpless horror as more and more hybrids emerge from the bio lab’s incubators. Meanwhile the grand opening of the Alien Park is close. More surprises come when Aydin manages to regain control of the aliens with the help of Ridz. To his shock, Dr Birsha has been working secretly on robotic versions of the biological aliens he has created, so in case things go wrong with aliens, he has a robotic alien army in reserve.

In desperation, Aydin tries one more time to convince his father that he had been given privileged access to God’s Headquarters, and that he’d been duped into taking the precious data files, which are now being abused for one man’s greed. “Tell Ridz,” his father advises. But Aydin’s acute shame and regret prevent him from coming clean with the angel who gave him entry to the most sacred of places. A catastrophe is imminent if Aydin doesn’t rectify his mistakes by admitting his responsibility and returning the DNA drives to their proper place. Will Aydin be able to defeat Dr Birsha’s robotic alien army? Will biological life show itself to be superior to robotics and prove Dr Birsha wrong? In this fight to save the Federation of Pacific States and restore God’s faith in humanity, embark on a journey that will have you biting your nails and willing with all your heart good to conquer evil.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris AU
• Release date: Mar 9, 2021
• ISBN: 9781796001099

Irfan A. Karowalia

Irfan A. Karowalia is a passionate sci-fi writer and illustrator. He started working on ideas which has occurred to him over the past few years. He loved reading science books, watching science documentaries, exploring about the matters in the universe, humans & other life forms, where they came from and is always curious as to who created everything, why and how is everything created in the first place, and if there is a creator how can we interpret him. He has a very curious, creative and very good observer and can’t stop himself trying to find the purpose of existence of it all. He has authored six novels so far - The Galaxiville: Taken by the Unknown, The Elemental Empires: Arrogance of the Steelon, War of Earth’s Dimensions: Ruling the Light & Dark Worlds, God’s Headquarter: How Is Everything Created?, God’s Headquarter: Alien Park and The Moonians: Conquering Earth by Enslaving Humans.

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DEDICATION

I want to dedicate this Novel to my lovely wife Sohila

Ali and my adorable son Aydin Ali, who has cooperated

with me thus enabling me to full-fill my passion to

become a published author, I love you both.

CONTENTS

Chapter 1 Aydin’s Revelation

Chapter 2 Rebirth of the Aliens

Chapter 3 Arcadia in Peril

Chapter 4 Aliens Break Lose

Chapter 5 A Time to Make Amends

Chapter 6 Restoration of the Alien Park

Chapter 7 Regain the DNA Drives!

Chapter 8 Locating the DNA Drives —the Challenge

Chapter 9 To the Fortress!

Chapter 10 The Battle Begins

Chapter 11 Back to the drawing board

Chapter 12 The Final Conflict

Chapter 13 Victory to the Creator

CHAPTER 1

Aydin’s Revelation

A YDIN’S PARENTS WERE not ready to believe what he told them about his journey, to see the Creator’s headquarters. Before telling them, he had been excited to share with his friends that the Creator had called him to his headquarters. But his parents’ reaction made him cautious. They looked at each other, they looked at the carpet, and they cleared their throats.

Telling people was a problem — no one would believe him. That was the reason he had decided to tell only his closest friend, Jim Birsha, who was always with him in his curiosity and scientific explorations. The lab gave another opportunity for him to check which of the creatures he had seen during his visit to the Creator’s headquarters.

Aydin and Jim had been friends since primary school. They collaborated in scientific explorations. Jim was the son of the billionaire scientist, Dr Samael Birsha, and had inherited his father’s interest. The older man had built a private research facility, which was used to conduct highly sensitive experiments and medical investigations. It was a place of great fascination for both the boys, but they didn’t have open permission to enter it and touch everything. It was a highly sophisticated facility, and the equipment was highly sensitive and complex, so the children were not allowed inside. But they felt that they were no longer children.

When they learned about microorganisms in school, they shared their excitement. Aydin confided in Jim his urge to study them closely. Jim’s father owned the laboratory, and Jim told him about Aydin’s ambition to do in-depth research on microorganisms. Jim invited him to his dad’s lab, where they could see many things within a limited permitted space. Aydin went to the lab and was allowed to inspect a variety of slides under the microscope for as long as he wanted. This stimulating experience pulled him back to the lab again and again. It was a new beginning.

Aydin wanted to share with Jim all that had learned from the visits to God’s headquarters because he knew that only Jim could believe him.

He had reached the school early and waited anxiously for Jim’s arrival. When he saw Jim coming, Aydin ran rapidly towards him. ‘Where’ve you been? I’ve been waiting for you like forever!’ Aydin blurted out.

Jim didn’t know why he was so anxious. ‘This is my usual time. What’s up?’

‘I just wanted to tell you something,’ Aydin told him excitedly.

‘What is it? Tell me,’ Jim asked him.

Aydin was trying to tell him when the bell rang, and they had to go to class.

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Aydin could hardly concentrate on his studies during the class. As soon the break came, Aydin took Jim off to one side by the snacks machine. He told Jim about his experience excitedly. ‘Do you know what happened last night?’

‘I can guess you’re going to tell me. So . . . what happened?’ Jim asked impatiently.

Aydin revealed his secret. ‘I visited the Creator’s headquarters.’

‘What? How? How can anyone go there?’ It was truly hard to believe.

‘But I did. An angel came to take me to visit the place and then dropped me back at my home,’ Aydin told him.

‘And how did you get there?’ Jim asked him.

‘There was a vessel kind of like an eggshell which took us there via an elevator. Only my soul went up, while my body stayed on Earth,’ Aydin told him.

Jim was dumbstruck, staring at Aydin’s face, eyes narrowed in quiet disbelief. ‘Is this a joke?’

‘No, it is not a joke. I hoped you’d believe me. Even my parents think it was all a dream.’ His shoulders sagged a little in disappointment.

‘Are you sure it wasn’t?’ Jim cocked a quizzical eyebrow.

‘Of course. It was real. I have seen all the levels, and it was actuality. You couldn’t dream it,’ he said. He told Jim about the seven major levels excluding the ground and top level. He told him that he had seen trillions of different species, including aliens, dark and light life forms, and the most distinct hybrids which were beyond imagination. ‘I can’t tell you about everything that I have seen, but I’ll draw some after class. Now I know how we evolved. I got answers to all my questions. Now, I must meditate harder to meet the Creator on my next visit,’ he enthused.

‘The next visit? So, you’re expecting to go again?’ Jim was more surprised to hear that from him.

‘Yes, Ridz told me that I can visit again. He also told me that by improving my meditation skills, I may be able to meet the Creator of everything in person.’ Aydin was happy to share this.

‘Who the heck is Ridz?’ Jim asked in confusion.

‘Ridz is a Li-bot who took me and guided me through the visit,’ Aydin told him.

‘A Li-bot . . . Look . . . I’m your friend. I believe you. But how will others believe you?’ Jim said. ‘You don’t have any evidence.’

‘I don’t want to tell anyone else. I don’t need them to believe me. Because only we’ll research more about what I learned there,’ Aydin said.

‘If you’re not joking, this could be a great opportunity. With your knowledge, we could explore life forms that are so far undiscovered.’ Jim was warming as he knew about Aydin’s meditations and his passion.

‘We’ll go to your dad’s lab and try to check the information I learned about prehistoric and modern humans. This way, I hope, we’ll be able to explore some other avenues as well,’ Aydin suggested to his friend.

Jim showed some concern. ‘I guess you’re right, but there is one wee hurdle.’

‘What is the problem?’ Aydin was worried.

‘we’ll have to tell my dad about your journey and all that you’ve seen,’ Jim said.

‘But how will he believe me?’ Aydin was nervous.

‘We’ll have to make him believe us. He could give great support for us to benefit from this knowledge and continue doing research,’ Jim said.

‘But what if he doesn’t believe us?’ Aydin asked him nervously.

‘If he doesn’t, then we’ll still be restrained from utilizing the lab freely,’ Jim told him.

‘Then what is the logic in telling him?’ Aydin asked.

‘You know that right now, we’re not allowed to enter sensitive areas of the lab, and our permissions are restricted. So, if we don’t tell him, we won’t have free access. By telling him, at least we have a chance. His agreement could be really helpful for us to continue with our explorations in a better way,’ Jim said.

‘OK, I think the risk is worth taking. What’s a suitable time to visit your dad and talk to him?’ Aydin wondered.

‘I’ll talk to him in the evening when he is free at home. I’ll tell you tomorrow what he says about meeting you,’ Jim told Aydin, and then they went back to class, since it was time to go in.

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After work, Dr Birsha was sitting in his deckchair on the verandah surveying the roses. ‘Heaven is in a garden,’ he remarked to a passing bee, ‘or so they say.’

Samael Birsha allowed himself a few moments of self-satisfaction. And why not? PhD in Virology, another in Robotics, inventor of the Mindmedia simulated telepathy system . . . yes, why not feel just a little smug.

It had been the vaccine patent that made his fortune. That first breakthrough with the Corona family propelled him out of the dingy labs at UCLA and into the spotlight. Through Samael Birsha, mankind had triumphed over Influenza, SARS, MERS, COVID and all their relatives. But what really brought the greenbacks in was the little kink he had arranged while sequencing the DNA for the shot: it needed annual boosters and constant updating.

That way, he had gotten the world hooked. And with the $billion$ accruing from that small stroke of purest, unalloyed genius, he had been able to expand into those other areas of interest: robotics and simulated telepathy. He had never had much affection for people, except for his son. Robots were so pure, so delightfully outcomes oriented. With a tiny implant into the occipital bone, WiFi telepathy was now helping his country’s soldiers to communicate locally and globally. A government contract with no terminal date.

Still, he lived modestly in Paradise Hills, suburb of Arcadia City, as befitting an intellectual, a man of ideas.

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He had taken his jacket off and loosened his necktie a couple of notches. As he rolled up his shirtsleeves, a manservant, with polished timing, dropped a chiseled ball of ice into a crystal tumbler, and poured over it three fingers of amber nectar . . . the Macallan. This was Jim’s opportunity.

‘Dad, you’re pretty open-minded,’ he began, and then Jim told his father everything he knew about Aydin’s journey to God’s H.Q. His dad, Dr Birsha, found it hard to swallow.

‘Sounds like a joke, dear boy. How could a schoolkid get access to the Holy of Holies?’ Dr Birsha frowned.

‘I thought so, too, but something in the way he talked made me believe. There must have been something, so at least we should give him a chance,’ Jim said.

‘So I give him access to my treasure,’ Dr Birsha asked, ‘and what’s the quid pro quo? What’s in it for us?’

‘If it’s real, maybe he could help us by bringing some little souvenir from the Creator’s headquarters that would make us famous,’ Jim said.

‘But why would he do that? Would you offer him money to do that?’ Dr Birsha asked him, eyes wide.

‘No, he told me that he got access because his soul was scanned and cleared as a pure soul. Greed is one of the Deadly Sins. If he had a material motivation it would surely prevent him from going to all the levels, if any. So I’ll have to find some rationale for him to bring some materials back. I’m thinking of those he referred to as DNA drives,’ Jim said.

His dad considered the idea. ‘Well, if they exist . . . but there is no harm in giving it a try. I guess you’re big enough to be trusted.’

‘Thanks, Dad. Aydin doesn’t lie. I’m quite sure that we’ll find a way to profit from his new explorations.’

‘What has he told you about the alien species?’ Dr Birsha asked him.

‘We couldn’t discuss that much because of class. I’ll bring him along after school tomorrow. Then you can ask him for more details,’ Jim said.

Dr Birsha agreed. ‘OK, come to the lab in the afternoon. I’ll tell Security.’

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Aydin was going to the lab with his friend. He was doubtful that Dr Birsha would believe him., and he was oblivious of his friend’s exploitative intention.

‘Did you tell your father about my visit to the Creator’s headquarters?’ Aydin asked his friend.

‘Not exactly, I just told him that you’ve some new knowledge that you want to discuss with him,’ he said, hiding the real crux of that discussion.

Jim felt clever. The decision to give Aydin free access into the lab was in the Birshas’ personal interest. Aydin was an innocent with a pure soul. He would never suspect.

When they reached the lab, Dr Birsha was waiting. He greeted Aydin very kindly, and then after making him comfortable, asked him about the new knowledge that he wanted to discuss.

Aydin then told all him about the process of meditation, which he had been practicing for a long time, and his subsequent journey to the Creator’s headquarters. He also told him about the different creatures that he had seen there.

Dr Birsha listened intently, evaluating the story. As a scientist, he felt able to evaluate the probability of Aydin’s