In the world of Mystery, there existed cocks, a hare, and an Alien. The Alien was the queen of the land and was feared by all the cocks and the hare. She was extremely large, with four legs, although her front legs were slightly shorter. She had a protruding mouth with one big tooth stained with blood. Her bowl-shaped ears were believed to have the ability to read people's minds and translate their thoughts into messages for her, making it impossible to stage a coup against her.
In this world lived a hawk as well. The inhabitants were ruled by the tyrant Alien. In short, the Alien ruled the land. Meanwhile, a war had left the world in chaos. Trees were destroyed, and the remains of demolished buildings were scattered everywhere. The cocks, hare, and hawk were forced to survive in the wilderness.
Another war loomed on the horizon. The creatures needed to stand against the oppression of the massive Alien. There was a belief that the Alien was immortal, but the only way to weaken her power was to impregnate her. However, who would be willing to take such a risk or have their genes transmitted to such an abnormal creature?
Typically, the Alien had to sleep for ten seconds each day. During this brief window, the cocks, hare, and hawk organized a meeting to discuss their situation. They elected a leader called Father Cock.
"Hello everyone," Father Cock addressed them, "we must find a way to deal with this creature. We are tired of her tyranny and the threats she poses..." He had to stop at the ninth second, and they quickly dispersed as fast as their thin legs could carry them.
Upon waking up in distress, the Alien sensed something was wrong. "Do these creatures want trouble? I'm ready for anything," she roared, taking a menacing step toward them. The cocks, hare, and hawks held their breath and fled as quickly as they could.
Despite her enormous size, the Alien attempted to chase them. She stretched out her wings to fly, but failed. It was becoming clear that her power was declining. In a desperate effort to regain strength, the Alien opened her mouth and used her powerful magnetic tongue to pull in a hare from a distance. She grabbed them with her huge tooth, sucking their blood until they turned pale. After feeding, she felt more powerful and patrolled her territory.
The cocks, hare, and hawk were increasingly worried. They had angered the creature, and that was a dangerous offense. A terrifying voice echoed everywhere as Alien complained and issued threats. However, a language barrier existed; the Alien spoke in a unique tongue they could not understand.
The creatures ran, hiding in caves to escape potential attacks. Silence enveloped the world. The cocks were afraid to walk the streets, go to work, or visit their farms.
As time passed, a baby hare could be heard crying, obviously hungry. All the inhabitants had huddled in their hideouts, forgetting their need for food. Conditions in the cave became increasingly uncomfortable. The air became stale and polluted, as there were no toilets in the room or the surrounding area.
The Alien took a stroll around the caves, her huge legs making heavy sounds. Fears rippled through the caves as she detected a scent—spice, one of her favorite meals. When she finally extended her tongue into the cave, the cocks had no option but to defend themselves.
The blood-stained tongue blindly searched for them in the dark, moving from one cave to another. Amidst their extreme fear, a true liberator emerged. Father Cock took his sharpened sword and prepared to confront the Alien.
As he made his way, he was pulled toward the Alien's mouth. Just before contact, Father Cock skillfully maneuvered his sword, slicing her tongue. A chunk of flesh fell into the cave, and blood oozed from her mouth at a supersonic speed, almost filling the cave.
"Ouch!" the Alien cried in pain as she retreated.
The world's inhabitants erupted in celebration. They jumped for joy as they witnessed the Alien fleeing and vanishing into thin air. It was a sign of victory. They quickly arranged a celebration to take place that night.
Traditional brews were prepared, a huge fire was lit, and drums were made available. As usual, the elderly sat by the fireside while