After the great chief told the guard, who was his son, to go fetch Eden from prison, he complied, and after Malick's story,
the prisoners began crying again, and one of them said:
— Me, my father went to get some milk.
And another added:
— Me, my father was actually my mother.
And Eden said:
— Your father must be really cool, Malick.
Then Malick asked:
— And you, Eden? Your father?
Just as Eden was about to answer, the guard entered and said:
— Time to wash up!
— Bunch of warthogs!
As they left the cell, one of the first declared:
— And today is Saturday, so we all wash together.
One of them looked at Malick and said:
— Malick, please, can you let me wash your back?
— I promise, we'll have fun.
And Malick accepted.
Then another approached Eden and said:
— My little Eden, these past few days my soap keeps falling too often…
— Please, be nice like you said, and pick it up for me when it happens.
— My back hurts these days.
Eden smiled and replied:
— My back hurts too, so we'll see.
As one prisoner went to the back of the corridor, near the cells, his soap fell there. When he picked it up, the wall of the prison behind him collapsed and a prisoner shouted:
— Freedom!!!
Another screamed:
— Every man for himself!!!
And everyone rushed toward the exit, blocking the guards' entrance door.
One of the prisoners said:
— I'm heading to the Villa of Beauties!
As everyone fled, Eden wanted to do the same. But at the back of his cell, someone appeared and told him:
— There are many questions you ask yourself about this city.
Eden replied:
— Who are you?
And the individual said:
— Are you looking for answers, or my name?
Eden replied:
— Both, if possible.
And the individual said:
— First, take this ticket. Go there masked if you don't want to get caught when you arrive.
As Eden reached out to take it, he heard:
— What will you give me in exchange?
Eden said:
— Will you take ten platinum coins?
The individual replied:
— Even for a grain of dust, no one will accept your money.
— But you could give me the white silver ring you carry with you.
Eden said:
— What? This old ring?
The individual retorted:
— For you it's just an old ring, but for me it has priceless value.
Eden accepted and gave him the ring. The individual then handed him the ticket and added before leaving:
— Everything has a price, and this ring won't be enough to pay for this ticket. Soon you'll use it, and soon you'll be charged.
As Eden walked back, he found Malick sitting in his cell waiting, and he shouted:
— What are you doing here? Come on, let's go!
But Malick replied:
— It's not right to escape prison when you're locked up.
Eden retorted:
— Yes, if you had said that as a real prisoner or a real criminal, I would have left. But you're not that person. And looking at you, it's clear you don't have the means to hire a good lawyer either. If you stay here, you'll probably end up imprisoned for life.
— Whereas if you come with me, we'll surely be able to prove your innocence. And on top of that, you'll get to see your father again and thank him even more. So, what do you think?
— Follow me, be considered a prisoner, and have a chance to prove your innocence…
— Or stay here, be locked up, and truly be considered a criminal.
— Your choice.
After some hesitation, Malick accepted. They escaped the prison by jumping onto a roof. Outside, the guards, including the one sent by the great chief, spotted them. Others climbed onto the rooftops and began chasing them, firing electric bullets.
As they ran, Eden said to Malick:
— I'll follow you, I trust you completely because I'm not from here.
Malick shouted:
— What? You're not from the city?!
Eden confirmed:
— Yes, you heard right, I'm not from the city.
A guard fired and shouted:
— Hey! Stop right there!
Eden and Malick jumped, grabbed a large sheet, and clung to it to land on another rooftop — a playground — still pursued by the guards.
On this roof, Eden saw a little girl holding an arrow, ready to shoot at a target under the heavy gaze of her parents. Thinking she was about to miss, he flicked a small rubber ball with his thumb that struck her. Startled, the girl released her arrow and hit the target. She was happy, and Eden, while running, was happy too.
Then, while passing by a court, a basketball rolled out from a game some kids were playing. On its path, Malick grabbed the ball and threw it behind him without looking. He scored, and he and Eden jumped and landed inside a house as the guards rushed inside.
When they entered, they found two women.
The guard said:
— Where are they? Where are the two prisoners?
The woman replied:
— Two prisoners? I don't see any.
— Or maybe, my dear Malicka, have you seen any prisoners around here by chance?
And the other woman said:
— No, dear Étienne, I haven't seen any prisoners here.
— But what I do see are men barging into our house without permission!
And the other added:
— Yes, yes, my dear Malicka, they entered quite violently and rudely! Know this: I will report this unpleasant and ungentlemanly behavior to your superior!
The guard kissed the ladies' hands and said as he left:
— We are truly sorry for the disturbance, it won't happen again. Don't worry, and no need to tell our superior, it was just a courtesy visit gone a little wrong.
As he left, he crossed paths with a woman and her husband heading toward the house. He greeted them and said:
— You are truly well dressed, and you make a very great and beautiful family.
They thanked him. But he added:
— Really, tell your other wives we are still sorry for the disturbance.
The man asked:
— What other wives?
The guard replied:
— To be that beautiful, they were absolutely stunning! Great choice, my man.
The woman exclaimed:
— So you have other wives?! You're cheating on me?!
And the guard said:
— If he cheats on you, at least it's with beauties…
And as the man tried to defend himself, he got slapped.
— I don't have other wives! he protested.
And the woman said:
— That's good, because I was cheating on you with our neighbor, Berlin! she retorted.
The man stammered:
— Wha… but come on, that's a joke, because I'm not cheating on you!
The guard resumed:
— If they're not your wives, then who were they?!
He rushed into the house and saw Eden and Malick undressing.
Eden shouted:
— You came back for a kiss?
The guard yelled:
— Stop!!!
But Eden and Malick jumped through the window. The guards kept chasing. Eden picked up a pebble and, with a flick, cut the rope holding a sheet overhead. The sheet fell on the guards. Eden and Malick took a turn.
After removing the sheet, the guards turned as well but saw they had vanished: it was the market. They had blended into the crowd.
However, one of the guards spotted Eden and Malick. After another turn, they disappeared again: they had entered the city's underground.
As they walked there, Eden asked Malick to tell him a bit more about Maya. Malick said:
— Although Maya always smiles, her story is just as sad. When she was very young, since her father had no son for the Great Selection, he had to sell her as a courtesan for money.
— And in our society, it's very hard to build a reputation and shake off your past.
Eden said:
— Thank you, I understand.
Malick continued:
— She must have really suffered, and seeing her now… it's hard for me to make her forget that side of herself.
— But enough, we've arrived.
Eden asked:
— Where?
And Malick said as they exited the tunnel:
— At Mr. Salamano's place.
The place was very large, and there was a big cabin where Mr. Salamano was boiling something in front.
Malick walked up to him with Eden and said:
— Hello, Mr. Salamano.
Mr. Salamano replied:
— How are you, Malick? What brings me this visit? And I see you're not alone.
Malick said:
— Yes, but we just escaped from prison.
Mr. Salamano, surprised, retorted:
— What?!
After Malick explained everything, they sat in front of him. Eden, wary, kept watching while Salamano boiled something. Malick continued:
— Also, Mr. Salamano, he comes from outside the protection dome… just like you.
Mr. Salamano said:
— Okay, I see. First, take this.
Eden asked, suspicious:
— What is it?
Mr. Salamano replied:
— Oh, it's just tea I just brewed.
Malick said:
— Yes Eden, it's tea, and it's very good, it's even the best tea he ever gave me to drink.
Eden took it, tasted it, then spat it out:
— Oh, it burns!
Mr. Salamano burst out laughing and Eden said:
— Is it normal for tea to be that hot?
Mr. Salamano replied:
— No, but at least it proved something to me.
Eden asked:
— What?
Mr. Salamano said:
— That you're not a Calamity. Because if you were one, the tea would have liquefied you.
Then he asked Eden:
— Can you give me news from outside? Is it still just as dangerous to live there?
And Eden said:
— Yes, always.
And Malick said:
— I didn't tell you, Eden, but Mr. Salamano was an agent of an organization… I forgot the exact name… called the Order. It was during a mission that he landed here. Since then, he's been on the run like us.
And Mr. Salamano said:
— I'm not on the run, it's just that I don't know how to go back home.
— That's different.
— Because the dome doesn't allow leaving anymore.
Then Mr. Salamano asked Malick:
— And your fiancée?
And Malick answered:
— Ah, she's doing well.
And Mr. Salamano said:
— Ah, thank God… give her my regards.
And Malick answered:
— Alright. But while we're at it, can you give us your map? I don't know these undergrounds very well.
And Mr. Salamano said:
— Alright, wait, I'll bring it to you.
— But… where could I have put it?
On the side, Eden noticed an object resembling a ball. He picked it up and asked Mr. Salamano:
— Sir, what could this be used for?
And Mr. Salamano said:
— There! I found it!
Then, seeing the object in Eden's hand, he added:
— This ball is supposed to tell if someone loves you. If so, it turns pink. Otherwise, it stays green. Well… that's what the seller told me. But I don't know if it works, because it's never activated for me. Maybe it's defective… or maybe I'm just too ugly.
And Eden said:
— Can I take it?
Mr. Salamano gave the map to Malick, saying:
— This map lists all the places, from the most beautiful to the most dangerous, in these undergrounds.
Then he turned to Eden, closed his eyes and said:
— Alright… but I'll tell you not to trust that ball.
When he opened his eyes, Eden and Malick were already gone. They were on their way through the undergrounds. At the exit, Eden asked Malick for the map, who handed it to him.
Eden then asked:
— We're wanted. Aren't you afraid we'll be found where we're going?
And Malick answered:
— There won't be a wanted notice. The guards don't want people to doubt their competence. As long as we stay well hidden, we won't get caught.
At the exit, they looked for a shelter to hide. And finally they found one. When they entered, everyone stared at them strangely. They approached the counter and Malick said:
— A room for two.
But one of the clients threw a knife at Eden. Everyone in the room was shocked, even Malick. Eden asked:
— What does this mean?
And Malick answered:
— I should tell you… this is a challenge you can't refuse in our community.
— But honestly… we kind of lack fights in the series.
And Eden said:
— Alright, I accept.
So he, Malick and all the others went out to see the fight. The opponent appeared: he was barely a meter tall, with a lean build. Eden said, laughing:
— Ha ha ha! Is it with him that I'm going to fight? Really, are you kidding me?!
But the man answered:
— No, it's not with me… but with my little brother.
His little brother came out: a massive, imposing guy. He said:
— Who made fun of my brother?
And everyone, even Malick, pointed at Eden. Who said:
— I'm really screwed now…
The betting began. The majority bet on the little brother, except Malick, who bet everything on Eden. The arena opened and the commentator announced:
— Ladies and gentlemen, good evening! The fight we're about to witness pits two men who have nothing better to do than fight! (after some heckling from the supporters, he resumed) …sorry for the interruption! On my left, a kind of charlatan with a skinny look, it's obvious he doesn't eat his five fruits and vegetables a day… and with a face to sell you suppositories as if they were paracetamol!
Eden said:
— Hey!
The commentator continued:
— At a height of one meter eighty and a weight of eighty-two kilos… here is Ehh!!! den!!!
But upon his entrance, no one applauded. In the crowd, someone shouted:
— Who's this clown? Hurry up and lose!
And another added:
— Yeah! Lose quickly, so we can pocket our money!
Eden replied:
— Shut up! Because I'm going to show him his grandmother! And whoever doesn't like it can come say it to my face, and I'll rearrange his!
The commentator asked his colleague:
— My dear Patrick, what do you think of this fighter… or rather, this walking corpse named Eden?
Patrick replied:
— Well, Fred, as they say, you never know… Maybe luck will smile on him. Otherwise, in my opinion, he's going to get his ass kicked. I don't think he'll last more than three blows against our second participant.
Fred said:
— So you bet on three blows?
Patrick replied:
— Yes, five hundred thousand.
Fred added:
— Alright, bet taken!
Then the commentator announced:
— And now, let's welcome our second participant! He's as ugly as he is strong, and when he was a kid he could eat a whole pregnant cow! The embodiment of all brawn and no brain! At a height of three meters twelve and a weight of three tons twelve… Mari!!!! lyn!!!
The whole room started screaming and cheering.
The commentator resumed:
— The fight you're about to see is beyond comprehension. If we had to compare their strength, it would be like comparing a building to a grain of dust.
Only one rule, given by the referee who said:
— The first one to set foot outside the circle loses.
The commentator resumed:
— The fight has begun! Who will start the hostilities? From what we see, it's Eden.
Eden approached Marilyn and said:
— The fight has begun… I need to give the maximum number of blows, at least to destabilize him. Because in brute strength, he surpasses me.
Eden got closer again and the commentator said:
— The fight has started but still nothing… Eden advances, while Marilyn doesn't even look at him, as if he couldn't care less about this fight, while our money is on the line!
And Patrick said:
— If he doesn't care about the fight, Fred, he better not forget that we've got our money on the line, very large sums.
— He can't play with people's money like that.
Eden got closer and struck him with punches and kicks, but nothing… It was as if he were hitting a wall. And the commentator said:
— Finally, a bit of action! Eden has started hitting Marilyn, who still doesn't move.
Eden then changed his approach and the commentator said:
— Oh, look at Eden! He's chaining what looks like acupuncture, a technique that consists of pressing his fingers into specific parts of the body to destabilize or paralyze his opponent. But… nothing. Marilyn feels absolutely nothing! On the other hand, Eden's fingers seem a bit hurt…
It was then that Eden heard Marilyn murmur a few words, and Eden said:
— What the…?
And the commentator said:
— Dear viewers, Eden's pathetic blows had no effect on Marilyn. But what's he doing? Is he… singing? No… he's counting!
And Marilyn said:
— Three… two… one.
— I gave you one minute to do whatever you wanted.
— Now, it's my turn to attack.
He then sent a punch that lowered Eden's guard and knocked him down. Blocking the shock, Eden got back up and looked around. But Marilyn had disappeared. Looking up, he saw a huge mass falling on him. He dodged at the last second and the commentator exclaimed:
— Ho!!! La la la la, this is hot! Marilyn finally revealed his game! I wouldn't want to be in Eden's shoes!
Eden looked at Marilyn and said:
— What is this…? Am I dreaming, or do I still hear it… that beautiful and soft voice…
— But what am I saying?! I must focus on my opponent, he's formidable. It's in these moments that one must remember the teachings of our masters…
Eden inhaled and exhaled deeply, thinking:
« Where did my minute go? Normally, it's my turn to attack now… »
By closing and opening his eyes, he managed to anticipate Marilyn's blows, dodging and deflecting them. Then, accumulating his energy, he sent a strike from his arm toward Marilyn's stomach. The latter stepped back and grabbed his stomach, as if affected. Eden was pleased and began to smile.
But Marilyn straightened up and said:
— I didn't feel anything.
Eden shouted:
— What?!
And the commentator said:
— Marilyn is so strong that Eden's blows are like mosquito bites. They don't even scratch him!
And the fight resumed. Eden kept dodging while Marilyn attacked relentlessly. When Eden tried to counterattack, Marilyn stomped the ground with his foot, raising dust that disoriented Eden. In the cloud, Eden deflected a few more blows, but suddenly, he saw a triple-speed strike coming. This time, he couldn't do anything. The blow, precise and sharp, hit him head-on and threw him out of the circle, crashing him into the wall, unconscious.
Patrick then said:
— Ha, it seems the match is over and the winner is finally the one we expected.
— Ha ha ha! And I just won five hundred thousand!
But in Eden's head, only one voice echoed:
— Remember me…
— Remember me…
— Remember me, Eden…
As Fred was about to give the money to Patrick, the referee exclaimed:
— And the winner is…
Suddenly, Eden propelled himself out of the wall to return into the circle, surrounded by a cloud of smoke. Adjusting his clothes and hair, he declared:
— Don't tell me you think the fight is over!
The commentator (Fred), surprised, put the money back in his pocket and said:
— It's back on! Dear spectators, the fight is relaunching!
Patrick protested:
— Referee, are you going to allow this?! He clearly got out of the circle, so he lost!
And the referee replied:
— No. As long as his feet didn't touch the ground, it's as if he were still in the circle. So he's within the rules, the fight continues.
The commentator added:
— What a twist! Just a second ago, everyone thought the fight was already over. But now, it's clear: both of them are ready to go all out!
Eden then said:
— Now, playtime is over!
And Marilyn replied:
— None of my opponents had lasted this long. So for you, I promise I'll fight seriously.
Barely had those words left his mouth when Eden got into his stance, but Marilyn rushed at him at full speed. Just as he was about to land a hit, Eden shouted:
— FOOT PISTOL!
At that moment, as Marilyn came at him, Eden leapt slightly and slapped him with his foot, twisting Marilyn's neck forty-five degrees. With chilling calm, Marilyn snapped it back into place, then thought:
And to think… I never even wanted to be a fighter. Before all this, my dream was to become a singer. But when I told my big brother, he said:
"You? A singer? Tell me that's a joke! You've got the body of a fighter, and you'll become a fighter, just like our father was!"
Since becoming a singer wasn't possible, I started dancing instead. People said I was good, but that I'd never make it as a dancer in our society. So I went back to my brother, and he told me the same thing. After insisting, he finally said:
"Fine. But first, you must be chosen by the king and live there. Because it's said that over there, you can become anything you want. But first, work hard and get selected."
And Marilyn then screamed in front of everyone:
— Because that day, in the midst of my greatest boredom, I was happy with my brother's words…
— And ever since, I've been fighting to protect and achieve my dream!
Everyone was confused by his words.
The commentator said:
— Oh my, oh my… After that blow, has Marilyn lost his mind? Is he going crazy?
The crowd burst into laughter and jeered at him.
Eden roared:
— Shut up, you bastards!
— If you were in our place, you'd be doing the same thing!
— So shut your damn mouths, or I'll shut them for you myself!
He looked at Marilyn and said:
— The others don't see it, but I do. And if this is truly your dream, then you'll have to defeat me to make it real!
Marilyn screamed in rage and Eden concluded:
— Then come at me, I'm waiting, Marilyn!!!
The fight resumed. Both were injured, but neither backed down. Marilyn threw his fist at full speed. Eden saw it coming, blocked it, then swept him off his feet. Marilyn flipped through the air, and Eden landed a solid punch that launched him violently. But Eden noticed a new wound on his torso, left by Marilyn's momentum.
Eden laughed and said:
— I think this fight has lasted long enough, don't you, Marilyn?
And Marilyn answered:
— Couldn't agree more, Eden.
The commentator then said:
— Ladies and gentlemen, the fight is nearing its end! These final blows could mean one's defeat and the other's victory! Stay tuned, because I won't miss a single moment!
The two fighters closed in and began trading punches, in sweat and blood. Their strikes were so fast and violent they stirred up dust and wrecked their surroundings. It was no longer just a fight… but a struggle to preserve their dreams and their honor.
The blows were so intense that they both staggered, half-conscious. On the verge of collapse, Eden increased the intensity of his strikes. Taking advantage of a moment when Marilyn was destabilized, he swept him, lifted him with all his strength, and slammed him to the ground. Marilyn lost consciousness. Eden mounted him, raised his fist, and screamed with all his might.
But no sound came… Everyone was left speechless. Until Malick cried out:
— Victory!!!
The crowd erupted with excitement.
The commentator, in tears, exclaimed:
— Ladies and gentlemen… that was the greatest fight I've ever had the honor to commentate! Our champion has lost, but I've won… five hundred thousand! Five hundred thousand, can you believe it? This fight proves that with unbreakable determination, one can move mountains! And speaking of mountains, Eden just lifted… three tons—no, three tons twelve!
— What do you think, Patrick?
No answer.
— Ah… it seems Patrick has hung up… not surprising. I would've done the same if I had just lost five hundred thousand, which will now go to repay the bet I made on Marilyn.
And here's a little advice, folks: betting on a match like this has its perks. Because even if you lost your money, they sure beat up the guy who made you lose it!
Some girls started approaching Eden and said:
— Sir, marry me!
— I love you.
— I want to have your children.
Eden looked at them, then noticed a silhouette before fainting. When he woke up, he was in a room, alone. Someone entered. It was someone he knew. She was holding a bowl, but slipped. As she was about to fall, Eden caught her, along with the bowl. They stayed like that for a moment. Eden wanted to kiss her, but she straightened up immediately and said:
— You need to rest after such a fight. I'll be back, I'll go get something.
And as she was leaving, Eden said:
— You can use "you" with me, you know, said Eden. My name is Eden… and may I know yours?
And she said:
— I thought Malick had already told you my name.
And Eden said:
— Yes, he did. But I just want to hear it from your lips.
And she said:
— Alright… My name is Maya and I am…
Without letting her finish, Eden said:
— A very pretty name. But when you say it, it becomes even more beautiful.
Maya laughed softly and said:
— Thank you. But now you must rest. I'll bring you the medicine.
And Eden said:
— Alright, Doctor Maya.
When she came back, she handed the bowl to Eden.
And she said:
— Drink. You look pale, it will help you recover and improve your blood circulation.
— I'm a doctor, answered Eden as he drank, and I didn't know about this remedy. What is it?
And she said:
— It's just hibiscus juice. But it doesn't grow everywhere, it's a bit fickle.
And Eden said:
— Really delicious for a medicine.
And she said:
— Glad you like it. But now you have to put this ointment on your body, wherever you're injured.
Eden pretended to complain.
— I'm too weak to do it myself. One single movement could cause me a muscle tear… so, could someone else do it for me?
— Sorry, but you really can't do it alone. And Malick has already left. Well… lie down, I'll do it. But you must tell me if it hurts.
After a few pains he kept to himself, Maya finished applying the treatment. As she was about to leave, Eden asked:
— Where are you going?
And she said:
— Don't worry, I'm here. I'm just going to cook. Rest.
— So now, rest.
Eden obeyed. After a well-deserved rest, he went downstairs to find Maya.
— Thank you for your care, he said. But now, it's my turn to take care of you. Let's go out.
And she said:
— But I must prepare your meal.
And Eden said:
— No, don't worry. We'll eat outside. Come, you look tired. It'll do you good.
Maya finally agreed. Eden rented a hot-air balloon with the money Malick had given him after the fight. The view was splendid. Birds were dancing in the sky, performing acrobatics.
— Eden, it's beautiful! exclaimed Maya.
Suddenly, a bird entered the basket. Maya got scared, but Eden took her hand and stroked the bird, which flew away at once. Frightened, Maya hugged Eden tightly, eyes closed.
— Don't be afraid, Maya, he said. Open your eyes, I want to show you something.
Maya obeyed and discovered a grand city, shining with gold and jewels.
— It's… magnificent.
And Eden said:
— Maya, can you tell me more about this city?
Maya took a deep breath.
— It's true, Malick told me you weren't from here… So listen. Long ago, our city was at its peak. But it needed a king, a guide. A boy was born, meeting all the conditions. Because he was the reincarnation of our deity. When he came of age, he was chosen and obtained the power of dreams, a sacred gift to protect the city from Calamities. But one day, strangers came and took him away, claiming he had to help them free the world from Calamities. No one dared oppose his departure…
Eden clenched his fists.
— What a bastard, that king! To abandon his people for some side mission… you'd have to be crazy!
— It was his choice, replied Maya. But from that day on, Calamities multiplied. So the current king raised a dome to protect us. Since then, no Calamity has entered here.
Eden sighed.
— I understand better now. The new king seems pretty cool.
Maya smiled.
— Yes. Because at every event, he offers us food and holy water.
The flight ended, but below, guards had spotted Eden. And Eden had spotted them too. To escape, he tied a rope to a building and said to Maya:
— We'll have to take a little detour.
And Maya said:
— No… I can't… I'm afraid of heights…
And Eden said:
— Trust me. Look me in the eyes.
Hesitant, Maya accepted. Eden climbed up an anchor, but the one meant for her fell. Despite her fear, she jumped and clung to him. Together, they reached a balcony. The guards appeared.
— Hey, stop right there!
Maya asked, worried:
— Who are they?
And Eden said:
— Just some grumpy old men, answered Eden as he ran with her.
They leapt from balcony to balcony, chased by the guards. Many fell, but Eden and Maya managed to escape to the market. To lose them, Eden turned a corner and kissed Maya, despite her resistance. The guards, distracted, passed them by. Maya, red with confusion, pulled away.
Eden said:
— Sorry, but the guards wouldn't let us go.
And Maya said:
— I… I must leave.
And Eden said:
— Wait. Since we got interrupted, let's meet again tonight.
And she said:
— Eden, I am…
And Eden cut her off and said:
— Please, just once more. We had so much fun today.
And Maya said:
— O-okay…
And Eden said:
— Six o'clock, in front of old Salamano's cave.
Maya left. Eden, happy, looked at the object given by Mr. Salamano, which was glowing and had turned pink, and got ready. Proud and excited, he made himself look nice before going to the market to buy flowers.
In front of the vendor, who was elegantly dressed, Eden spotted the flowers Maya had liked. He then handed over a bag full of platinum coins to the merchant, but the latter replied:
— We don't accept platinum here, nor anywhere else, for that matter. If you don't live in a cave, you should know that platinum's value has dropped… Even silver is worth more now! So if you don't have silver or gold, move along.
Eden simply replied: