Darkness again.
Everywhere there is simply nothing.
No sensastion, no sound, no light, just nothing.
"Well nothing but my thoughts"
He said…. Again he heard nothing.
He could close his eyes and disappear but something told him he shouldn't.
No matter what happens he should not close his eyes.
Maybe it was the voice he heard when he almost closed his eyes last time… maybe.
But it was something deeper, something that came from inside him.
Was it disappointment? At himself… almost giving up. Saying there was nothing else he could do?
This time he would face this darkness head on. Keep his eyes open and think, his instincts were at their peak, his eyes darting around to cover every inch.
He wanted to know anything about this place… see if he could see anything? Maybe make out distance? All he needs is two points to focus on… anything distinguishing in this space of darkness.
If he could find just two tiny points he could make out a distance, with that he could make out his body measurements and posture.
He would do all this to come to a single conclusion… which way was up or down… which way was back and forward. Then he would walk till… something or anything and he would keep thinking.
But there was nothing and he can't even feel his fingers, his body won't move as his brain doesn't even know if he is laying down or standing up. Was his feet touching he ground? Or was he sitting on his ass?
For all he knew he could be in a handstand right now.
This is a space of nothing… no feeling… no direction…
"There isn't even a force I can feel… no vector to figure anything out. Tch"
As he said that his head started hurting again? But he felt no pain this time… his brain simply did not register anything.
For some reason he knew things this body did not… and that… was a paradox.
Something not possible. How would he know information that this body did not learn?
Then he remembered something… he remembered who he was.
This only filled his with more confusion because what he recalled was he did not have amethyst eyes. But there was something more important that he remembered… something that sent chills down his spine.
Something that made him accept that he transmigrated.
….
He remembered he was an orphan boy, his country at war. The world was at war.
Technology was advanced, they had weapons of mass destruction and nukes even. Not like the sword he held earlier, but the world was at war for a new power that was discovered.
He did not remember his childhood much as he was raised in an orphanage.
This was however not a regular orphanage… it was a facility to train soldiers… or cannon fodder. Most sent out around 16 years old, some who were stronger and faster were trained. The ones who were smarter were taken care of even more, for some reason being smarter and more intelligent was a huge advantage…
The boy was smarter than his peers, a lot more. Not only did he understand the situation but he also was book smart and could pick up on complicated concepts.
When he was 10 the orphanage burned down and he escaped.
Even though he had a rough childhood, that did not mean he had a bad life.
He kinda wished he could go back to that life but then he got a chill down his spine.
After he espaced the orphanage he ran through a forest and kept running.
At a point he passed out but then he woke up in a hospital.
Apparently a couple was driving when they saw him on the side of the road so they brought him to a hospital.
He ended up being adopted by that couple, they were well off and the city they lived in was peaceful despite the world being at war.
The boy was happy… he was intelligent, he was wealthy because of his parents and he grew up to be very handsome.
Not just saying this because it was my past life but the boy could have grown up to be an idol or celebrity. In high school a lot of girls wanted to date him, in fact he was dating the hottest girl in his school.
It was the day after his 18th birthday, he was the happiest he could be at the time. He had everything any boy his age could want. The day before his parents gifted him a VR gaming capsule for his birthday, these had just realeased as it was made possible by new technology.
Apparently it was the same technology that the world was at war for, this supposedly was just the tip of the iceberg… the boy could not even imagine what kind of technology it was as this VR capsule was like a full dive.
To keep it short the boy was very excited to play a new game, he had beaten every game he ever played almost like they were too easy.
Not only adventure and mystery games but also fps games, he was smart and his body had abnormally quick reactions. He dominated leaderboards in whatever he played and he was very excited to see what this new capsule was all about.
Just as he was about to get inside the capsule his girlfriend came over and they ended up fucking….
….
But that night was when everything went to shit.
That night as he was in bed playing a game on his phone, eyeing the VR capsule from the corner of his eye. Determined to play tomorrow, maybe even tonight after his girlfriend fell asleep. She was laying next to him in his T-shirt and boxers scrolling on her phone.
Just then the doorbell rang… and then again and again. The boy got up to check, at first he though it was his parents coming back from their date but they wouldn't ring the doorbell. He opened the door and saw cops outside…
'wtf.wtf. Did they come for me? Maybe my illegal gambling website? No can't be. Did they find out about the parties I threw in the abandoned warehouse? No they wouldn't care about that now.'
As the boys mind was racing with all sorts of possibilities and reasons to explain why the police were at his door, his mind came to one conclusion.
They found out about the stocks and illegal trading he did. He almost ran away at that moment, maybe he should've run away because it would've been better than hearing the next words.
"Your parents were in an accident… they're at XXX hospital but they might not make it."
...….
The boys mind went blank.
He couldn't think and with the help of his girlfriend he somehow made it to the hospital… only to find out his parents had passed away.
....
The boy had no reason to live anymore, that night he left the hospital late at night, after midnight he just went on a walk.
Maybe to clear his mind, maybe to get his thoughts together… Just yesterday was his 18th birthday and today his world was gone.
The only people to care about his worthless life… gone just like that.
The boy walked and kept walking in the darkness, he left the hospital after midnight but he had been walking for hours.
Here he was in the middle of nowhere with no idea what to do next…he decided to keep living. To keep living for his dead parents… there was actually a smile on the boys face.
The smile was cold and calculating, almost creepy.
And then like it was all a cruel joke…
Like some entity got pleasure by seeing him break when he was at his best, like it was all entertainment for someone to watch or read.
The boy died.
He died because in the middle of nowhere, with a dark sky hanging above… no moon out, stars barely visible… fell a rock.
A fucking meteor… landed straight on top of him…crushing him instantly.
Just like that the boy died with no one to remember him.
No story left behind.
No reminder that he existed.
Just another name.
It came for him in a unique form but came to him nonetheless… DEATH.