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Death always scared me, it was always at the corner of my mind. I wasn't scared of the act of death but what came after, would there be a heaven waiting for me? A hell? Or.. Nothing.
That scared me more then any horror story or movie could, not existing. Some times my mind would drift to that particular topic and I would just take a panic attack, it was that bad.
Thats why the idea of reincarnation to another world, or a world of a story or anime was so appealing. The idea that one day I could be with my favourite fictional characters and I wouldn't need to fear death as much.
But then.. How would I know? How would I even know if it would happen?
Well.. it did. It happened to me.
My name is Alan Paterson, I am your average day to day lowlife who just doesn't want to fit into the norms or Society. I completed college sure, but did I do anything after? Ha! Fuck no.
My Dad was a single parent who had a popular business and when he died he left all that sweet money to me, his only son. It was 5 million pounds plus the company itself. I sold about 70 percent of the company to the guy my father wanted to rub his company and got another 10 million leaving me with 15 million, plus the money I got from about the 10 percent I had left since my dad already gave 20 percent of his stock to an investor who gave him enough to start his business.
So I had enough to live a decent carefree lifestyle.
So I did.
I eat, sleep and watch anime, read fanfics and just been a general lazy arse.
I was content, sure I had social anxiety so I didn't leave to try and get a girlfriend, so I remained a virgin. Well my hand was enough.. (Insert crying face), well you get the drift.
So, Your probably wondering how did I die?
I fell down the stairs and broke my neck…
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No joke…. That's how I died..
At the ripe age of 27 I fell and broke my neck falling down the stairs…
How. Fucking. Stupid. Is. That!
So here I am in the void somehow still thinking, going through a monologue about my shit life..
So here the time where my mysterious Rob comes and sends me with some wishes?
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Fuck!
So I had nothing to do so I just kinda waited…
And waited.
Waited…
More waiting…
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Who am I? A.. Alex? No Alan yeah.. Alan Paterson..
How long have I been in this endless nightmare?
Years? Decades? Centuries? Minutes? Seconds?
What is this.. what have I done to deserve this?
I can't take it. Take being in this purgatory, in my own personal hell..
So I screamed. Screamed for help.
But nobody came…
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My endless screaming, pleading and begging were ignored. I was so lonely.. I needed something anything..
The silence is deafening…
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Soon, I accepted it. This was my fate to endlessly stay in this void of black and nothing.
I started to talk to myself, make stories. It helped distract me from the silence.
As time flew by I began to feel something, a pulse..
A pulse that pulled me very slowly somewhere but to my "Eyes" I was staying still, Its hard to tell if your moving when there is nothing to see.
Every year I get closer to the pulse until one day I feel it.
A break..
A ripped in the void, it glowed showing all sorts of different colours..
It was beautifu, beautiful to finally see anything..
It was like when you close your eyes for a long time and finally open them to see the world once again, the beauty that is seeing can't be matched.
I reached myself towards the break in the void and everything went black.. my mind felt itself falling into unconsciousness, something I hadn't felt for millennia.
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[Pov:???]
A boy with black hair and gray highlights with purple eyes can be seen watching television. He seems to be invested on whatever was on the TV.
"Oi! Brat! Get me a bottle of Saki!" Said a drunken man in a black wife beater and jeans.
"Okay dad.." he said the boy who looked no more then seven jumped into the ground and went into the dirt ridden kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Saki. He walked back and handed it to his dad.
The man snatched it out of his small hands and opened it and started chugging it like it was water.
The boy simply jumped back onto the sofa.
The sofa and the house was worn out dirty and uncleaned, the sofa had a few springs popping out of it.
Suddenly the boy started laughing uncontrollably.
The boy had undiagnosed, Tourette's. He would sometimes break out into gut breaking laughter. The father sneered at his son.
"Cut that shit out before a beat the shit out you brat!" He shouted and soon the laughter stopped..
"Sorry.." He said taking a few breaths out of it from laughing so hard.
"Fucking freak.." he takes another sip from his alcohol.
Soon the kid stood up from the couch and looked to his father.. "I'm going to my room.." he said quietly.
"You do that." He said dismissively grabbing the remote and putting on the woman's exercise Channel the boy left and went to his room..
It was simple a mattress on the floor with a blanket and pillow he had no toys or anything and all his clothes were in a pile in a corner..
He sat down and tucked into his bed on the floor…
As he went to sleep something inside the boys mind was awakening..
Memories of his past life were flooding back but he remained sleeping in his shity bed…
The soul that reincarnated into that he knew as only fiction didn't only take his memories with him.. but a strange power that wasn't like the powers that this world were known for..
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(AN)
Hey it's 6 AM, and I don't know what I was thinking! But here.
That one dude who recommend a power inspired me so wait to see what power it is..
Though you may probably guess beforehand. It's not an existing power btw.. I mean it kinda is but the character doesn't need to do what ours does to activate it…
Bye!!!
