1 I'm Waking Up
'Oh shit my head!' I wake up to an almost unbearable headache, the pain scrambling my brain like eggs. And all of a sudden, I start remembering: Visions, references to rituals I have never seen before in my entire life, as if foreign memories have been implanted into my consciousness.
As the pain settles down, I take a look through these new memories, which feels odd, since, unlike my other memories, I can see them clearly, remembering every single detail. These new memories play inside my mind like a movie.
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A cloaked figure, whose face is obscured, stares into my eyes.
With a voice like gravel, he greets me. "Greetings, we have never met before, and will never meet, I do not exist, I am but an imaginary figure. I will show you how to travel the realities. Follow along."
The cloaked man is seen putting two hands forward, clenching it's fists, then spreading their arms wide, as if opening an invisible double door.
"The key to opening a portal between realities is to flex your 'Reality Jumper Muscle' and the best way to activate it is to imagine as if you are opening a door. But not just any door, no, a door that only you would know what lies on the other side, an instant form of travel for yourself across the realities."
And just like that, an oval shaped portal opened, clear as glass, yet shimmering like water under the sun, after which he elaborates:
"Your portal will look like this, and it will be completely invisible to all forms of detection outside of multiversal level entities."
"If you wish to close your portal, do the same method as before, except you need to focus on closing a door."
As he explains that, he spreads his arms wide, and flicks his wrists, closing the portal.
"As you grow more and more experienced, you won't need to use such techniques for portal travel, but until then, to avoid failure, it is recommended to use this technique."
"Now for one more thing." The cloaked figure sighs, then pulls down his hood, revealing himself to be what appears to be... me?
"It is time for you to know who you are. You are a Reality Traveler, or as some multiverses call you, a 'Zapwarper.' You do not have unique ancestry, nor are you blessed by a god, instead, you are simply lucky, for all of the infinite realities, this is the one where you are a Reality Traveler."
This version of me narrowed his eyes. "Many men are willing to kill you for a chance to gain your power, don't let them. Be cunning. Don't let yourself grow weak. Your power is a gift, don't waste it."
"You are also ageless, and resistant to disease and sickness, along with your mental capacity being boosted. You may grow and earn other boons as you explore, however nothing comes free..."
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My memory ends. I give myself a reality pinch, then sigh.
"What a fucking rollercoaster." I mutter to myself.
Since I can travel the multiverse now, it's safe to say that's the goal for today. However, there are other things that need to be done first. For example, packing my things, burning my apartment down, and stealing supplies at the store.
With my game plan set, I go to work.
I dress in what I can only describe as the most classy clothes in my entire wardrobe, a pair of dress pants and a nice polo shirt. With no underwear of course. Because who doesn't like it when people can see the outline of your balls through your clothes?
Just me?
Okay.
After eating the greatest cereal in the world, Frosted Mini-Wheats, I bag up all my luggage I'll be taking with me on my trip. I make sure to bring all my important things, like my double ended toothbrush, and my ridiculously thick hair gel. Then, like how a paramedic carries an injured child, I carry my luggage to the back of my car. Turning on my car, I open the driver door, only to remember:
"Wait a second! I still have to burn my apartment down!" and to the plight of my neighbors, I light up a match and throw it on my carpet. Watching as it quickly spreads to the rest of the room. Now I have to say, I am no pyromaniac, but I can definitely see why some people are, because fire is simply beautiful.
However, I am in a room filled with fire, so I hightail it out of there and jump in my car, promptly zooming out onto the street.
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Ah, Walmart.
The number one destination for white trash like me.
'It's time to go on a shopping spree.'
I head into the store, stealing the biggest suitcase I can find, then using that to store all the other supplies I needed for my trip that I didn't have back at home. I made sure to steal a lot of water, because I might just land in bumfuck nowhere and have no access to clean water.
Checking my bag once more to make sure I had everything I needed, I nod in confirmation.
"Looks like I got everything I need..."
Suddenly, a man in employee attire shows up behind me.
"What do you think you're doing? I'm calling the police!"
"Oh I was just about to leave, have a nice day!" I say as I attempt to open a portal like the one in my memories.
As I attempt it I feel a muscle in my brain being pulled, and then I see it.
'I knew it was real before but now I have confirmation! LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOO!'
Knowing it was my time to make an exit, I promptly swagger-walked into the portal, dragging my suitcase along with me.
The employee behind me probably looked shocked as I disappeared into thin air along with all the things I have stolen. Sucks to be him I guess.
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I walk out the other side of the portal and find myself in the shade of a dark alley.
'A shady alley. The perfect beginning of my new life.'
