6 Airpods

Fuuuu-! Shuuu-!

Plunging in a blank world, endlessly sinking at the speed of light, I was falling towards the abyss. Death awaited me, my fate was ruined. All that was left for me, was to disappear from this world. This was my destiny, the inheritance of the people who brought me here had left to me.

I was speeding across the dark cosmos, one I could not see nor touch. The ending was unknown and so was the time that I had left. The little peace that the place had forsakened for me, was now abandoned.

There was the voice, the voice that had caused my demise. It was this that had haunted me since I had woken up... The voice said- NO it must've of been his imagination, yes, yes it was my imagination. How can that thing be here!? Heh-

The number one enemy of mine, the one who made me feel like the most sourest apple on all the ranches on this planet. My archenemy apparently decided to do a suicide attack, a kamikaze to die together, and not only itself.

[Wh-Wha-t? Su-Su-Suicide???], a demon sounded.

Yes, it did a suicide attack on me, one where my kill was stolen and made into a self kill. At the moment of it's death, this thing had enough shamelessness to kill itself in order to kill me. My brain had subconsciously ignored the voice that talked just now, for the trauma it had left in me, was too great. It was simply too much for me to bear after escaping… I could not deal with this abomination again or I would get another brain disorder in my sexy bodily systems...

[H-Host…], the devil has announced into the world of mine once again. This thing was so evil, it had attempted to kill the great I… Ha… I guess this is where the great epoch of mine will end… Farewell world…

[Um… Host? What are you saying?], the evil had again spoken to me, haunting me, not letting me get a break from the great trauma I had received. I was a newborn, therefore I couldn't be judged to grow up past that event instantly, it was a life lesson to me. It was a stage of growing up in the world, one every kid must learn, that the world is tough. The trafficker had spoiled my once innocent cheery heart of mine. All that was left, was now the utter dense amount of black aura inside my thoughts. To die without having any kids with the phantoms... To die without ever exploring the world… To die without knowing how to have kids…

Sadness welled up inside of my heart, growing and sprouting into a water of mucus that welted outside of my body. These were my 'clear' drop of tears. God must have been playing a trick on me, as I only had lived his life for mere minutes, not even a single hour… nor a day or year… My life was the textbook definition to a waste, I could even be considered the king of wastes. The world was cruel, just minutes was all I had for my life. The only experience I had, was beating myself over and over to death… I was a failure…

[Ugh-Host…? Do you have a mental disorder…??? Hello there!? This is the system!? Knock Knock!?!?... Um…]

Constant tho- eh… huh? M-Me-Mental Disorder!?!? Who's a mental disorder!!! Your whole family is disordered! Your parents are mentally deficient! Your grandparents are mentally disabled! Your ancestors are the creators of mental r^tards! Your brains are airpods! Who the heck is stupid!?? I'll tell you for a fact I could instantly spam cliche Chinese insults that I somehow know you illiterate!

[Host you are my family! Even if you are plain stupid, we are family! :) I shall always support you!], with a high-pitched cheer, it shouted to me, as if proud to be able to encourage me. But... it called me stupid! Again!