Soul Space (edited)

'Where am I ?!' Darkness was all Tim could see.

He could still vividly remember getting hit by a car while saving a girl.

Tim was generally not Saintly enough to risk his life for someoneles, but the girl was his classmate and someone he thought he had a crush on.

Yes he thought , because although he didn't talk to her too much ,but whenever he saw any guy talking to her or being too close , he would feel a pang of jealousy ( which most of the time he quickly gets over with) and coupled with how attractive he found her, he concluded that he had crush on her.

But now that he is dead and thought about it , it felt so ridiculous for someone like him , who most of the time was a selfish jerk , to save someone.

'Damn it, I thought I was cool headed and a calculative person. But when it came down to it I couldn't even control my own body and jumped in like a hot headed freak.'

' What's even the point of thinking all of that now , I'm dead .....FUCKING DEAD '

He was really frustrated , he wanted to shout his heart out , he even felt like crying ( Which he didn't since 3rd grade ) , he wished he had done many thing he didn't.

But it was all over now.

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After few weeks or months or however long it had been.Tim had finally gotten over his death and all his regrets and grievances.

And after continuously thinking of what will happen to him next, he even grew a bit exited of his After life.

Being a man of culture, he had seen many anime, read many stories in which the main character is reincarnated to another world, gets a cheat ability or a System , rises to power , catch girls like Pokemon , have and do everything one could only imagine .

Just thinking about it made his body or maybe soul ( since he's dead ) throb in excitement.

' Maybe Ill get a system which will let me have many abilities or lust system, since I was very cultured in my previous life . Oh boy o boy I can already imagine myself, getting powerful, saving damsels in distress, doing cultural activities at nights.'

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After another few weeks or maybe months?

' Damn it , what's taking those gods so long just to reincarnate one f**king person.'

After waiting so long, his initial excitement for his second life came down quit a bit now .

' Damn it ,.. guess I can only wait. I don't wanna piss off those gods just in case if they're keeping an eye on me. '

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' Oh Great god, please send this pitiful soul to reincarnate, I would forever be grateful for you..... please....Ah come on how many times do I have to pray.'

After what definitely felt like a few years Tim was Still Stuck in the black space.

Over his time here ,he noticed that although he didn't have a physical body, he felt like he had grown a bit.

He also observed that his emotions became a lot calm and stable, no longer feeling any regrets or sadness when he reminenced of his past self.

At one point he even thought his consciousness was likely slowly fading away.

But him still being self aware was enough proof against such possibilities.

' Maybe there is no second life..Maybe I had it all wrong, just because the shows and stories showed reincarnation doesn't mean they actually happen...Damn ,what a let down.'

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After a very long time, what felt like an eternity for Tim , he finally felt something, but it was a very, very dull sensation.

But he noticed that this feeling was rapidly growing, after just a minute he could roughly make out the sensation it was as if something was pressing on him and he even began feeling pain.

And then suddenly he felt like someone was pulling him with extreme force.

' huh?, what's this place ' Tim found himself in a white room .

Looking down at himself he found that he was naked and from the knees and below it was pitch black . He also noticed that the blackness was spreading tainting the white room. Within a matter of seconds the portion of the room he was facing was entirely consumed by the blackness , and now it was spreading going towards the opposite side of the room.

He turned around and only then did he notice the boy lying there...naked just like him.

He walked towards the boy and got a look at his face, he had white hair .

From what was seeing from the his expression, it seemed as though he was struggling , his eyes closed, but his eyelids twitching continuously.

It was only then he noticed that with every step he took towards the boy or teenager ( from what Tim could guess he was a teenager or even a bit older,like around 20 or something) the blackness flowing from him had already surrounded the guy.

Then out of nowhere Tim started feeling a ... resistance? Tim din't know what was happening but he could roughly guess what was happening from his knowledge (perks of being an otaku)

' I think I'm consuming him. Hmm.....yeah that has to be it , then that would mean I'm in his soul or consciousness or whatever .So i guess that white one is his and the black one is mine.'

Although Tim was feeling some resistance it was very less , like when your taking somethong from a kid and he is resistancing all you had to do was snatch it and it'd be yours.

What Tim was feeling was quiet similar so he concentrated on that and imagined pushing through it.

Instantly the blackness fully crept over the unconscious guy and the entire room was pitch black just like the black space he had recently been in.

' That's it....did I...win Or what? '

BBOOMMM

Then suddenly the blackness over the white hair guy receeded back , the white hair was now standing... even floating slightly.

Then slowly white crystals started forming on his body and in a matter of seconds his entire body was coverd in sturdy looking armour made of the white crystal.

' What the heck , is that his power or something?!! '

Though Tim didn't was happening all of a sudden, but his instincts were screaming , it was bad news.

" Ahhhhhhh..."

' why is he shouting '

And the next moment he got to know why, becouse the blackness rapidly got away from him.

'"What the..Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh..."

Tim's entire body started hurting really bad, it felt like some was stabbing him from all sides

The white started slowly expanding.

' So that's how it is huh, ' Tim bearing the pain concentrated on the blackness 'please work.. please work ...Yes'

He felt it , Tim actually felt a solid connection between him and the blackness , before it was very, very vague expanding on it's own, but now he could feel it and even control it.

With his new found control and confidence he started making the blackness move again, slowly but surely the white hair guy, now encased in a crystal armour , was again buried in darkness now only his head visible.

" Please stop this.. it hurts its painful really, why are you doing this to me , I don't even know you ..please stop I don't wanna die mhm.."

The white hair started crying and whimpering

Seeing him like this Tim's determination to consume him started wavering. Guilt washed over him. A selfish jerk he maybe at times, but he never truly harmed anyone.

' Wait ..why am I even doing this .. but I gota feeling that if I don't do it now ,it's gonna be the end of me ...for real. '

' Sorry man ' Tim said under his breath

"But .... I'M GONNA MAKE IT OUT "

With a heavy heart Tim willed,Black tendrils started creeping out of his body covering the white hair guy's head.

'Umm.. now what ?'

Tim stood amidst the darkness or the former white room he was in. He looking a the black statue or the former white haied guy. Guilt still lingering in his heart. Tim slumped on to his knees " Did I kill him?" He asked himself.

He layed in the darkness, mulling over what he had just done.

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After spending some time in the darkness, the guilt slowly withered away, now replaceed by numbness.There it was again, his emotions were again stabilized over time.

' Is this the effect of staying here? I thought I was teleported to somewhere else.' Tim was now filled with fear, was he changing? or is someone controlling him. Many thoughts flooded his mind but as seconds passed the fear too was eaten away.

Tim was now left clear headed, his thoughts as clear as pure water.

' There's no use wasting my time on such thoughts, controlled or not I should focus on survival, on getting out of here.' Tim steeled his resolve pushing aside the useless thoughts.

' Since the black is mine ..does that mean this statue is mine as well ? ..can I control it .? '

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After roughly an hour of trying he finally found something. He noticed that whenever he tried to move the black statue he had made out the white hair guy, only small tendrils of darkness would rise and squirm around.

But then he realised,his darkness or consciousness or soul or whatever it was covered him and only then he became a statue. He then thought of different ways of dealing with the statue.When he had this thought of consuming ,eating ,absorbing him black tendrils rose from the floor of the now pitch black room pulling the statue in the floor, Which now that he looked at , were moving,the floor was now blackand moving like water but more randomly.

Now seeing this new reaction, Tim focused and willed the tendrils to pull the statue into themselves and to absorb it.

And that's exactly what they did slowly the statue sunk and disappeared.

And right after , the entire room trembled.

"Ahhhh...what the HECK is happening ahhh Damn it " Tim fell to his knees clutching his head, intense pain hitting him.

And the next moment the pain disappeared as swiftly as it came.

' what the f*ck was that about ,is it divine punishment for ..whoe.whats happening...'

Suddenly Tim found everything around him rotate really fast making him fall on his butt.

But just like the pain it too disappeared the next moment.

Tim's eyes, disoriented ,opened wide , he had gotten that guy's memories.

" Trinston ..so that's his name. Damn,so it really was his soul or consciousness maybe? wait,aren't both kinda the same thing . Haa whatever "

'Now how can I get out of here , maybe there's something in Trinston's memory which will help me out.'

But disappointingly even after going through all memories of Trinston he didn't find anything related to his situation. What was even more wierd was that the memories were all diordered, and the memories weren't complete either, many were just fragments of the complete ones.

' Its good enough I atleast got these.'

Tim then got up and roamed around the dark room contemplating his next move.

' since everything till now happened just by my thoughts maybe I can get out of this ..ah ..soul space? The same way '

' Now let's begin ' Tim gathered his focus and sat crosslegged believeing it would increase his concentration.

He imagined himself leaving the soul space...

' Ah damn it , I don't even know what's outside,how the heck am I going to imagine going out.'

Tim slumped on the black floor, the floor was surprisingly soft ,like there was a thick carpet.

' Hmmm..Haa ..man ,couldn't thay just dump me in a newborn's body or some dying guy and give my cheat and be done with it , why put me through all this stuff '

Lying there Tim complained about his situation to no-one in particular, he was just venting his frustration. It too being swept away after some time.

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After few hours of doing nothing and just roaming around the black room , Tim was feeling tired.

'Huh? Wierd ,I thought souls didn't feel tired. Whatever,might as well sleep, not like I'm doing anything.'

And slowly Tim drifted to sleep