A Million Years Ago

I am nameless and what could be called a spirit but not exactly. Forever is how long I will exist. A million years ago I was born- or something like that. Better yet I appeared, a species of beings that can live forever with no knowledge of their own origin. It's my millionth appearance day today, the only important, or worth noting "birthday" I will ever have. This is the day I can take my turn on the Game "What If". Those elder to me tell me that it is the only good thing in our world. They tell me stories about more colors than I can now see, more emotions than I have ever experienced with a new intensity indescribable to those who have not already played the Game. Although not much has occurred in my a million years , I have just existed. A prolonged meaningless existence in which you dwell and wait. That ends tonight. I get to play and experience the infamous Game. It's relatively short. Usually lasts 90-some years unless something goes wrong. Limitless opportunities hence the name What If. The pamphlet was shiny so that's a good sign. I have taken a few prep classes since that's the only interesting thing here. They discuss the shock we may feel... whatever that is. I know I sound negative, but don't get me wrong I am prepared and content which the idea of doing something with this existence but they make it sound unreal. It is so abstract it is hard to understand. I suppose being standoffish to the idea is my defense mechanism for not understanding. I mean they speak of pain and supposedly there are different kinds too. Talk about complicated one allegedly is an unpleasant feeling- like how I feel taking this class. Pfff I hope not. They call our lives the merri it's consistent neither bad or good. This I understand; just existing remember? What I do not understand is what the elders call Rollar it is "happy" "sad" "angry" "fear" and a bunch of other adjectives that have only a dictionary definition behind them. I heard two elders speaking about how difficult it is to teach. "It's as if they want us to teach the blind to see" one elder said hastily. The other simply nodded in reply and glanced around the area. Those words stuck with me because what does it mean to be blind and how can you teach someone to see? All that I see is bright and full of shapes of white light. The brighter they are, the older. The elders who spoke were quite bright. I looked down to see my own pearly shade glowing dimly, like the emotions I could feel, dim. I decided to take one more class before I signed up to play. It was the same information repeated again but the ages of when you can enter included.

There is a oval shape with markings it stands out strongly against the rest of the light. It is grey, I believe, hardly anything is grey. Focused on the new color I barely notice behind it an elder who waving me over. "First time playing?" Elder said warmly. "Yes," I calmly responded.

"Well then let us get you set up." I nodded lightly in response curious as to what the markings on the grey oval meant. So solid... I thought to myself.

" Desired age to start the game? You can start anywhere from birth to 25, but since it is your first time you might want to start off later so you can have more control in the new environment" Elder said taking me out of my trance.

" I heard it is a lot to take in, how is 18?"

"A great age for a new player" Elder smiled.

I was lead to a less bright elder who went over rules with me. Elder said, "Never forget these rules or you shall be terminated."

-No discussing the past with non-players or instant end game.

-No discussing anything revealing of our nature

-If a dire situation calls for an endgame. Penalty is a million year wait.

Pretty simple say nothing of my merri past existence and don't end game. Why would I anyways it sounds more lively than just existence. It must be, the way the elders talk about the Game. A light dimmer than mine reached out to hand me a flashing orb. It held a powerful presence and seemed mysterious although transparent when not bright. I reached slowly to touch the unusually clear object when-BLACK.