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Eternal Requiem(v1)

One-two-three-start!— Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick Goes the sound of a metronome setting the tone for what’s to come… What awaits? A series of paths that twist and turn, halting and allowing you to advanced, the lines of what is real and what’s not is blurred But what is real? That is the question you’ll find yourself asking, or maybe you won’t at all, The world might have already swallowed you up by them Chewing your mind and dissolving your intrigue into it’s entity, it’s world it’s rings, it’s people, And then it will spit you back up— Tick-Tick And the metronome would have stopped, It stopped a long time ago, It’s ticks setting the stage for another sound, One you are spat into, It begins and it ends Eternal Requiem.

ReubenZiro · แฟนตาซี
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'Human After All'

The blue flame is what I called it, but here it known as an audio projector,

It has become quite outdated in modern times, as the government barred the production of them because of the fact that their audio could only be heard by one person and until said person dies could another hear it,

The projector also has a history of being used for nefarious purposes, originally it was created during a previous war as a way to safely send messages to commanders without the risk of leaks.

There is a famous story nowadays, of a woman who locked her husband's, girlfriend whom he cheated on her with, in a safe, and then she recorded the passcode into the projector, the man was given an ultimatum of choosing to either kill his wife or let his lover starve to death in the safe,

He killed himself.

The way the projector works is by implanting a digital code, like a tattoo of sorts onto the listeners mind, the message is therefore locked to that person until the code deactivates which is only possible via death.

Another famous story involves a cult who purposed the projectors for a game they would call the 'octopus trials', where they would kidnap several in-debt people and tell one the code to a large sum of money, the participants were given the choices of share or steal,

If they chose to share the game would end right there and the money would be divided among the participants,

Steal meant the person who knew the code had to fend for himself against the other participants as they were forced to kill each other for the prize,

The game would always end with one survivor.

No one chose share.

...

"Prisoner Kage, the set curfew time is approaching, and you do not have late night privileges," a guard comes interrupting me from my book,

"Can I take it with me?"

"You do not have library borrowing privileges either,"

"Hhhhhh,

Is there a way to get out of having a life sentence?" I sigh

"Well, if you did not do the crime then—"

Slump!

I toss the book into the guards face striding out of the library

(If that was a real human I would have been assaulted back in retaliation right now)

...…..

"Man, you spend too much time in that library," Keychain notes as I climb onto the top bunk,

"Is there anything else I should be doing?" I tartly retort

"No need for the attitude bro,

I get it you like books,"

"What do you like, besides getting into altercations with other inmates?"

"Firstly, you got my back right?

And secondly. I like bitches money and being happy,

Mane I woulda been next up in the game if I didn't get caught,"

"You said a vigilante took you down?"

"He didn't get me exactly, but he traced some of my men back to our stash,

Do you know how many feds I paid off to keep that hidden?

This is why I hate vigilantes~

They can't be bought, all they care about is 'justice'

Makes me sick."

"Who was the vigilante?"

"Some guy people started calling the Messiah,"

"The Messiah?"

"People think he is going to finally be the one to take down Satan,"

"Now you've lost me," I sit up becoming intrigued

"Are you from this ring mane?

You know the crime boss Satan?

He has nuclear level power, so not even the government can touch him

You had to be alive for the incident all those years ago?"

"Hmmm,

Wha—"

...…

****

—Punch!

Punch!

Pu—

"W..w..w..wait!

It..it was Shiresha, she got a new man!"

"What!" Keychain exclaims angrily

I hold a scruffy man by his collar to a wall, under my foot is knife which he had tried to stab Keychain with,

"That cheating bitch, she waited till I got put in, to cheat and now they trying to kill me, from inside jail?

Naw, I'm fucking getting out of here soon then!"

"At least you're getting out," I sigh dropping the man who scutters away,

"Hey man I'll pay you back for this,

You got a family?"

"No."

"..."

"Inmate Joshua and Inmate Kage, possession of weapons are restricted regardless of privileges, please hand over that knife, or repercussion will be dealt," around the corner of the cell block approaches some robotic guards

"Take it,

It's not like we were going to use it" I carelessly toss the blade at guard,

"Kage no!" Keychain warns

"That might count as an attac—"

As he says this a red light begins to flash from the guars' helmet, it lets out a silent alarm that signals other androids…

"Oh shit, I'm out Kage," Keychain backs away

"Attempted assault, inmate Kage, must be detained,"

The androids push up against me pinning me down,

"Hurrah!"

I break free swinging my fists at them,

(Might as well get a few hits in while am at it, they're not human)

Punp!

"Aghh!"

My hand aches from the punch,

More guards begin to run up trying to detain me,

(I don't even care anymore)

"Hyuh!"

I thrust my foot forward kicking a row of guards,

"Come at me you are not even human,

I can hit you as hard as I want!"

Punch!

Whack!

"Ergh!"

"Please stand down prisoner,"

Kick!

Thump!

"Why!?

Or else wha—"

BAMN!

"Awwgh!"

A fist hits me hard in the back of my head

(Is that another guard?)

The robotic guards this whole time have not been fighting, more so rushing in trying to detain me,

I turn to face a much shorter guard, they wear a full uniform compared to the others, whose bodies are built with the uniform's design…

(Is that a perso—)

—Uhmph!

They nail an uppercut to my chin

"Uhhechk!"

Climbing onto me the guard begins squeezing my throat tightly

"Wh….

Are...

Aggggggghhhh!"

They drag my face on the steel floor

Slam!

Slam!

Slam!

(Who the hell is this?)

Slam!

Slam!

Slam!

Now they repeatedly slam my face up and down into the, once again, solid steel floor..

"Achk!

En..Enough..

I…surrender.."

"Huh?" the guard lifts my head and begins to twist my already broken nose,

A somewhat muffled voice filled with sadistic pleasure speaks…

"Who said I was finished with you?"