Lone Dreamer

-UNKNOWN POV-

Waking up to what looks to be a pitch black void is definitely not what you would expect after a long and tiring day of office work. The last thing I remember is going to sleep in my room but I had no idea what happened in between sleeping in my room and waking up in a void. Must have been one hell of a ride I took to end up in a place like this.

To be honest I was not even sure I was awake. I looked around or guess I did since I had no idea what left and right was. As much as I try to see all I see is darkness and more darkness. No matter where I search there seem to be nothing around me. The normal response should have been to freak out but for some reason it felt calming and peaceful. This pitch black void seemed to be where I belong. This was getting creepy but yet again I feel less and less worried and more at peace.

What came to my mind next was death. It seemed to be the best conclusion considering the lack of weight I felt of my own body and the weirdly creepy yet peaceful void. Death huh. I kinda expected more to it. But I guess this was better than an ever so torturous hell and ever so cheerful heaven.

Come to think of it I don't seem to remember much of whom I was before. It was as it a thick fog covered my past memories. Except the most recent events and my favourite stories and books, the rest just doesn't doesn't come to mind. Hmmmm what was my name again... Ah yes Marduk Atum.

- THIRD POV -

After being freed from the mortal vessel the soul no longer affected by most emotions as the concept of a brain is no more. Only the pure spiritual thoughts are left bringing about a calm an collective personality to the soul. This was the reason why Atum was calm given his situation.

- ATUM POV -

I was lost in my thoughts as I tried to remember what was left of my past memories but there was no progress. It was as if what I was before was no more. It brought about a sadness in my heart as I was never able to fulfill my one true dream, to have a family. It may seem stupid to others but only someone who has truly lost the family they took for granted would they ever feel that emptiness that no amount of wealth and pleasure could ever fill. Just because they were there for as long as you remember most never know the true value of that family only seeing the small inconveniences and negatives of that life. Only when it is no more will they know how those same inconveniences were what really light up their lives in this cruel society. I just didn't want to remember it anymore.

So I spent my time trying my best to find something new in this endless void only to be disappointed. It got boring fast. I tried to sleep but it just seem to be the same as closing my eyes for a second only to open them and see the same thing again.

Days passed as I tried my best to find something interesting but all ideas I came up with end up being more boring as time passed. The solitude was also a problem as extensive isolation was driving my mind slowly insane. I had no clue on how long it had been, it felt like it was years but it may have been only days or may have been eons the same.

I tried to remember the stories, myths, tv shows and other entertainment I once watched but most were blured out with time. Some how the ones I do remember seem to be perfectly replicated as if I was seeing it just then. This lead to me finding out my new gift and curse, perfect eidetic memory. All that have happened since the moment I woke up in the void was perfectly remembered in my mind. This meant I won't forget what little was left of my past but it also meant my boring life just became a lot more boring.

Ahhhh the solitude and lack of things to do was driving me insane. It suprices me how I kept sane till then or it may just be that I was already insane without me knowing any better.

Years passed and I am unsure of my sanity as I began talking to imaginary conceptions of my people from my old memories. Ha ha...

An unknown amount of time has passed and I finally made a ground breaking discovery. Those imaginary characters some how exist within my mind. Not like ideas and images but as actual people. They interact with each other and do things even when I was not doing anything. After a lot of experimenting (messing around) I figured out that whatever I imagined in my mind becomes permanent until I decide it to not be. Furthermore the imagined things can be imbued with whatever characteristics I want, whether it is to make it come alive or have different functions. Hahahaaaaaaaaaa.... I finally know what to do to break out of this solitude and boredom. Since I can't go back to my past world I will make my own world. Hhahahaahahahaaaaaaaaaaa...

I may have really gone insane but who cares. Hahahaaaaaa...